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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 02:12 pm
News item:


Crazy Horse Monument Fundraising Begins

Published: 5/29/05








Crazy Horse Monument Fundraising Begins
AP - 5/29/05




CUSTER, S.D. (AP) - Nearly six decades have passed since work began on the Crazy Horse Memorial, a granite mountain being carved into a colossal sculpture of the Sioux warrior, arm outstretched toward his ancestral homeland, astride a stallion more than two football fields long.

When it's finished - and no one is predicting when that will be - the sculpture will be 563 feet high and 641 feet long. It will be taller than the Washington Monument, and so large that the four presidential heads on Mount Rushmore, 17 miles away, would fit inside the nine-story-high warrior's head.

for the Black Hills:

THE BLACK HILLS OF DAKOTA
Take me back to the Black Hills, the Black Hills of Dakota, to the beautiful Indian country that I love.
Lost my heart in the Black Hills, the Black Hills of Dakota
where the pines are so high that they kiss the sky above.
And when I get that lonesome feeling, and I'm miles away from home,
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains calling me back home.
So take me back to the Black Hills, the Black Hills of Dakota to the beautiful Indian country that I love.
And when I get that lonesome feeling, and I'm miles away from home,
I hear the voice of the mystic mountains calling me back home.
So take me back to the Black Hills, the Black Hills of Dakota, to the beautiful Indian country that I love.
To the beautiful Indian country that I love.
Take me back to the Black Hills, to the beautiful Indian country that I love...
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 03:04 pm
As many of you know I'm not a professional but my untutored logic tells me to place it under behavior modification. If there are any professional in the audience feel free to offer the correct treminology.


A man and his wife were spending the day at the zoo. She was
wearing a loose-fitting, pink dress - sleeveless with straps. He was
wearing
his usual jeans and T-shirt. As they walked through the ape exhibit,
they passed in front of a large, silverback gorilla. Noticing the wife,
the gorilla went crazy.

He jumped on the bars, and holding on with One hand and 2 feet he
grunted and pounded his chest with his free hand. He was obviously excited
at the pretty lady in the pink dress. The husband, noticing the
excitement, thought this was funny. He suggested that his wife tease the
poor
fellow some more by puckering her lips and wiggling her bottom. She played
along and the gorilla got even more excited, making noises that would
wake the dead. Then the husband suggested that she let one of her straps
fall to show a little more skin. She did, and the gorilla was about to tear
the bars down. "Now show your thighs and sort of fan your dress at
him," he said. This drove the gorilla absolutely crazy, and he started
doing
flips.

Then the husband grabbed his wife, ripped open the door to the
cage, flung her in with the gorilla and slammed the cage door shut. "Now,
tell
him you have a headache."
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 03:37 pm
Rocky Raccoon
(Lennon/McCartney)

Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn't like that
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon.

Rocky Raccoon checked into his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy.
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy.
Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot-he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner.

Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, Doc it's only a scratch
And I'll be better I'll be better doc as soon as I am able.

Now Rocky Raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 04:57 pm
Bob, hilarious. I do wonder if the lady in question had a chance to get her behavior modified. Come to think of it, listeners, there was a psychologist who worked with a gorilla named Sultan using behavior mod. Wonder if that was the same primate? I'll have to check that out. Very Happy

Ah, dj, Poor Rocky. Thanks for reminding me, Canada.

You're not going to believe this, listeners, but there really was a group of folks who trained animals to do stuff. They were the Breelands, I think, and their task was to teach a raccoon to put a token in a slot in order to get food. Alas, instinctual drift took over and the raccoon resorted to washing the token. Perhaps that was even dj's Rocky.

(edited to take the "re" out of "ah")
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 05:39 pm
warren's gorilla could use some behaviour modification

Gorilla, You're a Desperado
Warren Zevon

Big gorilla at the L.A. Zoo
Snatched the glasses right off my face
Took the keys to my BMW
Left me here to take his place

I wish the ape a lot of success
I'm sorry my apartment's a mess
Most of all I'm sorry if I made you blue
I'm betting the gorilla will, too

They say Jesus will find you wherever you go
But when He'll come looking for you, they don't know
In the mean time, keep your profile low
Gorilla, you're a desperado

He built a house on an acre of land
He called it Villa Gorilla Now
I hear he's getting divorced
Laying low at L'Ermitage, of course

Then the ape grew very depressed
Went through Transactional Analysis
He plays racquetball and runs in the rain
Still he's shackled to a platinum chain

Big gorilla at the L.A. Zoo
Snatched the glasses right off my face
Took the keys to my BMW
Left me here to take his place
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 06:51 pm
dj, you are absolutely amazing. Where in the world do you get those songs that are so very appropriate to the theme?

The only thing that I can think of is gorilla my dreams and that comes in a very poor second.

Well, listeners, we're still operating, but I do wish we would see our colorbook back in the studio. I'm certain Boo will be back one day and Panz along with that wonderful man who played the "telling" song.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 07:24 pm
Traditional, arranged
by Arlo Guthrie

Come all you old time cowboys
And listen to my song
Please do not grow weary
I'll not detain you long
Concerning some wild cowboys
Who did agree to go
And spend the summer pleasant
On the range of the buffalo.

Well I found myself in Griffin
In eighteen eighty-three
When a man by the name of Creagho
Come a'walkin' up to me
Sayin "How do you do young fella
And how'd you like to go
And spend the summer pleasant
On the range of the buffalo".

Well me being out of work right then
To that drover I did say
"My goin' out on the buffalo range
Depends upon the pay
But if you pay good wages,
Transportation to and fro
I think I might go with you
On the range of the Buffalo".

Well yes I pay good wages
And transportation too
If you'll agree to work for me
Until the season's through
But if you do get homesick
And you try and run away
You'll starve to death out on the trail
And you'll also lose your pay

Well with all the flatterin' talkin'
He signed up quite a train
Some ten or twelve in number
Of able bodied men
And our trip it was a pleasant one
Through all New Mexico
Until we crossed Pease River
On the range of the buffalo

It was there our pleasures ended
And our troubles all begun
A lightnin' storm come up on us
And made the cattle run
We got full of the stickers
On the cactus that did grow
And the outlaws waited to pick us off
In the hills of Mexico

Well the working season ended
But the drover would not pay
He said "You spent your money boys
You're all in debt to me".
But the cowboys never put much stock
In a thing like a bankrupt law
So we left the bastard's bones to bleach
On the range of the buffalo.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 07:52 pm
edgar, you do know how to feed those flower-fed buffalos.

Goodnight, my friends:



From Lady Day:


Johnny Mercer

Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is cool
The folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
PS I love you

Yesterday we had some rain
But all in all I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train
PS I love you

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able
They came around to call
And I burned a hole in the dining room table
Now let me think; I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close, but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 09:36 pm
Streets of Bakersfield - Buck Owens

I came here looking for something I couldn't find anywhere else
Well I don't wanna be nobody just want a chance to be myself
I've done a thousand miles of thumbin' yes I've worn blisters on my heels
Tryin' to find me something better on the streets of Bakersfield
You don't know me but you don't like me you say you careless how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield
[ guitar ]
Spent some time in San Francisco spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell I took fifteen dollars from that man
I left him my watch and my old house key I don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as he was sleeping and I headed out for Bakersfield
You don't know me...
How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield
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yitwail
 
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Reply Sun 29 May, 2005 10:33 pm
since i've been airborne most of today, i hope i'll be pardoned for adding a late note about the Crazy Horse memorial. the outstretched arm is supposed to dramatize the occasion when a white man taunted Crazy Horse, by asking him "where is your land," to which Crazy Horse replied, "my land is where my dead are buried." the catch is, traditional native Americans, like Crazy Horse, do not point with their fingers. even today, many Indians point using their chins or noses. so when completed, the memorial won't be historically accurate, however well-intentioned it may be.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 04:32 am
Good early morning WA2K audience.

edgar, that was a song that conjured up all sorts of images for me. Lately, folks, it seems that there are so many derelicts in my small community.(I say small, but I understand it's one of the fastest growing counties in Florida).

Yit, That's an amazing revelation about the amerinds. What a pity that such an undertaking will not be historically accurate.

This is my quiet time, folks:

Duke ellington / eddie delange / irving mills

In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by

In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die

I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad

In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear lord above
Send back my love

Said goodnight with Lady Day, and started the day with her mournful music.
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Cyracuz
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 05:31 am
Hello. Letty, do you know the school Phoenix east aviation? It's in Daytona beach.
My brother is attending this school, he's leaving for Miami in less than a month, and we were looking at maps to determine where it is. Can you give us some poiters? It's logical to assume that the scool is near an airport, but there were quite a few choises from what the map showed us.
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Letty
 
  1  
Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 05:42 am
Cyracuz, good morning.

I wish that I could help, Norway, but unfortunately I only have a nodding acquaintance with Embry-Riddle(sp) and that only through my dear friends here.

However, I found this:

http://www.pea.com/courses/accreditation.asp
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Cyracuz
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 05:45 am
Thaks Letty. Smile
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 06:16 am
It is always a pleasure to help out our friends of the North.

and for you, Cyracuz:


Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
>from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ah, ah,
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
>from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green,
Can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war.
We are your overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day
Despite of all your losing.

Sorry, but I have no idea who wrote that song, but it seemed appropriate at this time of day. <smile>
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 06:50 am
Shhhhh. My pal aggie's still asleep. Thought I'd sneak a birthday post before she throws the list up for your perusal. Don't tell her I did it.


Benny Goodman
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Benny Goodman, born Benjamin David Goodman, (May 30, 1909 - June 13, 1986) was a famous Jazz musician, known as "King of Swing," "Patriarch of the Clarinet," and "Swing's Senior Statesman".

Goodman was born in Chicago, the son of poor Jewish immigrants who lived on Chicago's Maxwell Street neighborhood. He learned to play clarinet in a charity-run boy's band. He became a strong player at an early age and began playing professionally in bands while still 'in short pants'.

His early influences were New Orleans jazz clarinetists in Chicago, notably Johnny Dodds, Leon Roppolo, and Jimmy Noone.

At the age of 16, Goodman joined one of Chicago's top bands, the Ben Pollack Orchestra, with whom he made his first recordings in 1926. He started making records under his own name 2 years later.

Goodman left for New York City and became a good session musician during the late 1920s and early 1930s. He made a reputation as a solid player who was prepared and reliable. He played with the nationally known bands of Red Nichols, Isham Jones, and Ted Lewis before forming his own band in 1932. In 1934 he auditioned for the "Let's Dance" radio program. Since he needed new charts every week for the show, his friend John Hammond suggested that he purchase some Jazz charts from Fletcher Henderson, who had New York's most popular African-American band in the 1920s and early 1930s.

The combination of the Henderson charts, his solid clarinet playing, and his well rehearsed band made him a rising star in the mid-1930s. However, it was not until after his fabled appearance at the Palomar Ballroom in Los Angeles on August 21, 1935 that Goodman became a nationally known star. His radio broadcasts from New York had been too late to attract a large audience on the East Coast, but had an avid following in California, and a wildly enthusiastic crowd for the first time greeted Goodman. This received national publicity and turned the Goodman Band into an overnight sensation. Some writers have declared this date to be the start of the Swing Era.

Many suggest that Goodman achieved the same success with Jazz and Swing that Elvis Presley did for Rock and Roll. Both popularized black music to a young white audience. It is true that many of Goodman's arrangements had been played for years before by Fletcher Henderson's Orchestra. While Goodman publicly acknowledged his debt to Henderson, many young white swing fans had never heard Henderson's band. It should be noted, however, that Goodman himself was no mere imitator; he was an astonishingly virtuosic and creative clarinetist, and one of the most innovative jazz musicians of the pre-Bebop era.

Goodman is also responsible for a significant step in racial integration in America. In the early 1930s, black and white jazz musicians could not play together in most clubs or concerts. In the Southern states, racial segregation was enforced by the Jim Crow laws. Benny Goodman broke with tradition by hiring Teddy Wilson to play with him and drummer Gene Krupa in the Benny Goodman Trio. In 1936, he added Lionel Hampton on vibes to form the Benny Goodman Quartette; in 1940 he added pioneering jazz guitarist Charlie Christian to his band and small ensembles, who played with him until his untimely death from tuberculosis less than two years later. Goodman's fame was great enough that his band had no financial need to tour in the southern states, where his lineup would have been subject to arrest. The integration of popular music happened 10 years before Jackie Robinson entered Major League Baseball.

Benny met Alice Hammond Duckworth, the sister of his friend John Hammond. After dating for about three months they got married on March 14, 1942. They had two daughters: Benjie and Rachel.

Depending on who you talk to, Goodman was a demanding taskmaster, or an arrogant martinet. Many musicians spoke of "The Ray", Goodman's trademark glare that he bestowed on a musician who failed to perform to his demanding standards. Musicians also told stories of Goodman's notorious cheapness, continuing to pinch pennies as he had in his poverty stricken youth long after he had attained fame and fortune.

Goodman continued his meteoric rise throughout the late 1930s with his big band, his trio and quartette, and a sextet. On January 16, 1938, his band made a famous appearance at Carnegie Hall. By the mid-1940s, big bands lost a lot of their popularity. Reasons include: talented musicians were entering the service, or getting better-paying factory jobs; gasoline and rubber rationing during WWII; two long musician recording strikes; the rise of popular singers like Frank Sinatra; the restriction of agents' commissions to 15%, which made promoting small groups more profitable for them.

Goodman continued to play on records and in small groups. Periodically he would organize a new band and play a Jazz festival or go on an international tour. He continued to play the clarinet until his death in New York City at the age of 77.

Benny Goodman is interred in the Long Ridge Cemetery, Stamford, Connecticut.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benny_Goodman
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 07:19 am
Bob, great background for Benny. In searching through our archives, looking for the lyrics to "It Had to be You", I found this hilarious parody:

Artist: Lyrics
Song: It Had to Be You Lyrics

GUS:
It had to be me, that had to get you.
I stand five foot ten, a man among men,
but you're seven two.
I meet lots of girls when I make the rounds,
but none are like you,
seven foot two, seventy pounds.
But you make me thrill, and you always will.
I realize Betty you look like spaghetti,
but what can I do?
It's your fingertips that I adore,
when you stand up, they touch the floor.
It had to be you, wonderful you, seven foot two.

But here IS one that I know without the research:

Well you met someone who set you back on your heels,
Goody, goody.
Well you met someone and now you know how it feels
Goody, goody.
You gave him your heart, too.
Just as I gave mind to you.
And you tore it in little pieces,
Now how do you do.
Well, you lie awake asingin' the blues all night
Goody, goody.
And you think that love's a barrel of dynamite.
Hurrah and hallelujah
You had it comin' to ya.
Goody, goody for him
Goody, goody for me
And I hope you're satisfied you rascal you.

Wow that songs really swings, does it not, listeners?
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 07:41 am
Mule skinner blues

Good mornin' captain, good mornin' shine
Good mornin' captain, good mornin' shine
Do you need another mule skinner,
Workin' on your new road line?

My line's been rollin'
I'm rollin' all the time
My line is work
I'm rollin? all the time
I can carve my initials (ha!)
On an old mule's behind

I said hey, little waterboy (hey!)
Bring that water bucket 'round
(bring it 'round, bring it 'round, bring it 'round, bring it 'round)
I said hey, little waterboy
Bring that water bucket 'round
And if you don't like your job
Shut that water bucket down

Good morning captain, good mornin' shine
Good morning captain, good mornin' shine
Do you need another mule skinner,
Workin' on your new road line?

Well I like to work,
I'm rollin' all the time
Well I like to work,
I'm rollin' all the time
I can carve my initials
On an old mule's behind

I said, good mornin' captain
Good mornin' captain
I said good mornin' captain
Mornin' captain
Said good mornin' captain
Mornin' captain
I said good mornin' captain
Mornin' captain
Mornin' captain
Mornin' captain
Working on your new road line
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 07:55 am
Well, all, I see dys is up and about like a mule chewing on green briars. Hey! What is a mule skinner?

Dulcimer tab for this song is also available


Erie Canal (Mule Named Sal)
(THomas S. Allen)

I've got an old mule and her name is Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
She's a good old worker and a good old pal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
We've hauled some barges in our day
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay
And we know every inch of the way
From Albany to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge for we're coming to a town
And you'll always know your neighbor
And you'll always know your pal
If you've ever navigated on
The Erie Canal

We'd better look around for a job, old gal
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal
You bet your life I wouldn't part with Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
Giddap there gal, we've passed that lock
We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock
One more trip and then we'll go
Right back home to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, I've the finest mule in town.
Once a man named Mike McGinty
Tried to put it over Sal
Now he's way down on the bottom of
The Erie Canal

Oh, where would I be if I lost my pal?
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal
Oh, I'd like to see a mule as good as Sal
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal
A friend of mine once made her sore
Now, he's got a broken jaw
'Cause she let fly with her iron toe
And kicked him into Buffalo.

Low bridge, everybody down,
Low bridge, I've the finest mule in town.
If yo're looking for trouble
Better stay away from Sal
She's the only fightin' donkey on the Erie Canal

I don't want to call when I want my Sal
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal
She trots from her stall like a good old gal,
Fifteen years on the Erie Canal
I eat my meals with Sal each day,
I eat beef and she eats hay
She ain't so slow if you want to know
She put the "Buff" in Buddalo.

Low bridge, everybody down,
Low bridge, I've the finest mule in town
Eats a bale of hay for dinner
And on top of that, my Sal
Tries to drink up all the water in the Erie Canal
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Mon 30 May, 2005 08:25 am
Good Morning All.

Great bio on Benny Goodman, Bob. (by the way, your shhhh, woke me up) Laughing

Where does Letty find those hilarious parodies?

And the birthday celebs for May 30 are:

1672 Peter I (Peter the Great), czar and emperor of Russia (Moscow, Russia; died 1725)
1846 Peter Carl Fabergé, goldsmith/jeweler (St. Petersburg, Russia; died 1920)
1896 Howard Hawks, director (Goshen, IN; died 1977) Bringing Up Baby; Red River; To Have and Have Not; Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, I Was a Male War Bride, etc.
1901 Cornelia Otis Skinner Chicago IL, writer (When Our Hearts Were Young & Gay) died 1979 (quote: Women's virtue is man's greatest invention.)
1909 Benny Goodman, bandleader/musician (Chicago, IL; died 1986)
1912 Julian Symons, mystery writer/poet/critic (London, England; died 1994)
1912 Hugh Griffith, Anglesey Wales, actor, died 1980 (Ben Hur, Tom Jones, Mutiny on the Bounty, Oliver!)
1923 Jimmy Lydon, Harrington Park NJ, actor (Richard-Love That Jill) Lydon hit his stride in the Henry Aldrich B movie series of the early 1940s. After working increasingly in television in the early 1950s, Lydon turned to production roles, helping to creating M*A*S*H and 77 Sunset Strip.
1926 Christine Jorgensen pioneer transsexual , died, cancer, 1989
1927 Clint Walker, actor (Hartford, IL) (Cheyenne, TV; Dirty Dozen)
1936 Keir Dullea, actor (Cleveland, OH)
1939 Michael J. Pollard, actor (Passaic, NJ); The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis TV 1959; Bonnie and Clyde; Little Fauss and Big Halsy
1943 Gale Sayers, football player (Wichita, KS)
1953 Colm Meaney, actor (Dublin, Ireland)
1963 Lisa Kudrow, actress (Encino, CA)

http://www.ericenders.com/images/pollard.jpghttp://www.nndb.com/people/120/000063928/griffith-face.jpg
http://www.fiftiesweb.com/tv/clint-walker-1.jpghttp://www-music.duke.edu/jazz_archive/artists/goodman.benny/03/91.JPG
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