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Oops, dj. I think edgar may have been overcome by the heat. I like Great Balls of Fire cause it's funny, and here's another funny one to me:

LONG TALL SALLY
Little Richard

Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John,
he says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun.
Oh baby,
ye-e-e-eh baby,
woo-o-o-oh baby,
havin' me some fun tonight.

Well, long tall Sally has
a lot on the balland nobody cares if she's long and tall.
Oh baby,
ye-e-e-eh baby,
woo-o-o-oh baby,
havin' me some fun tonight.






Well, I saw Uncle John with long tall Sally.
He saw Aunt mary cummin' and he ducked back in the alley.
Oh baby,
ye-e-e-eh baby,
woo-o-o-oh baby,
havin' me some fun tonight.

We're gonna have some fun tonight,
gonna have some fun tonight.
We're gonna have some fun tonight,
everything will be alright.
We're gonna have some fun,
gonna have some fun tonight.
We're gonna have some fun tonight,
gonna have some fun tonight.
We're gonna have some fun tonight,
everything will be alright.
We're gonna have some fun,
gonna have some fun tonight.

Amazing, listeners, how things remain incomplete, sometimes.

dj, I saw about the oil refinery fire. I'm sure that edgar is fine, however.

I get ticked as hell, listeners, when I see that Jeb Bush wants custody of poor Terry Schiavo. He ought to get it and bring her into the mansion and care for her.

Sorry, all. Just spills over, sometimes.

Goodnight, dear friends. All good things must come to an end.

sometimes the state of the world leaves me with this song running through my mind

Stuck in the Middle With You
Stealers Wheel Lyrics

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do,
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place,
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see that it makes no sense at all,
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor,
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self made man,
And your friends, they all come crawlin,
Slap you on the back and say,
Please.... Please.....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right, here I am,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you.

I was away, watching LOST on the telly. It's a ridiculous show, but I watch it every week.
I love Jerry Lee Lewis and Little Richard. I recently bought a CD set of everything Jerry Lee recorded on SUn label and am about to purchase a like set of everything he recorded for Smash. I have record albums of all of Little Richards best songs. I intend to get CDs of them one day.

True Fine Mama (Richard Penniman)

Oh, true fine mama, she's really on the ball,
Yes, true fine mama, she's really on the ball,
She hears my every plea, comes to my beckon call.

Oh, come back baby, don't leave me here,
Woo, come back baby, don't leave me here,
You know that I love you, don't dissappear.

Yes, true fine mama, don't go away,
Yes, true fine mama, don't go away,
You know that I love you, every night and day.

Well, singin'
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey, honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey, honey, honey, honey,
Honey, honey, honey.

Middle Age Crazy - Jerry Lee Lewis

Today he traded his '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal on a new Porsche car
He isn't wearing his usual gray business suits
He's got jeans and high boots with an embroidered star

Cause today he's 40 years old, going on 20
But don't look for the gray in his hair
Cause he ain't got any
He's got a young thing beside him
That just melts in his hands
And he's middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can

He's got a woman he's loved for a long, long time at home
But the thrill is all gone, when they turn down the lights
And today he's 40 years old, going on 20
And don't look for the gray in his hair
Cause he ain't got any

And that young thing beside him, you know she understands
He's just middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can
Yes, he's middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can.

Two Cigarettes In The Dark - Bing Crosby

[Words by Paul Francis Webster]
[Music by Lew Pollack]

Two, two cigarettes in the dark
He strikes a match 'til the
Spark clearly traces
One face is my sweetheart
Two, two silhouettes in a room
Almost obscured by the gloom
We were so close yet so far apart
It happened that I stumbled in
Upon their rendezvous
I heard my sweetheart whispering
I love you, I love you
You know that I do
Two, two cigarettes in the dark
Gone is the flame and the spark
Leaving just regrets
And two cigarettes

I forgot to mention, the refinery tragedy happened many miles on the other side of Houston from our little town of Tomball.

Well, since Edgar has so graciously provided Heat Wave, and one of my favorite Crosby songs, I'll take a stab at Haiti:

I left my hat in Haiti
In some forgotten flat in Haiti
I couldn't tell you how I got there
I only know it was hot there.

She took my hat politely
And wound her arms around me tightly
But I remember nothing clearly
Except the flame when she was near me.

Her eyes had the fire of surrender
And her touch, it was tender
And I guess in a moment such as that
You forget about your hat.

If you go to Haiti
There is a girl I know in Haiti
If you can find her, you'll adore her
Just look around til you find someone
Who has that blue gray Fedora.

I think of that gorgeous creature
When I'm all alone
Whenever I do, from down inside
There comes a groan
That a son-of-a-gun in Haiti
Has got the prettiest hat I own.

And when it's bleak and chilly
And life is black
I think of that Haitian dilly
And think
I better go get my hat.

(It's that synchronicity stuff again. TCM just aired Royal Wedding the other day and I watched Fred Astaire in his pale yellow suit tap away to Haiti. )

Good morning Raggedyaggie and thank you for opening the studio this morning. Had a weird dream last night in which my first girlfriend was featured. Must be creeping senility. But as they say it's better to be over the hill than under the hill. On that thought here's a song about dreams.

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes

Vocals: Ilene Woods (Cinderella)
Music: Mack David, Al Hoffman, Jerry Livingston
Lyrics: Mack David, Al Hoffman, Jerry Livingston


A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep

Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true

Good morning, WA2K.

Thanks to dj and edgar for spinning the songs that we all love to hear from yesteryear.

Raggedy, I searched and searched for the complete song to Haiti last night, and could NOT find them. I should have known that you could and would. Isn't it odd that we keep coming up with things, seemingly unrelated, and voila, they become gestaltish.

Odd, listeners, I recall that Napoleon sold the Louisiana territory to the U.S. because of the revolution in Haiti sparked by Toussaint L'overture.
It seems that Santana has a song about the man, but it's an instrumental and the only words that I could find were the following:

Los cueros me llaman
(repeat)

El timbal
(repeat)

Bob, often we do dream of our former counterparts and remember them either with fondness or a bit of "what made me like them" type attitude. Of course, we all recognize Disney when we hear it. <smile>

Back later, listeners, with more news, songs, and news bits.

I forgot to say Good Morning. Good Day to all:

I hope it was a pleasant dream, Bobsmythhawk.

Here are some BD celebrities for today:

1855 Andrew Mellon, financier/industrialist (Pittsburgh, PA; died 1937)
1874 Harry Houdini, magician (Budapest, Hungary; died 1926)
1887 Roscoe "Fatty" Arbuckle, Smith Center KS, actor (Keystone comedies) (died 1933)
1895 Arthur Murray dancer (Arthur Murray's Dance Party) New York City (died 1991)
1906 John Cameron Swayze news correspondant, Timex spokesman ,Witchita, Kansas (died 1995)
1910 Richard Conte Jersey City NJ, actor (Four Just Men, 13 Rue Madeleine, Hotel, Jean Arthur Show) (died 1975)
1911 Joseph Barbera animator (Hanna-Barbera) , New York City
Posen Germany, actress (Boys From Brazil, Sebastian)
1920- Gene Nelson [Berg], Seattle WA, dancer/actor (Tea For 2, Oklahoma) (died 1996)
1924 Normal Fell, actor (Philadelphia, PA; died 1998)
1930 Steve McQueen Slater MO, actor (Wanted, Dead or Alive, Blob, Bullitt) (died 1980)
1940 Bob Mackie, costume/fashion designer (Monterey Park, CA)
1944 Patti Labelle singer (Phoenix, Tasty, Chameleon)
1954 Donna Pescow, actress (Brooklyn, NY)
1960 Kelly LeBrock New York NY, actress (Weird Science, Woman in Red)
1964 Annabella Sciorra, actress (New York, NY)
1970 Lara Flynn Boyle, actress (Davenport, IA)

Ah, Raggedy, It seems that my last response to your celebs got lost in a database error shuffle.

Back later, listeners to write another.

<be still my heart...>

Giving another go at it, listeners.

Steve McQueen and his failure to conquer cancer, has led me to think of other celebs who have died under noxious circumstances:

Michael Landon: Death from pancreatic cancer as did my musician friend, Bill.

Michael J. Fox: Parkinson's Disease, as my Mexican/American friend and fellow broadcaster, Dan.

Then there is the birth of Harry Houdini, whose strange experience while trying to find the hole in the ice, after he made his famous escape, involved the voice of his mother directing him to the proper place. He later discovered that his mother had died at this exact moment, leading him to believe in the paranormal. He promised his wife, that should he die, he would contact her from beyond. I think all of our listeners know the story of Houdini, the great escape artist.

I assume that Osso is referring to Steve McQueen, which leads us to another song:

My Foolish Heart
Written by Washington / Young - From Buried Treasure

The night is like a lovely tune
Beware my foolish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foolish heart

There's a line between love and fascination
That's hard to find on a moment such as this
And they all have the very same sensation
When you're lost in the magic of a kiss

Your lips are much too close to mine
Beware my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine
Then let the fire start
For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It's love, this time it's love my foolish heart

There's a line between love and fascination
That's hard to find on a moment such as this
And they all have the very same sensation
When you're lost in the magic of a kiss

Your lips are much too close to mine
Beware my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine
Then let the fire start
For this time it isn't fascination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It's love, this time it's love my foolish heart







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Yes. Osso saw The Great Escape five times, for the motorcycle scene...

but did Osso see this? I would love your opinion.

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Back later, WA2K fans. Don't touch that dial.

Some Houdini Trivia:

Not only was Houdini's childhood spent in poverty, but the individual family members seemed often to be at odds with each other. Consequently, permanent animosity arose when brother Nathan's wife Sadie divorced him and, within two weeks, married brother Leopold. Houdini himself caused friction in his Jewish family when he married Bess (Wilhelmina Rahner), who was Catholic. This choice would have consequences after Houdini's death: though he stipulated in his will that he wanted Bess buried beside him, the Machpelah cemetery would not allow the interment of someone outside the Jewish faith. Bess, who passed away aboard a passenger train traveling cross-country between Los Angeles and New York, instead is buried in the Gate of Heaven Cemetery (Hawthorne, NY), near Babe Ruth, Jimmy Cagney, Sal Mineo and Dutch Schultz.


Houdini allowed his brother Leopold, New York's first X-ray specialist, to X-ray him frequently. Most likely this caused sterilization; Houdini had no children.

According to an autobiographical pamphlet published by the magician in 1920, Houdini said that his favorite place was Hollywood, California and that his favorite song was Auld Lang Syne (the traditional New Year's Eve tune). Houdini's motto? "And this, too, shall pass away".

In the early 1900's while performing on the vaudeville circuit, Houdini worked with a couple named Keaton. Their young son Joseph was intrigued by Houdini's magic, and Houdini was quite taken with the boy. Houdini nicknamed him "Buster", and the name stuck, explaining how Buster Keaton, the famous film comedian, got his name.

The 1953 movie Houdini starring Tony Curtis and Janet Leigh did much to create the commonly-held belief that Houdini died onstage attempting to perform the Water Torture Cell illusion.

The sad truth is that Houdini was in the middle of a U.S. tour in the fall of 1926 when he and Bess began to experience severe stomach discomfort. A performer to the core, Houdini refused medical treatment, because that would have meant missing some shows. Quite possibly Houdini was suffering from the onset of appendicitis, and his own stubborn refusal to see a doctor might have spelled his doom. Houdini was tired, and unusually accident-prone. In Albany, NY, his ankle broke as he was being lifted into the Water Torture Cell. In pain, he continued to perform. A few days later, in Canada, he allegedly was punched in the stomach by J. Gordon Whitehead, a McGill university student who was testing Houdini's well-known ability to withstand blows to the body. That punch may or may not have been the cause of Houdini's ruptured appendix;
regardless, Houdini collapsed onstage in Detroit, and was admitted to Grace Hospital, suffering from peritonitis. (Read an account by the wife of Dr. Daniel Cohn, Houdini's attending physician.)
Bess was also admitted to the hospital to be treated for her stomach ailments. Every day for nearly a week, she was wheeled into Houdini's room to see him.

On October 31, with his brother Hardeen at his side, Houdini passed away. His last words were, "I'm tired of fighting".

Houdini left an estate of about $500,000 to his wife. To his brother Hardeen, he left his show, his equipment and his magic secrets. Houdini's instructions were that Hardeen should use the equipment, but that it should be burned at Hardeen's death. Luckily for magic historians and collectors, Hardeen sold the show and nothing was destroyed. (Jack Flosso, owner of Flosso-Hornmann Magic Co., remembers seeing Hardeen lining the bottom of his doves' cages with Houdini posters, however.)

Though Houdini officially died of peritonitis, Bess was able to collect double indemnity on his insurance policy, claiming the blow was equivalent to "an accident directly causing the premature demise of Harry Houdini".

For ten years, Bess presided over annual well-publicized séances held on October 31, the anniversary of Houdini's death. Though she stopped participating in 1938, séances to contact Houdini continued.

My opinion? It is a moving collection, very sad.
I am sad for iraqi people who have died as well.