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edgar. Fabulous song, and just perfect. The only two songs that I ever heard by Queen were:

The one behind the Highlander
Another One Bites the Dust.

Well, folks. While Bob peruses the news, and Francis gets tipsy with the teutonics. I guess I had better do stuff.

Don't touch that dial, folks.

This is cyberspace, WA2K radio.

More Queen for Letty. Champions of the World was the theme song for the movie, Flash Gordon. It was very funny in a campy way, with one fabulous line by the 'love interest' calling for Flash to hurry--"You've got to save the world Flash!" That might not be an exact quote, but you get the breathlessly hilarious meaning...

I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime -
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'cause we are the champions - of the world -

I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls -
You brought me fame and fortuen and everything that goes with it -
I thank you all -

But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise -
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race -
And I ain't gonna lose -

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'cause we are the champions - of the world -

Now idea, why this song by Melanie just came back to memory :wink:

I rode my bicycle past your window last night
I roller skated to your door at daylight
It almost seems like you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you got something I need

Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key

I ride my bike, I roller skate, don't drive no car
Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far
For somebody who don't drive
I been all around the world
Some people say, I done all right for a girl

Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key

I asked your mother if you were at home
She said, yes .. but you weren't alone
Oh, sometimes I think that you're avoiding me
I'm okay alone, but you've got something I need

Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out to see
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key

While another German friend, Walter, is showing, my other friends left to Germany after drinking, guess what? a few beers, not champagne!

I had another station on this morning, Fox Raidio Sports, and they were talking about Lance Armstrong. I don't follow the sport but he is pretty amazing.
Paraphrasing a sportswriter who admitted he was paraphasing a doctor, Armstrong has a very unusual body structure. He is about 5'10" tall but has a very large heart that would be typical, perhaps, for someone who is 6'6" tall. The result is a blood pumping and red cell producing heart of a larger man in a smaller man's body.
True, too, according to the story I heard, is Armstrong's bout with cancer.
He learned, he reportedly said, about dealing with pain. Pain from the cancer and from the chemotherapy, and about how much pain he could endure in the two weeks and a couple of thousands miles involved in the Tour de France.
Armstrong has some personal flaws (don't we all) but he is, without a doubt a great athlete. One of the best.

I hope, it was either a real bière parisienne (e.g. Porter 39) or a Miller from Texas :wink:

Fishes Need Bicycles
(Clem Parkinson)

As I was a walking along by the bay
Sing fol de rol addie, sing fol de rol day
I spied a young maiden a wending her way,
Sing fol de rol addie, sing fol de rol day.

I pleaded, fair maiden, will you be my wife?
For women need men as they travel through life,

Yes, women need men, sir, I'm bound to agree,
Like fishes need bicycles down in the sea.

She bade me farewell as along came a pike,
A-ringing his bell, crying, "'ere, mind me bike!"

And now we are married, our children ride tricycles
For women need men like fishes need bicycles.

No, Walter, it was Obernai!

Très bien - a good beer from one of the prettiest - if not THE prettiest - WINE villages in Alsace. (More than 30 years back, we had a wonderful holiday in the Duc d'Alsace there.[Have been to Obernai/Oberehnheim :wink: x-times actually.])

Diane, my dear, if the word "flash" has another meaning, I'm afraid I am not a champion at reading between the ribald lines. <smile> but I recall the song, honey. Thanks for the additional Queen. Our listeners have told me how much they enjoyed it.

Well, my goodness, folks. Here's John of Virginia back in our studio. Thanks, for that expression of admiration for Lance. He is a walking miracle and I did read about how that unusual heart of his, with which he was born, has been part of his determination. Your observation about height, reminded me of that same Shakespearian sonnet.

edgar, Fantastic song. Another fol do rol fish story, folks.

Walter, I remember that song by Melanie. Love it, Germany, and welcome back to our studios.

Soooo, Francis and his German guests drank plain old beer, then, and we can count on Walter to know just which plain old beer is the champagne of the lot.

Here's the question of the day:

From whence cameth the toast:
Here's looking at you!

and another line from Casablanca
``Was that cannon fire is it my heart pounding?''

Well, dys. I don't remember that line from Casablanca, but another similar one comes to mind, and it has to do with the punch line to a joke:

"...hark, was that a cannon shot...?"

No one is required to call in an answer to that one, listeners.

Okay, I'll try another question:

From whence cometh this line:

"..if this be error and upon me proved; I never writ nor no man ever loved..."

It's Shakespeare. I think it may be the last line of "Romeo and Juliet"...?

Well, my goodness. There's our Eva. Hey girl. Where have you been?

Well, you got the author right, but the sonnet incorrect.

Actually, listeners, the Shakespeare that I was talking about was a big discussion via e-mail on the total meaning and implications of this particular work. I happen to believe that the bard can still predict the nature and inherent peccadillos of the human psyche.

Hello (Turn Your Radio On)
Shakespears Sister


Woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
All bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from Mars
And as I stumbled through last nights drunken debris
The paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street

Another war and now the pound is looking weak
And tell me have you read about the latest freak?
We're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete
Why do I feel bitter when I should be feeling sweet

Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song
La la la life is a strange thing
Just when you think you learned how to use it
It's gone

Woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
A brave new world has dawned upon the human race
Where words are meaning less and everything's surreal
Gonna have to reach my friends to find out how I feel

And if I taste the honey is it really sweet
And do I eat it with my hands or with my feet?
Does anybody really listen when I speak
Or will I have to say it all again next week

Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song

Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Tell me what went wrong
La la la life is a strange thing
Life is a strange thing

Hello, hello turn your radio on
Is there anybody out there?
Help me sing my song
La la la life is a strange thing
Just when you think you learned how to use it
It's gone

Upon my word, listeners. Our dj has once again made a gossamer connection, not only with Shakespeare, but with Brave New World. Great music, Canada.

Would you believe that some in our audience are exchanging words about Brave New World? (stiffles a laugh)

Well, as Europe sleeps, America and Canada are singing:


Red and yellow and pink and green,
Purple and orange and blue,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too

Listen with your eyes,
Listen with your ears,
And sing everything you see

I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing along with me

Such a simple song and yet it says so much.

and now, while I have some quiet time. Let's look at the sonnet of Shakespeare:

Shakespeare Sonnet 116
Sonnet 116 Let me not to marriage of true minds admit impediments.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

many experts think that this is a physical love sonnet, listeners, but I see it as more than that.

For example, the first line talks about "minds" not "hearts". The remainder is clear, I think, but there is one arcane line that was under discussion between me and my pen pal. "the star to every wandering bark whose worth's unknown although his height be taken."

How would you explicate that line, folks?

this one of my favourites

SONNET 73

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

I stand corrected, Miss Letty. That is one of my favorites of his sonnets. I don't know how I could have forgotten. One line always stands out in my memory: "Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds..."

I love the one you quoted too, dj. How poignant those last two lines are.

I've been away for a week, thank you for asking. I posted about it on other threads. My son and I spent some time with my sister near Seattle. She and her husband just moved to their oceanfront property up by Anacortes, near the San Juan Islands. The house is an older '50s ranch rent house they are planning to remodel, but the setting is absolutely gorgeous. We watched bald eagles sitting in trees barely 100 yards off their deck. We dug for clams on their pebbly beach. And it didn't rain a drop until the day we left. It was beautiful. The boy and I don't get many chances to do things just by ourselves. This was memorable.