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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 02:34 pm
@edgarblythe,
Thanks, edgar. Never heard that one by Glen. The Hand That Rocks the Cradle does indeed rule the world.

How about a work song. (thanks to edgar, it worked)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i23spt2moUA&feature=related
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 02:35 pm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KPCJV-o5BWA
And El Matador by the Kingston Trio
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urs53
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 02:43 pm
Found this on youtube... The Boss in Berlin playing with a couple of German musicians. I like it! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zgo6mNkCDq4
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 02:46 pm
I know Work Song. It's great, but nothing like any sounds I hear at my job.
Ah, the Boss. Hi, urs.
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 02:58 pm
edgar, El Matador by The Kingston Trio was fabulous. Thanks, buddy.

Urs, Once again our radio station has the pleasure of your company. Hungry Heart by the boss is fantastic. Thanks gal.

Well, everything is clear now, and on a clear day you can see forever.

Remembering George Shearing at The Embers in NYC

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2TOCd4SEdM&feature=related
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 04:36 pm
On a Clear Day - You can hear Cotton Patch Rag.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luozLNLpcSk
Letty
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 04:54 pm
@edgarblythe,
Liked that fiddle playing, edgar.

and, y'all, on a clear day you can SEE and hear Cotton Eyed Jo.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VyKhcWiG8vQ&feature=related
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 05:02 pm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkKuhOkg1sI
And old Cotton Eyed Joe undoubted knows the Orange Blossom Special
Letty
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 05:30 pm
@edgarblythe,
Wonder if Joe know Porter and Jerry, edgar?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCE48O6U4Yw

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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 06:22 pm
Jerry gots lots of enthusiasm.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxmaVc6WfQA
Rod Stewart sings he was only joking.
Letty
 
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Reply Thu 29 Apr, 2010 06:58 pm
@edgarblythe,
I hope he was, edgar. That's not one of his better songs.

Time for me to say goodnight, and I'm so glad that we have stayed on the air. Thanks, Texas.

This song was originally called Music From Beyond the Moon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecrE80rnjhw

Miss our animals.

Wherever you are,

From Letty with love.

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Barry The Mod
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 12:47 am
Morning Ms Letty,Ed and all WA2K folks.Written by Billy Joel,sung here by Fyfe Dangerfield.Was only gonna post the song BUT the ad is so good!....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYOsWWKHZVw
She's Always A Woman.
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Barry The Mod
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 01:27 am
Next up is a Phil Spector classic.I did this last night going to work.I got soaked!....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpMTpLW3rgY
The Ronettes.
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Barry The Mod
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 02:07 am
Time to climb the apples with a fave song of mine done by my birthday boy....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5u5LZ-DN3iA
Happy birthday Willie,77 today.
Letty
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 07:34 am
@Barry The Mod,
Good morning Brit How Are you? (one of my favs by Willie.) Loved You are Always on my mind, however.

Enjoyed She's Always a Woman, but the Rain song sounded as though the Ronettes were drowning, London.

Today is Cleopatra Madonna Higgins birthday. She's from Manchester. Here's a song by her, folks.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6HhZEu5uus&feature=related

For some reason, I'm thinking of William Blake today.

Quote:

Every morn and every night.
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not through the eye
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light
To those poor souls who dwell in night,
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.

He was a mystic poet and a painter. That was a surprise.

Thinking of Lon Cheney today as well, so here is a tribute to that man of a thousand faces.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhC7fK9ui2g

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Francis
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 08:22 am
Letty
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 08:41 am
@Francis,
Hello, Francis. Loved that one by Lionel. The lyrics are marvelous. I recall so long ago on the radio I asked you about Offenbach. I referred to La Belle Helene, but this one brings back some memories as well.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSLEKooD-rY&feature=fvw
Francis
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 08:52 am
@Letty,
That's dear to my heart, Miss Letty..
Letty
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 09:14 am
@Francis,
Mine as well, Francis. So many of us here think with our heart instead of our head, but today when my older sister wanted to know the meaning of the Whiffenpoof Song, I had to think with my head, and was this ever a surprise.

First the song, y'all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jl26cvuuXC8

Now the surprise. It's a parody on this fellow's poem.

To the legion of the lost ones, to the cohort of the damned,
To my brethren in their sorrow overseas,
Sings a gentleman of England cleanly bred, machinely crammed,
And a trooper of the Empress, if you please.
Yea, a trooper of the forces who has run his own six horses,
And faith he went the pace and went it blind,
And the world was more than kin while he held the ready tin,
But to-day the Sergeant's something less than kind.
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way,
Baa! Baa! Baa!
We're little black sheep who've gone astray,
Baa--aa--aa!
Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree,
Damned from here to Eternity,
God ha' mercy on such as we,
Baa! Yah! Bah!

Oh, it's sweet to sweat through stables, sweet to empty kitchen slops,
And it's sweet to hear the tales the troopers tell,
To dance with blowzy housemaids at the regimental hops
And thrash the cad who says you waltz too well.
Yes, it makes you cock-a-hoop to be "Rider" to your troop,
And branded with a blasted worsted spur,
When you envy, O how keenly, one poor Tommy being cleanly
Who blacks your boots and sometimes calls you "Sir".

If the home we never write to, and the oaths we never keep,
And all we know most distant and most dear,
Across the snoring barrack-room return to break our sleep,
Can you blame us if we soak ourselves in beer?
When the drunken comrade mutters and the great guard-lantern gutters
And the horror of our fall is written plain,
Every secret, self-revealing on the aching white-washed ceiling,
Do you wonder that we drug ourselves from pain?

We have done with Hope and Honour, we are lost to Love and Truth,
We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung,
And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth.
God help us, for we knew the worst too young!
Our shame is clean repentance for the crime that brought the sentence,
Our pride it is to know no spur of pride,
And the Curse of Reuben holds us till an alien turf enfolds us
And we die, and none can tell Them where we died.
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way,
Baa! Baa! Baa!
We're little black sheep who've gone astray,
Baa--aa--aa!
Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree,
Damned from here to Eternity,
God ha' mercy on such as we,
Baa! Yah! Bah!

Rudyard Kipling

Love it!

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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 30 Apr, 2010 11:55 am
Music from beyond my one and only love is a good un, letty. I enjoyed the Ronnettes Rain. Been years since I last herd it.
 

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