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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 05:46 pm
edgar, that song by Carl Perkins is familiar, but it's not my "all alone" song. Thanks for the update on Everybody Loves Raymond, but I have never seen that TV show.

Our Francis has a lovely tour of his trip to London going. Later I will be back and tell you where you can see the travelogue.

ehBeth also has pictures of the New York gathering. What fun, right listeners?
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 06:18 pm
I know your song, Letty, but I wanted to tune you in to one you might not have been familiar with. T Texas Tyler, among others recorded,

When you're all alone and blue
No one to tell your troubles to
Remember me
I'm the one who loves you.

I did that from memory, don't recall all the words.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 06:36 pm
when this old world lets you down,
Not a true love can be found,
Remember me, I'm the one who loves you.

And through all kinds of weather,
You'll find I'll never change.
Through the sunshine and the shadows,
I'll always be the same.

(modulate up a half step)

We're together right or wrong,
Where you go I'll tag along.
Remember me,
I'm the one
Who loves you.

YeeHaw, I remember it, listeners.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 07:15 pm
A goodnight song from Letty:




A sleepy lagoon, a tropical moon and two on an island,
A sleepy lagoon and two hearts in tune in some lullabyland,
The fireflies gleam, reflect in the stream, they sparkle and shimmer,
A star from on high, falls out of the sky, and slowly grows dimmer,

The leaves from the trees, all dance in the breeze, and float on the ripples,
Im lost in the spell, that nightingales tell of roses and dew,
The memory of, this moment of love, will haunt me forever,
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon, and you.

Stand still, oh heaven and earth and river, stand still, oh time in your endless flight.
If love can but command, the moon will stand , the sun wont wake,
The day wont break, and it will always be tonight.

The leaves from the trees, all dance in the breeze, and float on the ripples,
Im lost in the spell, that nightingales tell of roses and dew,
The memory of, this moment of love, will haunt me forever,
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon, and you
Platters

Goodnight, WA2K friends and staff.
From Letty with love.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 07:22 pm
I love the pictures of the A2K travellers. Very Happy

This morning I couldn't get this tune out of my head. I guess Bing brought it to mind. Anyway, I was trying to think of more lyrics, but discovered there are only two verses (if the internet is correct)

Irving Berlin:

All alone, I'm so all alone
There is no one else but you
All alone by the telephone
Waiting for a ring, a ting-a-ling

I'm all alone every evening
All alone, feeling blue
Wond'ring where you are and how you are
And if you are all alone too

<instrumental>

I wonder where you are (remember me) and how you are (remember me)
And if you are (I love you) all alone (I love you) too
NOTE: Backup in final stanza is a soprano
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 07:54 pm
Raggedy
I love Bing Crosby too.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 08:11 pm
JIG-SAW PUZZLE
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

There's a tramp sittin' on my doorstep
Tryin' to waste his time
With his methylated sandwich
He's a walking clothesline
And here comes the bishop's daughter
On the other side
She looks a trifle jealous
She's been an outcast all her life

Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Oh the gangster looks so fright'ning
With his luger in his hand
But when he gets home to his children
He's a family man
But when it comes to the nitty-gritty
He can shove in his knife
Yes he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life

Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Oh the singer, he looks angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player, he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer, he's so shattered
Trying to keep on time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all thier lives

Me, I'm waiting so patiently
Lying on the floor
I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore

Oh, there's twenty-thousand grandmas
Wave their hankies in the air
All burning up their pensions
And shouting, "It's not fair!"
There's a regiment of soldiers
Standing looking on
And the queen is bravely shouting,
"What the hell is going on?"

With a blood-curdling "tally-ho"
She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandmas who
With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!"

Me, I'm just waiting so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains anymore
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 08:26 pm
Oh good, Edgar. I was beginning to feel all alone with Bing out there.

I never heard Jig-Saw Puzzle. I always liked Moonlight Mile by the Stones.

Jig-saw Puzzle made me think of "tangled up" for some reason. (lol)

Harry Chapin (I like everything Chapin has done, too.)

I'm a tangled up puppet,
Spinning round in knots,
And the more I see what I used to be,
The less of you I've got.
There was a time that you curled up in my lap; like a child
You'd cling to me smiling, yours eyes wide and wild
Now you slip through my arms, wave a passing hello
Twist away and toss a kiss, laughing as you go
You used to say 'Read me a story and sing me songs of love'
For you were Princess Paradise like your wings of a dove
Now I chase you and tease you trying to remake you my own
But you just turn away and say 'please leave me alone.'
And I'm a tangled up puppet
All hanging in your strings
I'm a butterfly in a spider's web
Fluttering my wings
And the more that I keep dancing
And spinning round in knots
The more I see what I used to be
And the less of you I've got
You are a drawer full of makeup and rinses and things
You keep changing your moods like your earrings and rings
But tonight while we played tag for five minutes in the yard
Just for a moment I caught you off guard
But now you write your secret poems
In a room just for your dreams
You don't find time to talk to me
About the things you mean
And what I mean is--I have watched you take shape from a jumble of parts
And find the grace and form of a fine work of art
Hey, you, my brand new woman, newly come into your own
Don't you know that you don't need to grow up all alone
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 08:33 pm
Where the blue of the night meets the gold of the day
Someone waits for me;
And the gold of her hair crowns the blue of her eyes
Like a halo tenderly;

If only I could see her,
Oh how happy I would be;
Where the blue of the night meets the gold of the day
Someone waits for me.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Mon 2 May, 2005 09:00 pm
<sigh>
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 05:02 am
Good morning listeners. Got up early this morning and watched Carousel. The dancing impressed me as much as the singing. Agnes deMille who did the choreography for Broadway was not used for the film but it was energetic and fluid. It remains one of my favorite films.

RODGERS AND HAMMERSTEIN'S CAROUSEL
1956
20th Century Fox


Director Henry King brought the Richard Rodgers-Oscar Hammerstein II musical "Carousel" to the screen with all of its heartbreak and whimsy, and using a combination of fanciful studio sets and location shots, managed to create a musical that is pure fantasy but has an edge of reality to it. Reuniting "Oklahoma" stars Shirley Jones and Gordon MacRae (subbing for Frank Sinatra, who objected to filming two versions of the film: one in Cinemascope, the other in full frame), "Carousel" is a joyous celebration of song and hope. Set in a small fishing village in Maine, "Carousel" stars MacRae as Billy Bigelow, a womanizing carny barker who sets his sights on young Julie (Shirley Jones). For Julie, it's love at first sight, and before long, she's Mrs. Billy Bigelow. It doesn't take much longer before Julie is with child, and desperate for money, Billy agrees to join a shady friend in a robbery. The robbery goes south, and Billy is fatally stabbed in the process. His death doesn't come as much of a surprise, because as "Carousel" begins, Billy is in heaven, quietly polishing stars when he's advised that his family needs his help back on Earth. Billy tells the story of his life in order to receive a one-day pass back to Earth so he can help his young daughter Louise cope with her tough life. MacRae and Jones are sensational together, even though you get the feeling MacRae is trying to capture the flavor of Sinatra in his performance. I thoroughly admire Jones, who also starred in another of my favorite musicals ("The Music Man"). She's one Partridge who'll always have a soft place in my nest. I liked the film version because King deftly mixed obvious indoor sets with outdoor locations, and even though the contrast is jarring, it creates a visual connection that totally works for the film. It's what I like to call real movie magic, and its use here casts a spell over the viewer that is intoxicating.


If I Loved You

* Music by Richard Rodgers and Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II



If I loved you
Time and again I would try to say,
All I'd want you to know.
If I loved you,
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go
Longing to tell you
But afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances
Pass me by
Soon you'd leave me,
Off you would go
In the mist of day
Never, never to know
How I loved you
If I loved you.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 05:07 am
I've watched Carousel about once a year for several years. Much of the storyline is disturbing, but, I grew up in a world in which such happenings are bordering the norm.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 05:44 am
Hi edgar. The film version was lightened from the Broadway version but it is cetainly depressing to start off knowing the hero is dead.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 06:13 am
Tuned in to hear one of my all-time favorite musicals being discussed. I, too, was disappointed that Billy Bigelow was such an unsavory character, but my mother explained the reasoning behind the character when we first saw the stage musical. "Carousel" was based upon Ferenc Molnar's 1921 fantasy, "Liliom", a play set in Budapest and later filmed with Burgess Meredith in the lead. Rogers and Hammerstein didn't want to make too many revisions in the play - probaby the only change was moving the location from Budapest to New England.

I had the original B'way recording of Carousel with John Raitt in the Billy Bigelow role, and saw him when the show toured, and could not imagine anyone else playing Billy. There was much talk about Sinatra wanting the movie role, but I enjoyed McCrea in the movie, and thought he did a fine job on "Soliloquy". Carousel is one movie version of a stage musical that I thought was an improvement - sound effects of the stars tinkling, the magnificent Jacques Dambois ballet, the boat race, the clambake - etc. And only two songs from the original were omitted from the movie.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 06:28 am
Some persons see Carousel as somehow justifying abusive husbands. I don't see it that way, but, there are more than a few who do.
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 06:28 am
Good morning WA2K and Carousel lovers. I know that our audience appreciates the discussion and insights concerning that great musical.
I, for one, thoroughly enjoyed it, because there is so much that I can't remember. That's one of the movies that my sister insisted on taking me to see and musicals were not my thing when I was little. Isn't that odd?

News item:





NANTAHALA NATIONAL FOREST, N.C. (AP) - Demand for ramps - a wild leek prized for its strong flavor - is expanding far from the mountains, propelled by a craze for regional and seasonal food. So great is the appeal that officials are trying to limit the annual harvest.

Beginning next year, civic groups that pick wild ramps for spring festivals will have to abide by new National Forest Service rules that dictate where and how to pick the plants as well as levy a 50-cent-a-pound fee.

The reason: the government worries that big digs of ramps are straining natural populations. A Forest Service researcher eager to help preserve the festivals is accompanying the civic groups on this year's digs to get a better handle on the true toll from their hauls.

"If we don't figure out a way to manage them, they'll be gone," researcher Jim Chamberlain said. "If there are no more ramps, there will be no more ramp festivals."

People in North Carolina still hike miles to pick enough ramps - which taste like a mix of garlic and scallions - for special suppers during the four weeks or so that the plants show themselves each spring.

In addition to other rules, the Forest Service says groups digging for festivals will not be allowed to take more than half of the plants they find in every square foot of a ramp patch.

Volunteer firehouses, rescue squads and civic groups have long staged annual ramp festivals to raise money for community causes. Organizers of the biggest festivals collectively pick more than 3,000 pounds of ramps each year, Chamberlain estimates. It takes 40 to 80 plants to make a pound.

Ramps range naturally from Canada to North Georgia and west to Missouri and Minnesota. In Southern Appalachian, ramps are found in rich moist cove hardwood forests, and prefer elevations above 3,500 feet.

But demand for ramps is expanding far from the mountains, fueled by a desire for fresh, interesting ingredients. Martha Stewart gushes over ramps. Urban dwellers look for them in upscale produce markets and in chic restaurants.

In 2002, ramps became so popular that the National Park Service banned ramp collecting in the Great Smoky Mountains for fear they would be harvested out of existence.

There are so many names for the wild onion. Anyone recall the fairy tale Rapunzel? Well, folks, that was an alternative name for rampion and leeks.

What's happening in your neighborhood today?
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 07:12 am
Well, Diane and dys aren't really in my nieghborhood (that will happen from forthcoming Friday onwards :wink: ), but since they are in Amsterdam by now, we spoke here about caroussels and listen to the best radio on this site:

The Dutch Organ Center's Midi Jukebox
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 07:24 am
My word, Walter. That is a wonderful Midi Jukebox. I listened to a couple of songs, but the liteCavalry was not the one that I recall. The spring thing was very familiar, however. The rest were ones that most of us here probably know.

Listeners, isn't it interesting how our tastes change over the years?

I was musing last evening about how my life has been divided into segments. How about yours?
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 07:46 am
There's always a surprise sitting buried in my e-mail. What was not a surprise is that this came from my ex. Rather than trashing it as I should I decided to share it with with the women in our audience so they could feel justified in their evaluation of the other sex.

Men are like....

1. Men are like ........Laxatives ...... They irritate the **** out of you.
2. Men are like .......Bananas ...... The older they get, the less firm they are.
3. Men are like ........Weather ..... Nothing can be done to change them.
4. Men are like .......Blenders .... You need one, but you're not quite sure why.
5. Men are like ......Chocolate Bars ... Sweet, smooth, & they usually head right for your hips.
6. Men are like ....Commercials ...... You can't believe a word they say.
7. Men are like ...Department Stores ..... Their clothes are always 1/2 off.
8. Men are like ........Government Bonds ..... They take soooooooo long to mature.
9. Men are like ......Mascara ...... They usually run at the first sign of emotion.
10. Men are like .......Popcorn ..... They satisfy you, but only for a little while.
11. Men are like .... Snowstorms ..... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.
12. Men are like ........Lava Lamps .... Fun to look at, but not very bright.
13. Men are like ...Parking Spots ....... All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Tue 3 May, 2005 07:53 am
When you have some time, Edgar, you might find this interesting. It's about the original upon which Carousel was based. I was wrong about Burgess Meredith being in it unless he was in a later version.

http://www.angelfire.com/movies/davesothermovielog/liliom.htm

I did not like "Billy Bigelow".

Yes, Letty, lives made up of segments, and one big carousel ride. Very Happy

ALL MY LIFE'S A CIRCLE
Harry Chapin


All my life's a circle;
Sunrise and sundown;
Moon rolls thru the nighttime;
Till the daybreak comes around.

All my life's a circle;
But I can't tell you why;
Season's spinning round again;
The years keep rollin' by.

It seems like I've been here before;
I can't remember when;
But I have this funny feeling;
That we'll all be together again.
No straight lines make up my life;
And all my roads have bends;
There's no clear-cut beginnings;
And so far no dead-ends.

Chorus:

I found you a thousand times;
I guess you done the same;
But then we lose each other;
It's like a children's game;

As I find you here again;
A thought runs through my mind;
Our love is like a circle;
Let's go 'round one more time.

Circle Game - Joni Mitchell

Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him,
Take your time, it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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