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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 02:50 pm
Great pics, McTag (and best wishes to the in-laws!!!)

[I had to wear a hat for 18 months ... and later a couple of times for four weeks each Twisted Evil

(The navy doesn't like barheaded sailors for some unknown reason :wink: )]
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McTag
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 03:02 pm
Whoops, that post did not turn out quite the way I wanted. I need more practice, obviously. Embarrassed

The windows are mullion windows, with leaded lights. Small leaded glass panes.

The roof is slate, not shingles. We don't use shingles here much on our newer buildings :wink: sometimes stone, slates, or thatch.

Photos (they turned out nice, didn't they?) are courtesy of Mrs McTag's new Nikon.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 03:15 pm
Well, listeners. McTag has just explained my questions about the windows and the roof. I had a slate foyer in Virginia, and they are beautiful.

I'm not certain what you mean, McTag, about the post not being what you planned, but you are spot on with the Mrs.' Nikon. Fantastic photos.

Hey, Walter. That little sailor hat looked cute on you. <smile>
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Diane
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 04:51 pm
Oh Letty, isn't McTag adorable? I do my best to tempt him into eating dessert first, just once in a while.

Tell us where that house is and if there is any special history associated with it, McTag.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 04:54 pm
Hey, Diane. Our McTag most certainly is handsome. Glad to see you back, Diane. Any requests? I think the Brit has gone to bed. Either that or a pub.<smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 06:35 pm
Wow! listeners. I'm coming back on our station to get myself under control. Let's listen to a song from Jim Croce:

Jim Croce
I Got a Name
Written by - Jim Croce
- I Got a Name
Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I've got a name, I've got a name
Like a singing bird and a croaking toad
I've got a name, I've got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I'm living with the dream that he kept hid
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Like a north wind whistlin' down the sky
I've got a song, I've got a song
Like a whipoorwill and a baby's cry
I've got a song, I've got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I'll go there proud
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

And I'm gonna go there free
Like a fool I am and I'll always be
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
They can change their minds but they can't change me
I've got a dream, I've got a dream
Oh, I know I could share it if you want me to
If you're going my way, I'll go with you
Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by

Movin' me down the highway
Rollin' me down the highway
Movin' ahead so life won't pass me by
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 06:50 pm
Glass Onion

I told you about strawberry fields.
You know the place where nothing is real.
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows.
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the walrus and me - man.
You know that we're as close as can be - man.
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul.
Standing on the cast iron shore - yeah.
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet - yeah.
Looking through a glass onion.
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the fool on the hill.
I tell you man he's living there still.
Well here's another place you can be.
Listen to me.
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint - yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 06:58 pm
Right on, edgar. A glass onion sounds pretty until you think of what one is seeing.

Here's one for the night:

Know the Stars

I know the stars by their names,
Aldebaran, Altair,
And I know the path they take
Up heaven's broad blue stair.

I know the secrets of men
By the look of their eyes,
Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts
Have made me sad and wise.

But your eyes are dark to me
Though they seem to call and call --
I cannot tell if you love me
Or do not love me at all.

I know many things,
But the years come and go,
I shall die not knowing
The thing I long to know

Sara Teasdale
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 07:05 pm
Lost In The Stars
Kurt Weill

Before Lord God made the Sea and the Land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone.

So the Lord God hunted through the white night air
For the little dark star on the wind down there
And he stated and promised
To take special care
So it wouldn't get lost again

Now a man don't mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the Lord God 's watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on

But I've been walking through the night, through the day
Till my eyes get weary and my head turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away
Forgetting the promise that we've heard him say
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars and big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars and big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 07:13 pm
Yes, dj. Your song speaks for you, and this one speak for gentle Nat Cole:

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart

You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song

Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
Nat King Cole

Memories of you Nat.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 07:21 pm
Goodnight my friends. This has been a trying day for Letty, but perhaps the winsome words of Sara will say it best for me:

The Nights Remember

The days remember and the nights remember
The kingly hours that once you made so great,
Deep in my heart they lie, hidden in their splendor,
Buried like sovereigns in their robes of state.

Let them not wake again, better to lie there,
Wrapped in memories, jewelled and arrayed --
Many a ghostly king has waked from death-sleep
And found his crown stolen and his throne decayed.

but my friends of WA2K radio, it will forever be....................

From Letty with love
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sat 20 Aug, 2005 07:32 pm
January Rain
Hunters & Collectors

They say everything that rises
Will be brought down
Anyone who's anybody
Is getting out of town

The highheels on the long weekend
Clatter in the street below
Somebody got pinned again
Underneath my window

The crowd roars on the wind
And I call out your name
They're keepin' score on the radio
But it all sounds the same (home away game)

The punters on the platform
Stagger throughout the yellow light
Force the door and slash the seats
We're all goin' home tonight

Up and down the nature strip
The Sunday drinkers ride
Faith is flowin' down the Esplanade
Drip try and lemon tide

It's perfect one day
That's when it's raining again
Crouched upon the ocean
Is the city that I live in

(chorus)
Ya never build too high
In January rain


February
Dar Williams

I threw your keys in the water, I looked back,
Theyd frozen halfway down in the ice.
They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners,
Even after the anger, it all turned silent, and
The everyday turned solitary,
So we came to February.

First we forgot where wed planted those bulbs last year,
Then we forgot that wed planted at all,
Then we forgot what plants are altogether,
and I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting and
The nights were long and cold and scary,
Can we live through February?

You know I think Christmas was a long red glare,
Shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards,
And then the snow,
And then the snow came, we were always out shoveling,
And wed drop to sleep exhausted,
Then wed wake up, and its snowing.

And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking a path alone together.
You stopped and pointed and you said, "Thats a crocus,"
And I said, "Whats a crocus?" and you said, "Its a flower,"
I tried to remember, but I said, "Whats a flower?"
You said, "I still love you."

The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware store,
My new lover made me keys to the house,
And when we got home, well we just started chopping wood,
Because you never know how next year will be,
And well gather all our arms can carry,
I have lost to February.


Winds Of March
Journey

I covered you with roses, like the stars at night
I covered you with love, like a blanket on a cold winter's night
I covered you with joy, to make your lifetime big and bright

You touched me with your eyes, soft as an evening breeze
You held me in your arms, as the winds rushed through the trees
You are my child, you make my lifetime big and bright

You are my child, you came like the winds of March
With all the love in your eyes
You are my child, you came like the morning light
With all your love in your eyes

(Solo)

You are my child, you came like the morning light
With all your love in your eyes


April in Paris
Frank Sinatra

I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till april in paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till april in paris
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart


King Of May
Natalie Merchant

Farewell today
Travel on now
Be on your way
Go safely there
And never worry, never care
Beyond this day
Farewell tonight
To all joy and to all your life
Go on, go peacefully
We can keep your majesty
Be on your way
Make credit for the last King of May
Make a cardboard crown for him
And make your voices one
Praise a crazy mother's son
Who loved his life
Farewell today
Travel on now
Be on your way
Can bear the very thought that we
That we could keep your majesty
Be on your way
Make credit for the last King of May
Make a hole in the crowd for him
Raise your voices up
Drink your loving cup
To his long life
To his long life
Ooohhh
Make credit for the last King of May
Make a hole in the sky for him
And raise your voices up
Lift your loving cup
To his long life
His long life
And raise your voices up
Lift your loving cup
To his long life
To his long life
His long life
His long life
To his long life


June
Camper Van Beethoven

Are you weary of the lengthening days?
Do you secretly wish for November's rain?
And the harvest moon top reign in the sky (now that it's June)
There is nothing in this world more bitter than Spring
Now I wrote you this letter
Because the clothes were hung on the line
And the crows flew out of the field
And up into the sky
I'm lying here in the station
Stretching out on the tracks
For all the possible places that I might arrive
There is nothing in this world more bitter than love
In all those long days of June
Bring me the long, brown grass now that it's dry
There is nothing in this world more bitter than Spring


Black Day In July
Gordon Lightfoot

Black day in July
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside
Black day in July
Black day in July
And the soul of Motor City is bared across the land
As the book of law and order is taken in the hands
Of the sons of the fathers who were carried to this land

Black day in July
Black day in July
In the streets of Motor City is a deadly silent sound
And the body of a dead youth lies stretched upon the ground
Upon the filthy pavement
No reason can be found

Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor City madness has touched the countryside
And the people rise in anger
And the streets begin to fill
And there's gunfire from the rooftops
And the blood begins to spill

Black day in July

In the mansion of the governor
There's nothing that is known for sure
The telephone is ringing
And the pendulum is swinging
And they wonder how it happened
And they really know the reason
And it wasn't just the temperature
And it wasn't just the season

Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor City's burning and the flames are running wild
They reflect upon the waters of the river and the lake
And everyone is listening
And everyone's awake

Black day in July
Black day in July
The printing press is turning
And the news is quickly flashed
And you read your morning paper
And you sip your cup of tea
And you wonder just in passing
Is it him or is it me

Black day in July

In the office of the President
The deed is done the troops are sent
There's really not much choice you see
It looks to us like anarchy
And then the tanks go rolling in
To patch things up as best they can
There is no time to hesitate
The speech is made the dues can wait

Black day in July
Black day in July
The streets of Motor City now are quiet and serene
But the shapes of gutted buildings
Strike terror to the heart
And you say how did it happen
And you say how did it start
Why can't we all be brothers
Why can't we live in peace
But the hands of the have-nots
Keep falling out of reach


Black day in July
Black day in July
Motor city madness has touched the countryside
And through the smoke and cinders
You can hear it far and wide
The doors are quickly bolted
And the children locked inside


August
Rilo Kiley

august
i'll see you soon
under yellow moons
where i'll gather what's left of you

and august
i'm on your side
or did i speak to soon?
now we've crossed the great divide

someday we'll meet beyond the stars
and it'll be away from here
someday we'll meet beyond the time and the bars
and it will be away from here

august
august of last year
before the leaves disappeared
told me you were not the one

august
something in your eyes
or was it that you lied?
told me not to take it to heart

someday we'll meet beyond the stars
and it will be away from here
someday we'll meet beyond the limits of who we are
and it will be away from here

someday we'll meet beyond the stars
and it'll be away from here
someday we'll meet beyond the land that you call miles away
away from here


Try to Remember
The Fantasticks

Try to remember the time of September
when life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the time of September
when grass was green and grain was yellow
Try to remember the time of September
when you were a tender and callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow
Follow follow follow...

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except for willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an amber about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow
Follow follow follow...

Deep in December it's nice to remember
Although you know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
without a hurt the heart is hollow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
The fire of September that made us mellow
Deep in December our hearts should remember
And follow...


October
U2

October
And the trees are stripped bare
Of all they wear
What do I care
October
And kingdoms rise
And kingdoms fall
But you go on


November Spawned A Monster
Morrissey

Sleep on and dream of Love
Because it's the closest you will
Get to love
Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who later cried :

"But Jesus made me, so
Jesus save me from
pity, sympathy
And people discussing me"
A frame of useless limbs
What can make GOOD
All the BAD that's been done ?


And if the lights were out
Could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth
(Or anywhere?)


Oh, poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child
Who must remain
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her


A symbol of where mad, mad lovers
Must PAUSE and draw the line.
So sleep and dream of love
Because it's the closest
You will get to love
That November
Is a time
Which I must
Put OUT of my mind


Oh, one fine day
Let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herself.


A Long December
Counting Crows

A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Oh the days go by so fast

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven
I wish you would
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California
I think you should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her

And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)
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McTag
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 01:36 am
Diane wrote:

Tell us where that house is and if there is any special history associated with it, McTag.


Hi Diane, hello Dys too. Thank you for the phone-in facility dear Letty, and if I may, I must also send greetings to everybody out there who knows me, especially friends over in the wild south-west of your lovely country.

The house is Rufford Old Hall near Southport, Lancs, and is the seat of the Hesketh family, who were lords of the manor there going back to the year dot. A National Trust property.
Link to follow, if Walter does not get his towel on that particular deckchair first. :wink:

By the way, Walt, it is a great place to visit, not too big and with very interesting and authentic contents (and a restaurant) and should definitely be put on the itinerary for any future German visitors to the area. Smile

http://www.touruk.co.uk/houses/houselancs_fuff.htm
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 01:53 am
McTag wrote:
By the way, Walt, it is a great place to visit, not too big and with very interesting and authentic contents (and a restaurant) and should definitely be put on the itinerary for any future German visitors to the area. Smile


Already noted last night Laughing
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 05:01 am
The Kinks - Sunny Afternoon
The tax man's taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht,
He's taken everything I've got,
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

My girlfriend's run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now I'm sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime



I know, it's 'Good morning' to the majority here :wink:

And it's neither sunny (but misty and rather coolish) here.

Bu it's summer and after - noon :wink:
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 05:34 am
Kenny Rogers

t took several tries before Kenny Rogers became a star. As a member of the First Edition (and the New Christy Minstrels before that), he shared in some million-sellers, among them "Reuben James" and "Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town," an excellent Mel Tillis song about a disabled veteran. But superstardom lay ahead for this Texan, and it arrived in the late '70s. His experience with the two previous pop groups had prepared him well: He knew the easy listening audience was out there, and he supplied them with well-done middle-of-the-road songs with a country flavor. Having gone solo, in 1976 Rogers charted with "Love Lifted Me." But it was with an outstanding song by writers Roger Bowling and Hal Bynum, "Lucille,", that his star shot upward. The rest (as they say) is history: award-winning duets with Dottie West and Dolly Parton, 12 TV specials, another song-of-the-year with "The Gambler," "Daytime Friends," "Coward of the County," "We've Got Tonight," "Crazy," "Lady" (his first pop number one), etc., etc., etc. And that's just the musical side of Rogers. In 1980, the made-for-TV movie The Gambler blasted the competition, followed quickly by Coward of the County, then enough sequels to The Gambler to get him to Roman numeral IV. Throughout the '80s, Rogers remained a celebrity, even when his sales were declining. Even during the '90s, when he rarely charted, his name, face, and music were recognizable in a series of concerts, television specials, films, and even fast-food restaurants.

Like many country superstars, Rogers came from humble roots. Born in Houston, TX, Rogers and his seven siblings were raised in one of the poorest sections of town. Nevertheless, he progressed through high school, all the while learning how to play guitar and fiddle. When he was a senior, he played in a rockabilly band called the Scholars, who released three singles, including "Kangewah," which was written by Louella Parsons. Following his graduation, he released two singles, "We'll Always Fall in Love Again" and "For You Alone," on the local independent label Carlton. The B-side of the first single, "That Crazy Feeling," was popular enough to earn him a slot on American Bandstand. In 1959, he briefly attended the University of Texas, but he soon dropped out to play bass in the jazz combo the Bobby Doyle Three. While he was with the group, Rogers continued to explore other musical venues and played bass on Mickey Gilley's 1960 single "Is It Wrong." The Bobby Doyle Three released one album, In a Most Unual Way, before Rogers left the group to play with the Kirby Stone Four. He didn't stay long with Stone and soon landed a solo record contract with Mercury.

Rogers released a handful of singles on Mercury, all of which failed. Once Mercury dropped the singer, he joined the New Christy Minstrels in 1966. He stayed with the folk group for a year, leaving with several other bandmembers -- Mike Settle, Terry Williams, and Thelma Lou Camacho -- in 1967 to form the First Edition. Adding drummer Mickey Jones, the First Edition signed with Reprise and recorded the pop-psychedelic single "Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)." The single became a hit early in 1968, climbing to number five. Within a year, the group was billed as Kenny Rogers & the First Edition, and in the summer of 1969, they had their second and final Top Ten hit, "Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town." The country overtones of the single hinted at the direction Rogers was taking, as did the minor hit follow-up, "Ruben James." For the next two years, the First Edition bounced between country, pop, and mild psychedelia, scoring their last big hit with Mac Davis' "Something's Burning" in early 1970. By the end of 1972, the group had their own syndicated television show, but their sales were drying up. They left Reprise the following year, signing to Rogers' new label, Jolly Rogers. None of their singles became major hits, though a version of Merle Haggard's "Today I Started Loving You Again" reached the lower regions of the country charts late in 1973. Rogers left the group in 1974, and the band broke up the following year.

At the time the band broke up, Rogers was severely in debt and Jolly Rogers was out of business. In order to jump-start his career, he signed to United Artists in 1975, and with the help of producer Larry Butler, he devised an accessible, radio-ready, and immaculately crafted take on country-pop that leaned toward adult contemporary pop, not country. "Love Lifted Me," his debut single for the label, was a minor hit early in 1976, but it took a full year for Rogers to have a genuine breakthrough hit with "Lucille." Climbing to number one early in 1977, "Lucille" not only was a major country hit, earning the Country Music Association's Single of the Year award, but it also was a huge crossover success, peaking at number five on the pop charts. For the next six years, Rogers had a steady string of Top Ten hits on both the country and pop charts. His crossover success is important -- his lush, easy listening productions and smooth croons showed that country stars could conquer the pop audience, if produced and marketed correctly. During the late '70s and early '80s, much of country radio was dominated either by urban cowboy or country-pop in the vein of Rogers' own singles. Between 1978 and 1980, he had five straight number one country singles -- "Love or Something Like It," "The Gambler," "She Believes in Me," "You Decorated My Life," "Coward of the County" -- most of which also reached the pop Top Ten. In addition to his solo hits, he had a series of Top Ten duets with Dottie West, including the number one hits "Every Time Two Fools Collide" (1978), "All I Ever Need Is You" (1979), and "What Are We Doin' in Love" (1981). Not only did his singles sell well, but so did his albums, with every record he released between 1976's Kenny Rogers and 1984's Once Upon a Christmas going gold or platinum.

By the beginning of the '80s, Rogers' audience was as much pop as it was country, and singles like his cover of Lionel Richie's "Lady" confirmed that fact, spending six weeks at the top of the pop charts. Rogers also began duetting with pop singers like Kim Carnes ("Don't Fall in Love With a Dreamer," number three country, number four pop, 1980) and Sheena Easton ("We've Got Tonight," number one country, number six pop, 1983). Rogers also began making inroads into television and film, appearing in a number of TV specials and made-for-TV movies, including 1982's Six Pack and two movies based on his songs "The Gambler" and "Coward of the County." Late in 1983, he left United Artists/Liberty for RCA Records, releasing a duet with Dolly Parton called "Islands in the Stream" as his first single for the label. Written by the Bee Gees and produced by Barry Gibb, the record became one of his biggest hits, spending two weeks on the top of both the country and pop charts. Rogers stayed at RCA for five years, during which time he alternated between MOR, adult contemporary pop and slick country-pop. The hits didn't come as often as they used to, and they were frequently competing with releases from Liberty's vaults, but he managed to log five number one singles for the label, in addition to "Islands in the Stream": "Crazy" (1984), "Real Love" (1985), "Morning Desire" (1985), "Tomb of the Unknown Love" (1986), and the Ronnie Milsap duet "Make No Mistake, She's Mine" (1987). Despite his country successes, he no longer had pop crossover hits. Nevertheless, Rogers' concerts continued to be popular, as did his made-for-TV movies. Still, the lack of blockbuster records meant that RCA failed to renew his contract when it expired in 1988. Rogers returned to his first label, Reprise, where he had one major hit -- 1989's Top Ten "The Vows Go Unbroken (Always True to You)," taken from the gold album Something Inside So Strong -- before his singles started charting in the lower half of the Top 40.

Throughout the late '80s and '90s, Rogers kept busy with charity work, concerts, his fast-food chain Kenny Rogers' Roasters, television specials, movies, and photography, publishing no less than two books, Kenny Rogers' America and Kenny Rogers: Your Friends and Mine, of his photos. Rogers continued to record, releasing albums nearly every year, but they failed to break beyond his large, devoted fan base and only made a slight impact on the charts. With 1998's Christmas From the Heart, he established his own record label, Dreamcatcher; She Rides Wild Horses followed a year later, and There You Go Again was issued in mid-2000. ~ David Vinopal & Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide

http://www.mp3.com/Kenny-Rogers/artists/75053/biography.html

The Gambler


On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

Now Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

So when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count you r money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 05:40 am
Christopher Robin Milne
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Christopher Robin Milne (August 21, 1920 - April 20, 1996) was the son of author Alan Alexander Milne and Dorothy de Selincourt. The character of Christopher Robin in the Winnie the Pooh stories was named after him.

History

Christopher Robin Milne was born at 11 Mallord St, Chelsea, London at 8am. His parents had decided that the baby was going to be a girl and that they would call her Rosemary, when it turned out to be a boy they wanted to call him Billy. They decided against this on the basis that Billy was too informal a name and they disliked the name William. Finally they decided that it would be better anyway to give the child two first names as this would help to distinguish him from other Milnes, and each parent choose a name.

Although officially he was named Christopher Robin, his parents often referred to him as "Billy." When Christopher began to talk he pronounced his own surname as Moon not Milne. Thus his family would often call him "Billy", "Moon", or "Billy Moon" instead of Christopher Robin. In later life he became known just as Christopher.

On Christopher's first birthday he received an Alpha Farnell Teddy Bear. This bear, along with a real bear named "Winnie" that Christopher saw at the London Zoo, would eventually become the basis for the character of Winnie-the-Pooh. The teddy bear was described as being about two feet tall, light in color, frequently losing his eyes, and a fairly constant companion to Christopher.

As was usual for people of his class at the time, Christopher was brought up by a nanny. Meetings with his parents were restricted to short periods just after breakfast, at tea time and in the evening just before he went to bed.

Christopher was a shy boy and did not like the attention that he received from the public because of his father's success with the Pooh books. It was determined that Christopher would be sent to Prep School at Gibbs, London in 1929. His father also announced that The House at Pooh Corner would be the last Christopher Robin book. The popularity of the Pooh books however made it almost impossible for Christopher Robin to enjoy a 'normal' life even though no more Pooh books were written.

From Gibbs, Christopher Robin went on to boarding school at Stowe where he learned to box as a way to defend himself from the taunting of his classmates. In 1939 he won a fellowship to read English at Trinity College, Cambridge.

It wasn't long before the Second World War broke out, leading Christopher to leave his studies and attempt to join the army. He was disappointed when he learned that he had failed the medical exams and was therefore turned down. His father then used his influence to get Christopher a position with the second training battalion of the Royal Engineers. He received his commission in July 1942 and was then posted to the Middle East and Italy.

Although Christopher had always had a close relationship with his father, this bond was broken by his time away and he began to resent what he saw as his father's exploitation of him. He also came to hate the books that had thrust him into the public eye. After being discharged from the army he went to Cambridge to complete his studies. There he graduated with a Third Class Honours degree in English.

On July 24, 1948 Christopher married his cousin Lesley Selincourt. His mother, Dorothy de Selincourt, disliked this partially because she did not get along with Lesley's father, who was Dorothy's brother. Dorothy wanted Christopher to marry his childhood friend, Anne Darlington. In 1951, Christopher and Lesley moved to Dartmouth to start the Harbour Bookshop. This was fairly ironic since he resented the fame that came to him from his father's books. However, Christopher's career as a bookseller turned out to be a success. Dorothy thought the decision very odd, inasmuch as Christopher didn't seem to like "business" and would have to meet Pooh fans all the time. While both of these factors would cause them frustrations, Christopher and Lesley successfully ran their bookshop for many years -- and that without any help from royalties derived from sales of the Pooh Books. He returned occasionally to visit his father after the elder Milne became ill, but once his father died he did not visit his mother again in the fifteen years up to her death.

A few months after Alan's death in 1956, Christopher and Lesley's daughter, Clara Milne, was born. Alan's fears for Christopher and Lesley's future offspring had proven justified; Clara was born severely palsied. And yet, in devising means to give her as much independence as possible, Christopher's rather unusual combination of a mathematician's brain and a woodworker's hands finally shone.

In 1974, Christopher decided to publish the first of three autobiographical books. The Enchanted Places gave an account of his childhood and of the problems that he had encountered because of the Pooh books.

Christopher battled for some years with myasthenia gravis, a neurological disease, and passed away peacefully in his sleep on April 20, 1996. His life was celebrated in a small Quaker gathering of family and friends.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Robin_Milne
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 06:54 am
Good Day WA2K

Nice bios, as usual, Bob:

And here are today's birthdays:

Births
1165 - King Philip II of France (d. 1223)
1535 - Shimazu Yoshihiro, Japanese samurai and warlord (d. 1619)
1660 - Hubert Gautier, French scientist and civil engineer (d. 1737)
1665 - Giacomo F. Maraldi, French-Italian astronomer (d. 1729)
1670 - James FitzJames, 1st Duke of Berwick, French military leader (d. 1734)
1754 - William Murdoch, Scottish inventor (d. 1839)
1765 - William IV of the United Kingdom (d. 1837)
1789 - Augustin Louis Cauchy, French mathematician (d. 1857)
1811 - William Kelly, iron manufacturer, inventor (d. 1888)
1813 - Jean Stas, Belgian chemist (d. 1891)
1816 - Charles Frédéric Gerhardt, French chemist (d. 1856)
1826 - Karl Gegenbaur, German anatomist (d. 1903)
1872 - Aubrey Beardsley, English illustrator (d. 1898)
1904 - William "Count" Basie, bandleader (d. 1984)
1906 - Friz Freleng, movie animator (d. 1995)
1908 - M. M. Kaye, British writer (d. 2004)
1920 - Christopher Robin Milne, English son of A. A. Milne (d. 1996)
1923 - Shimon Peres, Prime Minister of Israel
1924 - Chris Schenkel, sports journalist
1924 - Jack Weston, actor (d. 1996)
1925 - Maurice Pialat, French actor and director (d. 2003)
1928 - Art Farmer, trumpet player (d. 1999)
1930 - Princess Margaret, Countess of Snowdon (d. 2002)
1932 - Melvin Van Peebles, actor, screenwriter
1933 - Janet Baker, English mezzo-soprano
1936 - Wilt Chamberlain, Basketball Hall of Famer (d. 1999)
1938 - Kenny Rogers, singer, actor
1939 - Clarence Williams III, actor
1939 - James Burton, rock guitarist
1944 - Jackie DeShannon, singer
1944 - Peter Weir, film director
1952 - Joe Strummer, British musician, guitarist/vocalist with The Clash (d. 2002)
1954 - Ivan Stang, founder of the Church of the SubGenius
1956 - Kim Cattrall, actress
1959 - Jim McMahon, National Football League quarterback
1963 - Mohammed VI of Morocco
1967 - Carrie-Anne Moss, actress
1967 - Serj Tankian, singer for System of a Down
1969 - Josée Chouinard, Canadian figure skater
1978 - Reuben Droughns, American football player
1978 - Jason Marquis, Major League Baseball pitcher
1984 - Alizée, french singer

http://www.coolfer.com/blog/blog/images/Rogers.jpg
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 07:06 am
http://www.mybestlife.com/ita_anima/musica_golosi/images/Joestrummer_rec.jpg
Joe Strummer

joe died before completing his last album, this song was included as the closing track, it was really just a demo and but the people in charge of putting the finishing touches on the album felt it a fitting sentiment


Silver And Gold (Before I Grow Too Old)
Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros

I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all the city lights
I'll do everything silver and gold
I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
I'm gonna kiss all the pretty girls
I'll do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

Oh I do a lotta things I know is wrong
Hope I'm forgiven before I'm gone
It'll take a lotta prayers to save my soul
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
Gonna kiss all the pretty girls
Who do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all your city lights
I'm gonna do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 21 Aug, 2005 07:53 am
Good morning, WA2K radio fans and contributors. It's going to be a beautiful day here in my neighborhood.

First, I would like to acknowledge dj's fantastic calendar of songs. Marvelous, Canada. thank you so much for your very clever line up.

Good afternoon, Walter and McTag. I know Diane will appreciate your description and history of that beautiful home, McTag. I know that I did.

Walter, your Kinks song was perfect for lazing on a Sunday afternoon. Thanks, Germany.

Bob's bios are always a learning experience, right listeners, and I was enthralled with Milne's background. I want to re read that later. Thanks, Boston.

About Kenny Rodgers, My sister told me that his song "Ruby" was a favorite of the disabled vets in hospital in Staunton, Virginia.

Raggedy, once again you have been so faithful to present our station with the celeb line up. Thanks, PA.

Back later, listeners. Would you believe that I stayed awake last evening watching old James Bond movies? Silly Letty!
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