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Nanu nanu.

Colours - Donovan

Yellow is the colour of my true love's hair
In the mornin' when we rise,
In the mornin' when we rise,
That's the time, that's the time,
I love the best.
Blue's the colour of the sky
In the mornin' when we rise,
In the mornin' when we rise.
in the mornin' when we rise.
That's the time, that's the time
I love the best.
Green's the colour of the sparklin' corn
In the mornin' when we rise,
In the mornin' when we rise.
in the mornin' when we rise.
That's the time, that's the time
I love the best.
Mellow is the feeling that I get
when I see her, mm hmm,
when I see her, uh huh.
That's the time, that's the time
I love the best.
Freedom is a word I rarely use
Without thinkin', mm hmm,
Without thinkin', mm hmm,
Of the time, of the time
When I've been loved.

Get Off Of My Cloud - The Rolling Stones

[Written by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards]

I live in an apartment
On the ninety-ninth floor of my block
And I sit at home looking out the window
Imagining the world has stopped
Then in flies a guy
Who's all dressed up like a Union Jack
And says, I've won five pounds
If I have his kind of detergent pack

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby

The telephone is ringing
I say, "Hi, it's me. Who is there on the line"
A voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you"
Well, I guess I'm doin' fine
He says, "It's three a.m.
There's too much noise
Don't you people ever wanna go to bed
Just 'cause you feel so good
Do you have to drive me out of my head"

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby

I was sick and tired
Fed up with this
And decided to take a drive downtown
It was so very queit and peaceful
There was nobody
Not a soul around
I laid myself out
I was so tired
And I started to dream
In the morning the parking tickets
Were just like a flag stuck on my window screen

I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd
On my cloud, baby
I says, Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Hey! You! Get off of my cloud
Don't hang around 'cause two's a crowd

Since it's lovely Squinney's birthday today, I remembered this song by Cliff Richard

The young ones,
Darling we're the young ones,
And young ones shouldn't be afraid.

To live, love
While the flame is strong,
For we won't be the young ones very long.

Tomorrow,
Why wait till tomorrow,
Tomorrow sometimes never comes.
Love, me,
There's a song to be sung
And the best time is to sing while we're young.

Once in every lifetime
Comes a love like this.
I need you and you need me.
Oh my darling can't you see.
Young dreams
Should be dreamed together,
Young hearts shouldn't be afraid.
And some day when the years have flown
Darling, this will teach the young ones of our own.
The young ones
Darling, we're the young ones
The young ones
Darling, we're the young ones.

[Adding that I only listened to Cliff Richard partly, because I was great fan of the Shadows - but that tune above is quite nice, I think.]

Good words. I don't know the song, but I'm sure I would like to hear it.

Good morning, WA2K radio audience. It seems that Letty over slept and has been remiss in her duty. I need to catch up with all the singing and activities that have been going on in the studio.

Back later, folks, with a clearer head and other songs and items of interest.

I listened to the songs in my head, folks, and dj's "This Little Light of Mine " reminds me of all the children's songs that we used to sing, including "Brighten the Corner Where you Are". I remember thinking that the lyrics were "...bright IN the corner where you are...." . Ah, the mind of a child.

Walter, it's squinney's birthday? Marvelous and I'll check out the appropriate celebration later.

Raggedy, I recognized 90% of your celebs, and who doesn't remember the Live Long and Prosper Man. My, my. Robert Frost and Tennessee Williams share the same birthday.

Off all things, my postman has become the weather man in Diane's absence, and says that there is a big spring storm headed our way.

Walter, this news article was a bit of a surprise:

News > By Category > International News

Poll: Some Germans Want Berlin Wall Back

Published: 3/26/05






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BERLIN (AP) - Fifteen years after the Berlin Wall fell, 24 percent of west Germans surveyed said they wanted it back, according to a poll published Saturday.

Germany has poured some $2 trillion into rebuilding the former East Germany, after the collapse of its communist regime led to reunification in 1990. But the east still lags economically, however, and is often blamed for Germany's big budget deficits and lagging growth.

When asked "would it be better if the wall between east and west still stood?" some 12 percent of easterners agreed, according to results from the Forsa poll reported in the Berliner Morgenpost newspaper. The paper did not say how many people were glad the wall was gone.

Berlin residents, whose city was divided in 1961 when communist authorities in the east built the wall to keep people from fleeing to the west, were less likely to wish for its return. Only 11 percent in former West Berlin and 8 percent in former East Berlin wanted the wall back.

Stereotypes and resentment persist on both sides of the former divide, with some westerners regarding easterners as backward and inclined to self-pity, while easterners sometimes look at westerners as bossy know-it-alls.

Some of those stereotypes came through in the poll, with 58 percent of West Berliners agreeing that "east Germans are inclined to pity themselves" and 47 percent of East Berliners agreeing that "west Germans conquered the former East Germany in colonial style."

The report said 2,000 people in Berlin and the surrounding Brandenburg region were polled, as well as an unspecified number of people across all Germany. No margin of error was given.

Thank you all for the music and the remembrances.

The figures didn't vary significantly from the last poll, done in September 2004.

I hate Donovan. Yech. "They call me mellow yellow...." Yuck.

I thought Donovan was wonderful in his folk singer days

A memory from 1960 regarding Robert Frost (I hope an accurate memory; sometimes things that you are sure happened either didn't happen at all or were very different).
Johnboy would have been almost 14 and was watching the inauguration of John Kennedy as President. Robert Frost was at the lectern attempting to read a poem he had written (for the occasion?). But the sun was very bright and Frost was very old, and he was having trouble reading the words on the paper in front of him. It was an awkward moment, obviously not anticipated, and the dignitaries sat, frozen until JFK rose and used his hand (or his hat?) to shade the sun from Frost's piece of paper.

Walter, If I'm not mistaken, Kennedy didn't quite get this quote right:

"Ich bin ein Berliner."

Well, my goodness, McTag. I thought you were in Scotland watching your son performance. Are you back with a "yuk" or have you not yet left?

Hey, Virginia John. Neither Sandburg nor Frost ever read their own poetry well, but the one to which your refer is:

The Gift Outright

The land was ours before we were the land's.
She was our land more than a hundred years
Before we were her people. She was ours
In Massachusetts, in Virginia,
But we were England's, still colonials,
Possessing what we still were unpossessed by,
Possessed by what we now no more possessed.
Something we were withholding made us weak
Until we found out that it was ourselves
We were withholding from our land of living,
And forthwith found salvation in surrender.
Such as we were we gave ourselves outright
(The deed of gift was many deeds of war)
To the land vaguely realizing westward,
But still unstoried, artless, unenhanced,
Such as she was, such as she would become.

-- Robert Frost




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Written in 1942, recited at JFK's inauguration in 1961.

Panz, I simply can't recall ever hearing Donovan, and a bit of digging through the archives didn't seem to help.

Make that son's. Too lazy to edit.

Mellow Yellow is not particularly good, but there is much that is wonderful in Donovan's work.

Well, listeners, While I wait for a response from England and Germany, here is an interesting observation:

Thought for Today: ``Life is denied by lack of attention, whether it be to cleaning windows or trying to write a masterpiece.'' - Nadia Boulanger, French music teacher (1887-1979).

Well, audience, I'm certain Bob will be here later on to tell us about how well Billy Joel was accepted. <smile>

(A headline scrolling across my news ticker that I would just as soon not know any more about: Sales fall at Wendy's after finger found).

Letty, my love. Your faithful Bob is here to tell you Piano Man went well. The surprise of the evening was Ghost Riders in the Sky. They loved it. George, the owner of the corner cafe showed up with his two daughters and a couple of their friends. I'd heard him before and he's a good singer. One of his daughters Gina has a wonderful voice. After she sang I cmplimented her and gave her some tips. Her voice had been fluctuating caused by her not holding the mike in the same position. Sean, the guy who runs the karaoke, and I have a new approach. I make out a bundle of slips and tell him to choose whichever he wants next. That way he want a slow romantic song or a fast peppy one to wake the people up. A fun night.

So on a fun theme let's listen to The Carpenters

Jambalaya lyrics

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou
His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibadaux, Fountaineaux the place is buzzin'
Kin-folk come, to see Yvonne, by the dozen
Dressed in style, they go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town get him a pirogue
And he'll catch all the fish on the bayou
Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou
Jambalaya......repeat the 4 lines upto .. on the bayou

Wonderful, Bob. Working a mike is an art from in itself. Amazing that your audience loved Ghost Riders. I never hear that song that I don't think of Bierce's short story "Horseman in the Sky." I had no idea that The Carpenters did Jambalaya. I thought that was a Hank original.

Really, boy. <smile> That odd occurrence gives new meaning to finger sandwiches, no?