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Oh no, sweet Letty, that song was NOT directed at you but at Rosebud, encouraging her to get a little backbone and fight back, whether toward her suitor or toward the world. Plus, girlfights are usually hilarious.

And yes, I guess the bitch inside still has something to say. I'm glad she's there.

I know, Diane. I was just clowin' around. Our audience understands that us wimmins need to let it all hang out sometimes.



Played by Jerry Garcia with a variety of bands in the 1970s and early 1980s (and by The Dead in 2004). The lyrics below are from the version on "Don't Let Go":

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about (what it is all about)
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down

After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight, it's gonna be peaches and cream
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about (what it is all about)
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about (what it is all about)
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about (what it is all about)
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down

Jerry sang a much-truncated version with Merle Saunders on "Fire Up".
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, we're gonna sing, jump and shout
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out

RAY CHARLES

Hide 'Nor Hair

Ohhhh, I was lying in the bed with fever
And I was, burning up inside
My baby walked, in my bedroom
And I could hardly open my eyes
She said that she was going to the pawnshop
Just across the track
She started packing some clothes in a hurry
And then she said she would be right back
But I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day, yeah
Well I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since she went away
I remember so well when she slammed the door
But the girl didn't make it back no more
I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day
Well, I waited for 24 hours, and I was just about to starve to death
It didn't look like she was comin' back, so I had to look out for myself
Well I called, the police department, to find out what they knew
They said, "No, by heck, but we will get her yet", because they was lookin' for her too
Well I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day, yeah
Well I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since she went away
Well I don't know what happened a-cross the track
But I know my baby didn't make it back
I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day

[Instrumental Break]

Well I called, my Dr. Foster, and when the girl answered the phone
I got a funny feeling, the way she said Dr. Foster had gone
She said, "He left with a lady patient, about 24 hours ago"
I added two and two, and here's what I got: I got I'll never see that girl no more
Well I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day, yeah
But I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since she went away
If Dr. Foster has got her, then I know I'm through
Because he's got medicine and, money too
I ain't seen hide 'nor hair of my baby, since that day
Whoaah, no

some more thoughts on midnight

In The Midnight Hour
Wilson Pickett

I'm gonna wait 'till the midnight hour
That's when my love comes tumbling down
I'm gonna wait 'till the midnight hour
When there� no one else around
I'm gonna take you girl and hold you
Do all things I told you in the midnight hour

I'm gonna wait till the stars come out
See them twinkle in your eyes
I'm gonna wait 'till the midnight hour
That's when my love begins to shine

You're the only girl I know
Really love you so in the midnight hour


Walkin' After Midnight
Patsy Cline

I go out walkin' after midnight, out in the moonlight just like we used to do I'm always walkin' after midnight searchin' for you.

I walk for miles, along the highway, well that's just my way, of sayin I love you I'm always walkin' after midnight searchin' for you.

I stop to see a weepin' willow cryin' on his pillow, maybe he's cryin' for me, and as the skies turn gloomy, night winds whisper to me, I'm lonesome as I can be

I go out walkin' after midnight, out in the starlight, just hopin' you may be somewhere a walkin' after midnight searchin' for me

I stop to see a weepin' willow cryin' on his pillow, maybe he's cryin' for me, and as the skies turn gloomy, night winds whisper to me, I'm lonesome as I can be

I go out walkin' after midnight, out in the starlight, just hopin' you may be somewhere a walkin' after midnight searchin' for me


Midnight
Yaz

midnight it's raining outside he must be soaking wet
everyone is sleeping tight
god knows i tried my best
darling you know it looks bad
just lost the best thing that i ever had
still i don't know why i did him wrong
it's too late now he's gone to say

chorus
baby oh no, can't leave me now
said think about it please
cos i love you and i need you
and i should have thought of that before i did you wrong

heartache, heartache, yeah
when i saw his face i could see how bad i'd let him down
cheating when he was working hard, i just had to mess around
i knew from the start he ain't got much money
i should have stayed content with all that good sweet honey
he's a good strong man and i love him so so how on earth can i let him go

repeat chorus

and now it's midnight it's raining outside
and i'm soaking wet, still looking for that man of mine
and i ain't found him yet
well all of this rain can wash away my tears
but nothing can replace all of those wasted years
in all of this i tell you i have learnt
playing with fire gets you burnt
and i'm still burning

repeat chorus

you say you'll lose your pride
well don't you know dear, don't you know
i'll lose so much more if you go now
oh no...

Ah, listeners, it's dark and it's raining, and with dj and edgar talking 12:00 to the tune of yaz, wilson, and ray, and Patsy, I am thinking 'Round Midnight. Dexter Gordon? Herbie Hancock? Whatever, it's in my mind and I'm hearing that tenor sax.

A song from Midnight Oil:


Sins of omission
Sins of omission
On the fringes of torso and lips
Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir
Pummeled plains and beaten fields
We're never broken in spirit within

But I feel like we're coming around
Yes, I feel like we're coming around
Tell me

Cloud burst teeming, insect wave and bite
Yes it's true, we are not alone
TV silence it's a narrow entrance
It's a sometimes leading into future time

But I feel like we're coming around
Yes, I feel like we're coming around
I feel like we're coming around

Sins of omission, no love
Sins of omission
Sins of omission, no love
Sins of omission

I heard it once before in shepherd's isolation
Over the horizon in blue and white now, now
Now overcome you can outrun it
When the roaring cease and the right stuff weaves and fits into your life

And I feel like we're coming around
Yes I feel like I'm coming around, tell me
I feel like I'm coming around
I feel like I'm coming around, tell me

Sins of omission, no love
Sins
Sins of omission, no love
Sins.

Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Shadows paintin' our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven's holdin' a half-moon
Shinin' just for us
Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon
And kick up a little dust
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
You don't have to answer
There's no need to speak
I'll be your belly dancer, prancer
And you can be my sheik
------ guitar solo ------
I know your Daddy's a sultan
A nomad known to all
With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem, honey
When I'm by your side
And you won't need no camel, no no
When I take you for a ride
Come on, Cactus is our friend
He'll point out the way
Come on, till the evenin' ends
Till the evenin' ends
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Got shadows paintin' our faces
And traces of romance in our heads

~~~~~~~~~~~


L.A. proved too much for the man,
So he's leavin' the life he's come to know,
He said he's goin' back to find
Ooh, what's left of his world,
The world he left behind
Not so long ago.
He's leaving,
On that midnight train to Georgia,
And he's goin' back
To a simpler place and time.
And I'll be with him
On that midnight train to Georgia,
I'd rather live in his world
Than live without him in mine.
He kept dreamin'
That someday he'd be a star.
But he sure found out the hard way
That dreams don't always come true.
So he pawned all his hopes
and he even sold his old car
Bought a one way ticket
To the life he once knew,
Oh yes he did,
He said he would
Be leavin
On that midnight train to Georgia,
And he's goin' back
To a simpler place and time.
And I'll be with him
On that midnight train to Georgia,
I'd rather live in his world
Than live without him in mine.
Go, gonna board, gonna board,
Gonna board the midnight train.
Gotta go, gonna board
Gonna board
Gonna board the midnight train

and man oh man oh man
i love this

~~~~~~~~~~~

i hope the listeners feel the same way

~~~~~~~~~

Ray Charles just makes my heart go thumpa thumpa thud

~~~~~~~~~~~~

You know the night time, darling
(night and day)
Is the right time
(night and day)
To be
(night and day)
With the one you love, now
(night and day)
Say now oh baby
(night and day)
When I come home baby, now
(night and day)
I wanna be with the one I love, now
(night and day)
You know what I'm thinking of
(night and day)
I know the night time
(night and day, oh)
Whoa, is the right time
(night and day, oh)
To be with the one you love, now
(night and day)
I said to be with the one you love
(night and day)
You know my mother, now
(night and day)
Had to die, now
(night and day)
Umm, and my father
(night and day)
Well he broke down and cry
(night and day)
Whoah! whoa baby
(night and day)
When I come home baby now
(night and day)
I want you to hold my hand
(night and day)
Yeah, tight as you can
(night and day)
I know the night time
(night and day, oh)
Whoah is the right time
(night and day, oh)
To be with the one you love
(night and day)
You know what I'm thinking of
(night and day)
Whoah! sing your song, Margie
Baby
(night and day)
Baby
(night and day)
Baby
(night and day)
Oh, Baby
(night and day)
Do I love you?
(night and day)
No one above you
(night and day)
Hold me tight
(night and day)
And make everything all right
(night and day)
Because the night time
(night and day)
Oh, is the right time
(night and day)
To be with the one you love now
(night and day)
Oh yeah
(night and day)
Tease me
(night and day)
Squeeze me
(night and day)
Leave me
(night and day)
Ah, don't leave me
(night and day)
Lawdy baby
(night and day)
Take my hand, now
(night and day)
I don't need
(night and day)
No other man
(night and day)
Because the night time
(night and day)
Ow, is the right time
(night and day)
To be with the one you love
(night and day)
Oh yeah
(night and day)
I said baby
(night and day)
Baby
(night and day)
Baby
(night and day)
Baby
(night and day)
Whoah! baby now
(night and day)
Oh come on baby
(night and day)
You know I want you by my side
(night and day)
I want you to keep
(night and day)
Oh keep me satisfied
(night and day)
I know the night time
(night and day)
Everyday is the right time
(night and day)
Yeah to be with the one you love now
(night and day)
Well you know it's all right

Well, a little more blues about shaving:

Deanna Carter

Flowers and wine is what I thought I would find
When I came home from working tonight
Well now here I stand, over this frying pan
And you want a cold one again

I bought these new heels, did my nails
Had my hair done just right
I thought this new dress was a sure bet
For romance tonight
Well it's perfectly clear,between the TV and beer
I won't get so much as a kiss
As I head for the door I turn around to be sure
Did I shave my legs for this?

Now when we first met you promised you'd get
A house on a hill with a pool
Well this trailer stays wet and were swimmin' in debt
And you want me to go back to school

I bought these new heels,did my nails
Had my hair done just right
I thought this new dress was a sure bet
For romance tonight
Well it's perfectly clear,between the TV and beer
I won't get so much as a kiss
As I head for the door I turn around to be sure
Did I shave my legs for this?
Darlin did I shave my legs for this?

Ah, ehBeth. Midnight at the Oasis. Love it. and of course we know that Charles man.

Our listeners listen to it all.

Some Irishman called in to request this.

I heard she sang a good song,
I heard she had a style,
And so I came to see her ; listen for a while
And there he was this young girl,
a stranger to my eyes


Stromin my pain with her fingers (one time, one time)
Singin my life with her words (two times, two times)
Killing me softly with her song x2
Telling my whole life with her words
Killing me softly with her song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarrased by the crowd,
I felt she found my letters and read each one out loud,
I pray that she would finish
But she just kept right on

Repeat chorus

Wooooooaaaa ohhhhhhhhhh laaaa la la la la la la ohhh la laaa woaaa laa
Aaaalaaaaaa

He added something about "the girl" <smile>

After Midnight written by J J Cale
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, gonna shake your tambourine
After midnight, it's gonna be peaches and cream
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out

ah, Diane got in with that leg shaving and new do, and here letty sits listening to dys and his abbreviated version.

It's my time of night, so let's cut out the light and go to sleep.

Goodnight to all.

From Letty with love

Mel Brooks
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Mel Brooks (born June 28, 1926) is an American actor, writer director, and theatrical producer best known as a creator of broad film farces and parodies.


Born Melvin Kaminsky in Brooklyn, New York, Brooks served in the US Army during World War II as an engineer. He started out in show business as a stand-up comic before becoming a comedy writer for television, working on Your Show of Shows. In 1961, with Carl Reiner, he created the persona of the 2000 Year Old Man, a collection of ad libbed comedy routines made into a series of comedy records. With Buck Henry, he created the successful TV series Get Smart.

He later moved into film, working as an actor, director, writer and producer. Among his most popular films have been Young Frankenstein (co-written with Gene Wilder) and Blazing Saddles (co-written with Richard Pryor), both of which were released in 1974. Brooks developed a repertory company of sorts for his film work: performers with three or more Brooks films to their credit include Wilder, Dom DeLuise, Madeline Kahn, Harvey Korman, Cloris Leachman and, of course, Brooks himself.

In 1980 Brooks became interested in producing the film "The Elephant Man" directed by David Lynch. Knowing that anyone seeing the poster with "Mel Brooks presents The Elephant Man" would go along expecting a comedy, he set up the company Brooksfilm to produce the film. Brooksfilm has since produced a number of non-comedy films, including David Cronenberg's The Fly (1986), Frances, and 84 Charing Cross Road, starring Anthony Hopkins and Anne Bancroft, as well as comedies, including Richard Benjamin's My Favorite Year.

Brooks' most recent success has been a transfer of his film The Producers to the Broadway stage. He is currently working on a sequel to his 1987 hit Spaceballs, a parody of the Star Wars films.

Brooks is one of a select group who have received an Oscar, Emmy, Tony, and Grammy. In a 2005 poll to find The Comedian's Comedian, he was voted #50 of the top 50 comedy acts ever by fellow comedians and comedy insiders. Three of Brooks' films are on the American Film Institute's list of funniest American films: Blazing Saddles (#6), The Producers (#11), and Young Frankenstein (#13).

He was married to the actress Anne Bancroft from 1964 until her death June 6, 2005. They met on rehearsal for the Perry Como variety show in 1961 and married 3 years later, August 5th. They had one son Maximillian in 1972. They were seen on the screen twice together: Brook's 1983 remake of To Be or Not to Be and in his 1976 Silent Movie. It is reported that Bancroft encouraged Brooks to take The Producers to Broadway. Previously, Brooks was married to Florence Baum from 1951 to 1961. Their marriage ended in divorce. Mel and Florence had three children, Stefanie, Nicky, and Eddie.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mel_Brooks

A sixteen year-old boy came home with a Porsche and his parents began
to fuss, "Where did you get that car???!!!"

He calmly told them, "I bought it today."

"With what money?" demanded his parents. "We know what a Porsche costs."

Well," said the boy, "this one cost me fifteen dollars."

So the parents began to panic and asked. "Who would sell a car like that for fifteen dollars?" they said.

"It was the lady up the street," said the boy. "I don't know her name; they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I
wanted to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars."

"Oh, my goodness," moaned the mother to the boy's father, "John, you go right up there and see what's going on."

So the boy's father walked up the street to the house where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias! He introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a Porsche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know what was going on.

"Well," she said, "this morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he was on a business trip, but learned from a friend he has run off to Hawaii with his secretary. The secretary took his money and left him after they had arrived. He called me and claimed he was robbed and stranded. He asked me to sell his new Porsche and send him the money. So I did."

(Are women good or what!)

Good morning/evening everyone. Thanks Letty for the link.

Your on a roll Bob, don't let go hold on!

Burns, you want Burns, Burns we got

"Wha wad be a traitor knave
Wha wad fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee

Wha for Scotland's king and law
Freedom's sword wad strongly draw?
Free man stand, or free man fa'
Let us do, or die."

Good morning, WA2K. Great to see Bob up and at 'em this morning with those great bios and a perfect squelch for the philandering husband. Love it, Bob, as well as Mr. laid back Como's song.

Angelique, I'm not certain which link you mean, but you are most welcome.

It is difficult for me to believe that The Fourth of July is almost upon us.

This is going to sound odd coming from an American, but I dread it, in a way. I love to watch fireworks, especially over the ocean, but somehow it won't be the same this year.

Song for the sunrise:

Softly, As In a Morning Sunrise



Softly
As in a morning sunrise
The light of love comes stealing
Into a new-born day
Flaming
With all the glow of sunrise
A burning kiss is stealing
The vow that all betray

For the passions that thrill, Love
Lift you high to Heaven
The passions that kill, Love
Let it fall away

End each story softly
As in an evening sunset
The light gives you glory
To take it all away

Softly
As in a morning sunrise
The light of love comes stealing
Into a new-born day
Flaming
With all the glow of sunrise
A burning kiss is stealing
The vow that all betray

Oh the passions that thrill, Love
Lift you high to Heaven
The passions that kill, Love
Let it fall away

End each story softly
As in an evening sunset
The light that gives you glory
Will take it all away


Softly
Softly
Softly
Softly

The quiet is soft, isn't it, listeners

Hey Letty, you leapt over my Burns, skirts a-flying, like Diana the Huntress of old.

The one about the Goddess Letty. People are already celebrating here, and it's only the 28th. They sound like a machine gun. I'm surprised thou, because the police usually gives the people a hard time on the fourth of July.

Well, good morning, McTag. I sat here thinking, lost in meditation, and missed that lovely Burns.

"Wha wad be a traitor knave
Wha wad fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee

Wha for Scotland's king and law
Freedom's sword wad strongly draw?
Free man stand, or free man fa'
Let us do, or die."

There now. It's worth a second reading.

Didn't I see a bit in the news about you Brits celebrating some sort of anniversary. Oh, yes, some guy named Nelson.<smile>