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hbg, I just stepped outside my little studio and it's nippy but nice. I am gregarious, buddy, but not in malls. That girl of yours has true German genes. (DNA, not the blue kind) As for Bailey and Cleo, we might refer to them as "a two dog night".

I learned to love Billie Holiday, folks, after seeing Diana Ross in "Lady Sings the Blues." How sad it was when she made her final performance at Carnegie Hall and her voice was gone. I don't know if my older sister still has that vinyl or not.

Here's one from the movie.

you've changed
that sparkle in your eyes has gone
your smile is just a careless yawn
you're breaking my heart, you've changed

you've changed
your kisses are now so blase
you're bored with me in every way
I can't understand you've changed

you've forgotten the word I love you
each memory that we've shared
you ignore every star above you
I can't realise you ever cared

you've changed
you're not the angel I once knew
no need to tell me that we're through
it's all over now, you've changed

you've forgotten the word I love you
each memory that we've shared
you ignore every star above you
I can't realise you ever cared

you've changed
you're not the angel I once knew
no need to tell me that we're through
it's all over now, you've changed
I miss you

Seeing dys' frivolous thread about a discovery in the Black Forest reminded me of this, y'all.

When At Night I Go To Sleep

When at night I go to sleep
Fourteen angels watch do keep
Two my head are guarding
Two my feet are guiding
Two are on my right hand
Two are on my left hand
Two who warmly cover
Two who o'er me hover
Two to whom 'tis given
To guide my steps to Heaven

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1YaTap3g-rY

Goodnight
From Letty with love

Good morning, WA2K radio audience.

What are some things that make us feel good?

Knowing that Roger got home made cookies from his neighbors next door.
Getting a great picture of Urs, her sister, and their special Christmas tree.
Hearing from my two kids (they'll always be kids to me)
and hearing Diana Krall sing about New Year's Eve.

When the bells all ring and the horns all blow
And the couples we know are fondly kissing
Will I be with you or will I be amoung the missing.

Maybe it's much too early in the game
Oh, but I thought I'd ask you just the same
What are you doing New Year's, New Year's Eve?

Wonder whose arms will hold you good and tight
When it's exactly twelve o'clock that night
Welcoming in the New Year, New Year's Eve


Maybe I'm crazy to suppose
I'd ever be the one dear that you chose
Out of the thousand invitations you receive

Oh, but in case I stand one little chance
Here comes the jackpot question in advance
What are you doing New Year's, New Year's Eve?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kU_BBNeumLI

wonder if anyone will be visiting a dancehall, and getting some ah refreshment? :wink:

Way in my brain, is way in my brain
Is way in my brain, well, now

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey

Way in my brain, no cocaine
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go insane
Way in my brain, no cocaine
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go insane

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me

Because-a inna me eyes there is red like blood
and I been moving around like a human flood
Smoke out of me mouth and not up the nose
I blow it in the air 'a mek de smoke expose

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey

In Westmoreland a where the sensi a-come from
put it in a crocus bag pon the mini van
tek de seed an me mek de 'ash oil
an me put in de barrel 'ca me know it no spoil

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Is way in my brain, is way in my brain

Inna me eyes there is red like blood
and I been moving around like a human flood
Smoke out of me mouth and not up the nose
I blow it in the air 'a mek de smoke expose

In Westmoreland a where the sensi a-come from
put it in a crocus bag pon the mini van
tek de seed an me mek de 'ash oil
an me put in de barrel 'ca me know it no spoil

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey

Because is way in my brain, no cocaine
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go insane
Way in my brain, no cocaine
I don't wanna, I don't wanna go insane

Oh no, is way in my brain
Is way in my brain, is way in my brain

I said me smoke it and me pass it thru de windah
an me give it to my nex door neighba
Me said me smoke it and me pass it thru de windah
an me give it to my nex door neighba

Because-a inna me eyes there is red like blood
and I been moving around like a human flood
Smoke out of me mouth and not up the nose
Smoke it in the air 'a mek de smoke expose

Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey
Under me sleng teng, me under me sleng teng
Under me sleng teng, me under me hey hey hey

Is way in my brain, is way in my brain
Is way in my brain, is way in my brain

[etc...]

Hey, honu, love that song, island man. Someone once told me that "things go better with coke". You may not be underdog, but you certainly saved this day on WA2K.

Ah, folks, remember this?

"hey, betty? is that jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"uh huh."
"oh! must be nice riding on that motorcycle after school, huh?"
"uh huh."
"is he picking you up after school today?"
"unh uh!"
"well, where'd ya meet him?"

I met him at the candy store.
He turned around and smiled at me.
Ya get the picture? (yes, we see)
That's when i fell for the leader of the pack.

My folks were always puttin' him down.
Down! down!
They said he came from the wrong side of town.
They told me that he was bad,
But i knew that he was sad.
And thats why i fell for the leader of the pack.

One day my dad said, "find someone new."
New! new!
I had to tell my jimmy that,
Whoa, we were through.
He stood up and then he asked me why.
But all i could do was cry.
I'm sorry i hurt you,
The leader of the pack.

He sort of smiled and he kissed me goodbye.
The tears were beginning to show.
And as he drove away from me
On that rainy, rainy night,
I begged him to go slow.
But whether he heard me
I'll never, never, never, never know!
Look out now, now, look out!
Whoa oh no no no! whoa no no no! no! no!

I felt so helpless! what could i do-wo-wo-wo-wo?
The only, only love that we had was through.
At school they all stop and stare.
I can't hide the tears.
I just don't care!
I will never forget you,
The leader of the pack!
Whoa-oo-woh! gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
The leader of the pack is,
Now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is,
Now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is, whoa gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!

Good afternoon, WA2K

A few celebs for the B.D. gallery:

1879 - Sydney Greenstreet, English actor (d. 1954); 1901 - Marlene Dietrich, German actress and singer (d. 1992) and 1906 - Oscar Levant, American pianist, composer, and actor, with wife, June (d. 1972)

glad you approve, BG; Wayne Smith, who composed and sang "Under me sleng teng", has a myspace page that plays the tune, just in case there's anyone who hasn't heard it. there's also a download link, but i haven't tried it.

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=104840029

oh & to clarify things for those not accustomed to jamaican creole, sleng teng has various meanings, i was told, but in the song's context it's a reference to canabis.

Hey, Raggedy. You're back with a famous trio of dead folks. Love it, gal, and thanks. Wanted to play one by Oscar, but no luck.

honu, I do want to hear it, and were edgar here, I know he would as well.

Can't believe Marlene Dietrich did this one, and it's perfect for our New Year's Eve partiers.(in Trinidad, anyway)

I don't know if y'all know or not, but CDK is getting married, and he might like this one as a wedding recessional. :wink:

If you ever go down Trinidad
They make you feel so very glad
Calypso sing and make up rhyme
Guarantee you one real good fine time

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

Oh, beat it man, beat it

Since the Yankee come to Trinidad
They got the young girls all goin' mad
Young girls say they treat 'em nice
Make Trinidad like paradise

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

Oh, you vex me, you vex me

From Chicachicaree to Mona's Isle
Native girls all dance and smile
Help soldier celebrate his leave
Make every day like New Year's Eve

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

It's a fact, man, it's a fact

In old Trinidad, I also fear
The situation is mighty queer
Like the Yankee girl, the native swoon
When she hear der Bingo croon

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

Out on Manzanella Beach
G.I. romance with native peach
All night long, make tropic love
Next day, sit in hot sun and cool off

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

It's a fact, man, it's a fact

Rum and Coca-Cola
Rum and Coca-Cola
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

and here's one from Destry Rides Again:

Songtext: Marlene Dietrich - The boys in the backroom

See what the boys in the backroom will have,
And tell them I'm having the same.
Go see what the boys in the backroom will have,
And give them the poison they name.
And when I die, don't spend my money
On flowers and my picture in a frame.

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have,
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same.
And when I die, don't buy a casket
Of silver with the candles all aflame

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have,
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same.
And when I die, don't pay the preacher
For speaking of my glory and my fame

Just see what the boys in the backroom will have,
And tell them I sighed,
And tell them I cried,
And tell them I died of the same

and, Raggedy, this one by her as well.


Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate
Darling I remember the way you used to wait
Twas there that you whispered tenderly
That you loved me
You'd always be
My Lili of the lamplight
My own Lili Marlene

Time would come for roll call
Time for us to part
Darling I'd caress you and press you to my heart
And there 'neath that far off lantern light
I'd hold you tight
We'd kiss good-night
My Lili of the lamplight
My own Lili Marlene

Orders came for sailing somewhere over there
All confined to barracks was more than I could bear
I knew you were waiting in the street
I heard your feet
But could not meet
My Lili of the lamplight
My own Lili Marlene

Resting in a billet just behind the line
Even tho' we're parted your lips are close to mine
You wait where that lantern softly gleams
Your sweet face seems to haunt my dreams
My Lili of the lamplight
My own Lili Marlene

When we are marching in the mud and cold,
And when my pack seems more than I can hold
My love for you renews my might
I'm warm again
My pack is light
It's you Lili Marlene
It's you Lili Marlene

My word, look what I found, folks.

http://www.rhs51.com/lillimarlene.htm

letty wrote :







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GREETINGS FROM BALMY KINGSTON TO ALL A2K LISTENERS !

hey, hbg. Don't you know that the east wind off the Atlantic ocean can often be a bit nippy? Had to wear my cardigan today.

Love that song, incidentally. Thanks, Canada

Here's one, listeners, that I found translated from Chinese(I think it's Chinese). Hope some of the students are listening.

Orange Range - Xie Xie (English Version)



Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars

I can see the stars between a rift in the clouds, the moon shines, as though asking a question
The wind is blowing somewhere, and the horizon continues forever
The trees that have endured their pain were cured by the moonlight, and have cried
The rules spin around and change day by day; the flow of time is cruel and smooth

The shadows stretch out, the sun sets, the story starts with the sound of footsteps
Changing from white to black in an instant, time stops for a moment, and it's a different atmosphere
Light stretches from the ground to the sky, and everything was created by the light
The darkness brings forth silence and motion, and tonight something is projected that I can't see

Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars

Shadow lurks in light and darkness
My alter ego says nothing
Suddenly you disappear
And suddenly reappear

I'm enveloped in stillness, and time moves on once again
The moon casts a shadow on this world of dakness
The world turns round and round, and the day changes again to tomorrow
From east to west, dark to light

I'm enveloped in stillness, and time moves on once again
The moon casts a shadow on this world of dakness
The world turns round and round, and the day changes again to tomorrow
From east to west, dark to light
Time revolves, and the sky changes again

Time passes, and the wind
Again dances toward tomorrow, brushing my skin
No, we won't start off with "I was waiting"
In the sky, look, a flower of stars

Good Morning, WA2K listeners.

Just found out that Xie Xie means "thank you" in Chinese.

Inspired by Walter's query on feminism, I recall this song by Carol King and others.

Carole King/Gerry Goffin/Jerry Wexler

Looking out on the morning rain
I used to feel uninspired
And when I knew
I had to face another day
Lord, it made me feel so tired
Before the day I met you,
life was so unkind
But your love was the key
to peace my mind
Cause you make me feel,
you make me feel,
you make me feel like
A natural woman
When my soul was
in the lost-and-found
You came along to claim it
I didn't know just what was wrong with me
Till your kiss helped me name it
Now I'm no longer doubtful
of what I'm living for
Cause if I make you happy
I don't need no more
Cause you make me feel,
you make me feel,
you make me feel like
A natural woman
Oh, baby, what you've done to me
You make me feel so good inside
And I just want to be close to you
You make me fell so alive
Cause you make me feel,
you make me feel,
you make me feel like
A natural woman

Good morning WA2K.
Wishing a Happy 53rd to Denzel Washington and 73rd to Dame Maggie Smith today:



and a Good Day to all.

Hey, Raggedy. Thanks for the duo, PA. Hmmm. There seems to be a dearth of birthday's today, and I couldn't find much by Denzel nor Maggie in the way of music.

It does seem, however, that Mr. Washington narrated a humorous background to B.B.King's John Henry. Talk about soul food, folks.

Here is one about the legendary John.

Bruce Springsteen

One, two, three
Well, John Henry was a little baby
Sittin' on his daddy's knee
He pick up a hammer and a little piece of steel,
And cried, "Hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord
Hammer's gonna be the death of me"

Now the captain he said to John Henry,
"I'm gonna bring that steam drill 'round
I'm gonna bring that steam drill out on these tracks
I'm gonna knock that steel on down, God, God
Gonna knock that steel on down"

John Henry told his captain,
"Lord, man ain't nothin' but a man
Before I let that steam drill beat me down
I'm gonna die with a hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord
Die with a hammer in my hand"


John Henry driving on the right side
That steam drill driving on the left
Says, "Before I'll let your steam drill beat me down
I'm gonna hammer myself to death, Lord, Lord
I'll hammer my fool self to death"

Well, captain said to John Henry,
"What is that storm I hear?"
John Henry said, "That ain't no storm
Captain, that's just my hammer in the air, Lord, Lord
That's just my hammer in the air"

John Henry said to his shaker
"Shaker, why don't you sing?
'Cause I'm swigin' thirty pounds from my hips on down
Yeah, listen to my cold steel ring, Lord, Lord
Listen to my cold steel ring"
Come on accordion now!


Now John Henry, he hammered in the mountains
His hammer was striking fire
But he worked so hard, he broke his heart
John Henry laid his hammer and died, Lord, Lord
John Henry laid down his hammer and died

Well, now John Henry, he had him a woman
By the name of Polly Ann
She walked down to those tracks, picked up John Henry's hammer
Polly drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord
Polly drove that steel like a man
Hey!

Well every, every Monday morning
When the bluebird he begin to sing
You can hear John Henry from a mile or more
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring
say it again!

So you can hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring
Come on! Woah!

letty :
you may have noticed that i called up the temp for FORT LAUDERDALE rather than DAYTONA BEACH .
next time i'll set you up in PALM BEACH - i'm sure you'll enjoy it there
would THE BREAKERS suit you ? all expenses paid , of course !
hbg

Beautiful, hbg. I haven't been swimming in the ocean for a long time, buddy, but if you're footing the bill to Palm Beach, I might consider taking a dip or two.

It is 81 degrees F here and people are all over the place on my section of the beach.

Hey, Irving Berlin says it best, Canada.

We're having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The temperature's rising,
It isn't surprising,
She certainly can can-can.
She started a heat wave
By letting her seat wave
In such a way that
The customers say that
She certainly can can-can.
Gee, her anatomy
Makes the mercury
Jump to ninety-three.
We're having a heat wave,
A tropical heat wave,
The way that she moves
That thermometer proves
That she certainly can can-can.

here it's about 32 degrees - oh , i see it's F ! and 0 C
but the day's are beginning to get longer ... spring is just arond the corner ... there are actually some green patches of the lawn peeking through the snow !
and here is TOMMY DORSEY AND HIS BAND to play :

Know that one, hbg, and many of us have decided it referred to Rudolph Valentino. In doing a quick search, I found that he did a movie in 1926 called The Moran of the Lady Letty. Hey, Canada, reincarnation may be real.

Here's a quick Rudolph thing that features The Son of Sheik

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OAlbfZRCvY

Goodnight, everyone. This song is one which we can all consider.


Bring Back the Magic

by Jimmy Buffett and Will Jennings

Chorus:
Nothing can tear you apart
When you keep living straight from the heart
Though you know that you're going to hurt some
The magic still comes
When you keep living straight from the heart
You will know when to stop and to start
When you see that no one really wins
Then the magic begins
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic
Beach combers ride
Oh children lost in the tide
Waves melt all castles of sand
Melt all castles of sand
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic
Red sky at night
Such a sailor's delight
Red sky at dawn
Gypsy song coming on
Song coming on
Chorus:
Nothing can tear you apart
When you keep living straight from the heart
Though you know that you're going to hurt some
The magic still comes
When you keep living straight from the heart
You will know when to stop and to start
When you see that no one really wins
Then the magic begins
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic
Bring back the magic
Don't make life so tragic

From Letty with love