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Glass Jaw
Graham Parker

I got a real wooden heart girl,
sometimes it's hard to ignite it
I must have water for blood girl,
but don't cut me out or write me off

You turn stone into flesh baby
and I almost get human
Yeah and it's always the best baby,
I hear your heart pitter patter
I feel your love start to shatter

CHORUS
My glass jaw,
and you can break this door
and you can take me for,
whatever you want

I got a head full of rocks girl,
shake me around and I rattle
I must have ice here in blocks girl,
being alive is a battle

I, I want to win when you're with me
that's when things really happen
Yeah even grin when you're with me,
you're arms around really fit yeah
You know the right place to hit it

REPEAT CHORUS

OOh you turn stone into flesh baby
and I almost get human
Yeah it's always the best baby,
I hear your heart pitter patter
And then your love start to shatter

REPEAT CHORUS

Oooh glass jaw,
and you can break this door
and you can take, take, take me for,
whatever you want

whatever you want,
whatever you want

A Slow Song
Joe Jackson

Music has charms they say
But in some people's hands
It becomes a savage beast
Can't they control it
Why don't they hold it back

You see my friend and me
Don't have an easy day
And at night we dance not fight
And we need the energy
If not the sympathy

But I'm brutalized by bass
And terrorized by treble
I'm open to change my mood but
I always get caught in the middle

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna push right through
I'm gonna tell him too
Tell him to
Play us
Play us a slow song

It's late - I'm winding down
Am I the only one
To want a strong and silent sound
To pick me up and undress me
Lay me down and caress me

I feel you touch my hand
And whisper in my ear
Ask me how I'm feeling now
And I want to get near you
But I can't even hear you

But this is a fine romance
If we have to be so demanding
We need just one more dance to
Leave here with an understanding

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna push right through
I'm gonna tell him too
Tell him to
Play us
Play us a slow song

Be My Number Two
Joe Jackson

Won't you be my number two
Me and number one are through
There won't be too much to do
Just smile when I feel blue

And there's not much left of me
What you get is what you see
Is it worth the energy
I leave it up to you

And if you got something to say to me
Don't try to play your funny ways on me
I know that it's really not fair of me
But my heart's seen too much action

And every time I look at you
You'll be who I want you to
And I'll do what I can do
To make a dream or two come true
If you'll be my
If you be my number two

Wood and glass, dj. They are fodder for the misbegotten, but we love it, do we not?

Fools in Love
Joe Jackson

Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain?

Everything you do, everywhere you go now
Everything you touch, everything you feel
Everything you see, everything you know now
Everything you do, you do it for your lady
Love your lady, love your lady
Love your lady, love...

Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic?
Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game

Everything you do, everywhere you go now
Everything you touch, everything you feel
Everything you see, everything you know now
Everything you do, you do it for your lady
Love your lady, love your lady
Love your lady, love...

Fools in love they think they're heroes
'Cause they get to feel no pain
I say fools in love are zeros
I should know, I should know
Because this fool's in love again

Fools in love, gently hold each others hands forever
Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb

Everything you do, everywhere you go now
Everything you touch, everything you feel
Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now
Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady
Love your lady, love your lady
Love your lady, love...

Fools in love they think they're heroes
'Cause they get to feel no pain
I say fools in love are zeros
I should know, I should know
Because this fool's in love again

Then, what kind of fool am I, dj, who never fell in love.

Ah, my dear friends of cyber radio. You have helped me make it through the night, but I must leave you with my second sight.

Think of me and all who herein dwell.

Goodnight until the morrow for parting is such sweet sorrow.

From Letty with love.

Home Town
Joe Jackson

Of all the stupid things I could have thought
This was the worst
I started to believe
That I was born at seventeen
And all the stupid things
The letters and the broken verse
Stayed hidden at the bottom of the drawer
They'd always been
And now I plough through piles
Of bills, receipts and credit cards
And tickets and the Daily News
And sometimes I just . . .

Wanna go back to my home town
Though I know it'll never be the same
Back to my home town
'Cause it's been so long
And I'm wondering if it's still there

We think we're pretty smart
Us city slickers get around
And when the going's rough
We kill the pain and relocate
We're never married
Never faithful not to any town
But we never leave the past behind
We just accumulate
So sometimes when the music stops
I seem to hear a distant sound
Of waves and seagulls
Football crowds and church bells
And I . . .

Wanna go back to my home town
Though I know it'll never be the same
Back to my home town
'Cause it's been so long
And I'm wondering if it's still there

Back to my home town
Though I know it'll never be the same
Back to my home town
'Cause it's been so long
And I'm wondering if it's still there

Cruel To Be Kind
Nick Lowe

Oh, I can't take another heartache,
Though you say you're my friend, I'm at my wits' end!
You say you're love is bona fide,
But that don't coincide with the things that you do
And when I ask you to be nice, you say

You've gotta be
Cruel to be kind in the right measure,
Cruel to be kind it's a very good sign,
Cruel to be kind means that I love you,
Baby, you've gotta be cruel to be kind.

Well I do my best to understand dear,
But you still mystify, and I want to know why.
I pick myself up off the ground
To have you knock me back down again and again!
And when I ask you to explain, you say

You've gotta be
Cruel to be kind in the right measure,
Cruel to be kind it's a very good sign,
Cruel to be kind means that I love you,
Baby, you've gotta be cruel to be kind.

Well I do my best to understand dear,
But you still mystify, and I want to know why.
I pick myself up off the ground
To have you knock me back down again and again!
And when I ask you to explain, you say

You've gotta be
Cruel to be kind in the right measure,
Cruel to be kind it's a very good sign,
Cruel to be kind means that I love you,
Baby, you've gotta be cruel to be kind...

I Knew The Bride
Nick Lowe and his Cowboy Outfit

Well, the bride looks a picture in the gown that her mama wore,
When she was married herself, nearly twenty-seven years before.
They had to change the style a little but it looked just fine,
Stayed up all night but they got it finished just in time.
Now on the arm of her daddy she's walkin' down the aisle.
I see her catch my eye and give me a secret smile.
Maybe it's too old fashioned but we once were close friends.
Oh, but the way that she looks today, she never could have then!

Well, I can see her now, in her tight blue jeans,
Pumping all her money in the record machine.
Spinnin' like a top, you should have seen her go!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

Well, her proud daddy only wants to give his little girl the best,
So he put down a grand on a cozy little lover's nest.
You could have called the reception an unqualified success,
At a flash hotel with a hundred and fifty guests.
Well take a look at the bridegroom, smilin' pleased as pie,
Shakin' hands all around with a glassy look in his eye.
He's got a real good job and his shirt and tie is nice,
But I remember a time when she never would have looked at him twice!

Well, I can see her now, drinkin' with the boys,
Breakin' their hearts like she was playin' with toys.
She used to do the pony, used to do the stroll,
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

(harmonica solo)

Well, I can see her now with her walkman on,
Jumpin' up and down to her favorite song.
I still remember when she used to want to make a lot of noise,
Hoppin' and a-boppin' with the street corner boys.
She used to wanna party, she used to wanna go!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

I knew the bride when she used to do the pony,
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!
I knew the bride when she used to wanna party!
I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll!

Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream
Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
The room was Filled men
And the paper they were signing said
They'd never fight again

And when the papers were all signed
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads
And grateful pray'rs were prayed

And the people in the streets below
Were dancing 'round and 'round
While guns and swords and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground

Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd never dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.


Goodnight and sweet dreams, sweet Letty.

Here it is again en anglais, the parts marked for Bryn Terfel and Andrea Bocelli:

BRYN
It was in the evening!
In the air cooled by a breeze,
The brahmanes with faces flooded with light,
Slowly called the crowd to prayer!

ANDREA
At the back of the holy temple,
decorated with flowers and gold,
A woman appears!
BRYN
A woman appears!
ANDREA
I can still see her!
BRYN
I can still see her!

ANDREA
The prostrate crowd
looks at her amazed
and murmurs under its breath:
look, this is the goddess
looming up in the shadow
and holding out her arms to us.

BRYN
Her veil parts slightly.
What a vision! What a dream!
The crowd is kneeling.

BRYN & ANDREA
Yes, it is she!
It is the goddess,
more charming and more beautiful.
Yes, it is she!
It is the goddess
who has come down among us.
Her veil has parted and the crowd is kneeling.

ANDREA
But through the crowd
she makes her way.

BRYN
Already her long veil
hides her face from us.

ANDREA
My eyes, alas!
Seek her in vain!

BRYN
She flees!

ANDREA
She flees!
But what is this strange flame
which is suddenly kindled in my soul!

BRYN
What unknown fire is destroying me?

ANDREA
Your hand pushes mine away!

BRYN
Your hand pushes mine away!

ANDREA
Love takes our hearts by storm
and turns us into enemies!

BRYN
No, let nothing part us!

ANDREA
No, nothing!

BRYN
Let nothing part us!

ANDREA
No, nothing!

BRYN
Let us swear to remain friends!
ANDREA
Let us swear to remain friends!
BRYN
Let us swear to remain friends!

BRYN & ANDREA
Oh yes, let us swear to remain friends!
Yes, it is her, the goddess,
who comes to unite us this day.
And, faithful to my promise,
I wish to cherish you like a brother!
It is her, the goddess,
who comes to unite us this day!
Yes, let us share the same fate,
let us be united until death!

Good morning, WA2K and fans.

dj, what a delightful array of "teenage" type songs, and Diane, thanks my dear friend for your gentle goodnight.

McTag, that was totally delicious. The words to that duet compliment the music that I was almost able to hear. Thanks, Brit, and I miss cycling. Isn't it frustrating when things don't fit as they should?

The background of The Pearl Fishers was quite interesting as it reflects the strong bonding of men even when a conflict of interests arises in the form of a woman. Rather like Walter's sirens and such. <smile>

Well, listeners. This is Sunday, and the day before our actual celebration of Independence Day.

When I get an eye opener, I'll be back with news and a song. Stay tuned, folks.

The Sound of Silence


Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.



- Paul Simon -
"Wednesday Morning 3A.M.", 1964

WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE
words and music by Pete Seeger
performed by Pete Seeger and Tao Rodriguez-Seeger


Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young girls gone?
Taken husbands every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone for soldiers every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Covered with flowers every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

And there's our Angel of the morning. <smile> Thank you, my dear, for those silent sounds and the disappearing flower songs.

Bob, once again you have enlightened our audience with a very interesting bio about a film maker. In the past, whenever I watched a movie, I never paid much attention to producers or directors, but current emphasis has changed all that. Thanks, Boston.

It promises to be a lovely day here today, and I really would love to take a walk on the beach, but I know that it will be awash with bodies, surfers, and sailors. I like lonely stretches at night, and you?

Good morning everybody. It's a beautiful day in PA. Hope you all are enjoying the same.
Just played my CD with the Pearl Fishers duet - Robert Merrill and Jussi Bjoerling - not a bad way to start the day.

And now, some July 3 B.D. celebrities:

1423 Louis XI king of France (1461-83) died 1483
1567 Samuel de Champlain explorer (Lake Champlain) died 1635
1738 John Singleton Copley, portrait painter (Boston, MA; died 1815)
1883 Franz Kafka, novelist/short-story writer (Prague, Austria-Hungary; died 1924)
1927 Ken Russell, director (Southampton, England) (Crimes of Passion, Tommy, Altered States)

1906 George Sanders St. Petersburg, Russia, actor , Married and divorced : Susan Larson (m. 1940, div. 1949) Zsa Zsa Gabor (m. 1949, div. 1954)( Benita Hume (actress, m. 1959, d. 1967) Magda Gabor (actress, m. 1970, div. 1971)
(The Saint; All About Eve-Academy Award 1950)
Died in 1972 (Sanders committed suicide by taking an overdose of sleeping pills, leaving behind a note that read, in part, "Dear World: I am leaving because I am bored.")

1913 Dorothy Kilgallen Chic Ill, columnist (What's My Line?) On November 8, 1965, Dorothy Kilgallen, was found dead in her apartment shortly after returning from Dallas where she had interviewed Jack Ruby and had conducted her own investigation of the JFK murder during several trips to cover the Ruby trial.
She had revealed secret transcripts of Ruby's testimony in her column. Kilgallen had met with Ruby. She had learned of a meeting three weeks before the assassination at Ruby's "Carousel", the Dallas underworld's merry-go-round where the "Big D" mobsters wheeled around.
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1925 Tony Curtis [Bernard Schwartz] Bronx NY, actor (Some Like it Hot, et al)
1930 Pete Fountain, jazz musician (New Orleans, LA)

1937 Tom Stoppard English playwright, b. Zlín, Czechoslovakia (now in the Czech Republic), as Tomas Straussler (Rosencrantz & Guildenstern-1968 Tony)

Stoppard quotes:
Eternity's a terrible thought. I mean, where's it all going to end?
It is better of course to know useless things than to know nothing.
It is better to be quotable than to be honest.
I think age is a very high price to pay for maturity.
Every exit is an entry somewhere else.

1947 Dave Barry, humorist (Armonk, NY)
1947 Betty Buckley, actress/singer (Fort Worth, TX) (B'Way, Tony for Cats (Grisabella); TV, Eight is Enough; Tender Mercies
1956 Montel Williams, TV personality (Baltimore, MD)
1957 Laura Branigan, singer (Brewster, NY)
1962 Tom Cruise, actor (Syracuse, NY)
1963 Taylor Dayne, singer (Long Island, NY)



Betty Buckley