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dj, that song by Joe Strummer was quite sad, no?

Well, listeners, here are a couple of songs designed to be a tribute.

First:





Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed
Droops on the little hands little gold head
Hush Hush, whisper who dares
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers

God bless Mummy, I know that's right
Wasn't it fun in the bath tonight
The cold so cold and the hot so hot
Oh God bless Daddy, I quite forgot

Thank you God for a lovely Day
And what was the other I had to say
I said bless Daddy, so what can it be
Oh now I remember, God bless me

Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.

And next, folks, another synchronicity. I was listening to a song on our FM station and as kismet would have it:


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I don't remember what day it was
I didn't notice what time it was
All I know is that I fell in love with you
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you
Every day's a new day in love with you
With each day comes a new way of loving you
Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wonder
And if all my dreams come true
I'll be spending time with you

Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow

Tommorrow makes each springtime just a day away
Cupid we don't need you now be on your way
I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
And I always will be true
I'll be spending time with you

Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow

Every day's a new day, every time I love ya
Every time's a new way, every time I love ya...
Very day's a new day, every time I love ya
Every time's a new way, every time I love ya...
Every time I love ya...

From "Goldfinger"? That's the movie that I watched last night!

Interesting news item from the world of music:

Pink Floyd's Waters puts operatic spin on history


Since 1989, Waters wrestled with many of those same concerns in a genre new to him: opera. The result, "Ca Ira," an opera set during the French Revolution, arrives in stores September 27 from Columbia/Sony BMG Masterworks.

Spread over two Super Audio CDs and accompanied by a "making of" DVD and a lavish 60-page booklet, the recording features an accomplished cast, including bass baritone Bryn Terfel, soprano Ying Huang and tenor Paul Groves.

The opera's setting and themes were inspired by a libretto written for the French Revolution's bicentennial by songwriter Etienne Roda-Gil and his wife, Nadine, who also created illustrations for their co-written text. (Some of those images are included in the booklet.) Introduced to the couple by a mutual friend, Waters took on the task of writing the music for the opera, whose characters include King Louis Capet, Marie Antoinette and the revolutionaries who changed the course of history.

"Eventually, though," Waters recalls, "Sony urged me to use English instead of French, so I wrote an English version of Etienne and Nadine's work, and then I felt compelled to expand on their original text. Their work was really a series of gorgeous tableaux, and I added more personal narrative and history for some of the characters."

Waters' music recalls the lush, hyper-Romantic sound of opera composers like Puccini. "(He is) definitely an inspiration," concurs Waters, who also sees common ground between his rock compositions and some of Puccini's work: "After all, his opera 'Tosca' takes place in a police state."

It will not come as much surprise to Pink Floyd fans that "Ca Ira" contains a number of non-musical elements. Waters' concept involves sound effects, a number of non-singing roles and staging inspired by the theatrical conceit of a three-ring circus. "All of this," he concedes, "would be hugely expensive to mount." As a result, the opera has yet to be staged live, though a concert performance is planned for November in Rome.

Waters sees strong parallels between the turbulence of the French Revolution and contemporary geopolitics.

"All my life," muses Waters, whose father died in World War II, "I have been preoccupied with the great tragedy of losing family in wars. The pain of losing a parent or a child in (an act of) violence that is purposefully and directly generated by political forces is in a certain way harder to bear than if someone dies in, say, an accident. The death feels more preventable."

Reuters/Billboard

The Dangling Conversation lyrics

Artist - Joan Baez
Album - Joan
Lyrics - The Dangling Conversation

It's a still life water color,
Of a now late afternoon,
As the sun shines through the curtained lace
And shadows wash the room.
And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
The borders of our alliance.

And you read your Emily Dickinson,
And I my Robert Frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
And the dangled conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our alliance.

Yes, we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
Can analysis be worthwhile?
Is the theater really dead?
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our alliance.

There's a young fellow rockin' in a thump thump car
and he's smug as a commentator on NPR
and our foolish government tries to save face
while the whole world struggles to become one bland place.

edgar, those are lovely lyrics by Joan. Did she write that one to Dylan as well?

Listeners, I have spent most of the afternoon researching Robert Waters "Ca Ira" because it intrigues me that he would conduct such an undertaking. Strange things drive us to learn in the vehicle of curiosity, right?

Well, as usual, folks, I have no idea what our dys is referring to, but I am certain that he will NOT explain. <smile>. Perhaps he will lift a metaphorical garden hose to allow our sugar ant of inquisitiveness to pass unimpeded.

HIT ME WITH YOUR RHYTHM STICK - 27/01/1979
Ian Dury and the Blockheads
1 week at #1 - 15 weeks on chart

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yukatan
Every womans, every man

Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me, hit me
Je t'adore, ich leibe dich
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me slowly, hit me quick
Hit me, hit me, hit me

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their bodies, to and fro

Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me, hit me
Das ist gut, c' est fantastique
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me with your rhythm stick
It's nice to be a lunatic-
Hit me, hit me, hit me

Hit me, hit me, hit

In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fey
Over the hills and far away

Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me, hit me
c'est ci bon, mm? Ist es nicht
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me with your rhythm stick
Two fat persons, click click click
Hit me, hit me, hit me

Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me
Hit me, hit me, hit me

If I recall correctly, Dangling Conversation is by Paul Simon.

there's a guru snoozin' in a limousine
and a whole industry pumping blood into recycled scenes
there'll be one corporation selling one little box
it'll do what you want and tell you what you want and cost whatever you got

McTag, Wow! "Hit me with Your Rhythm Stick" is one of the phrases that I found in my research. Amazing, Brit.

Thanks, edgar. I am never quite sure, you know.

Sooooo, dys. We're carrying ahead the theme of vehicles, are we. So, cowboy, why am I playing this song?

- "I Only Wish You Happiness"
Lyrics
She never hated me
she only misunderstood the context
and it's nothing that matters matters to anyone
but the kids are shrieking
and I'm pretty sure we're all going to hell

And I only wish you happiness
for the rest of your life

The yuppies move in a relentless advance
and we're all cannon fodder for the ladies
with feathered hair and plaid capri pants
and we're all going down, ladies and gentlemen,
(and we're all going to hell in a handbasket)
we're all going down

And I only wish you happiness
for the rest of your life

there's a wheel of symbols and a wheel of spokes
let's face it, friends, these are station wagons and we're our folks
the cafe's open the hotel's shut down
but lord these bad habits sure do stick around

Okay, listeners, since gently bashing dys ain't no fun let's sing a song of wheels because "blessed are they who go around in circles for they shall be called wheels"


BILLY PRESTON lyrics - "Will It Go Round In Circles"





I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while
I've got a story, ain't got no moral
Let the bad guy win every once in a while

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps, no
I'm gonna let the music move me around
I've got a dance, I ain't got no steps
I'm gonna let the music move me around

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

[Instrumental Interlude]

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I'ma gonna sing it to my friends
I've got a song, I ain't got no melody
I' ma gonna sing it to my friends

Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky
Will it go round in circles
Will it fly high like a bird up in the sky

When I build my little cabin with a sky window above the bed
So I can sleep with Orion in the middle of the winter
Maybe you will visit me, we can cook a slow soup

You know, dys. There is nothing that I would rather do than visit you and your lady, especially in a little cabin. <smile>

It was in the cold waters of a Virginia creek where I first went skinny dipping and watched the banks light up with the larva of glow worms. No one has ever seen such a sight in the city, nor felt such a spa.

Well, listeners, before I get too nostalgic, let's have a sports news item:




Lineman collapses, dies after preseason game

By EDDIE PELLS, AP Sports Writer
August 21, 2005
DENVER (AP) -- San Francisco offensive lineman Thomas Herrion collapsed in the locker room and died Sunday morning, shortly after the 49ers played the Denver Broncos in a preseason game. He was 23.

Herrion, a 6-foot-3, 310-pound guard, was on the field for San Francisco's 14-play, 91-yard drive that ended with a touchdown with 2 seconds left.

Players had finished listening to coach Mike Nolan address them in a postgame meeting when Herrion collapsed. Medics administered CPR on him and took him to an ambulance that rushed him to a nearby hospital.






About three hours later, 49ers spokesman Aaron Salkin confirmed that Herrion had been pronounced dead. The cause of death was not immediately known.

``This is a colossal tragedy for the 49ers and the entire NFL community,'' Salkin said. ``We still do not know all the details. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Herrion family.''

The death comes a little more than four years after offensive lineman Korey Stringer of the Minnesota Vikings died of heatstroke during a training camp practice on a day during which the heat index soared to 110.

Since Stringer's death, NFL teams have increased their efforts to teach players about hydration and how to manage the heat. They have been experimenting with sensors to measure players' core body temperatures, although those by themselves wouldn't be able to prevent a heat-related death.

Temperatures were in the mid-60s with 50 percent humidity Saturday night in Denver, although experts say heatstroke can occur even in cool conditions.

After the game, Nolan said he had no comments about San Francisco's 26-21 loss to the Broncos.

``There are more important things on our mind than the game,'' he said. ``Right now, our thoughts and prayers are with Thomas Herrion.''

Shortly after that statement, the Niners got dressed and boarded buses that took them to the Denver airport for their flight back to California. Salkin said coaches notified players of the tragedy at the airport.

``We didn't see anything happen,'' Niners defensive lineman Marques Douglas said. ``I sat by my locker and prayed for him.''

Herrion, a first-year player with the 49ers, played college ball at Utah and spent part of last season on the San Francisco and Dallas practice squads. He also played this season with the Hamburg Sea Dogs of NFL Europe.

Stringer's death was thought to be the first of its kind in the NFL. In 1979, St. Louis Cardinals tight end J.V. Cain died of a heart attack during training camp. Chuck Hughes, a wide receiver for the Detroit Lions, died of a heart attack Oct. 24, 1972, during a game in Detroit against the Chicago Bears.

In April, Arena Football League player Al Lucas of the Los Angeles Avengers died of a spinal-cord injury he endured while making a tackle.

If dogs run free, why not me
Across the swamp of time?
My mind weaves a symphony
And tapestry of rhyme.
Oh, winds which rush my tale to thee
So it may flow and be,
To each his own, it's all unknown,
If dogs run free.

Constellations: I learned this week that Subaru is the name in Japanese for Pleiades, and that is of course why these cars have a seven-starred badge on the bonnet/ hood.

Well, folks. It seems that our dys is lost in meditation, but we love to see his verse run free, right?

Perhaps he is as nostalgic for Wolf Hole Arizona as I am for the cabin by the cold waters of Wolf Creek.

Wolf Hole appears to have been a small ranching and farming community. Its name was given to it by Major John Wesley Powell, who apparently mis-translated its Pah-Ute name, "Coyote Spring".There was a post office from 1918 to 1927. Submitted by: Kurt Wenner

Well, McTag, Thank you for that bit of star etymology. Translation please!

It seems to me, folks, that I heard a commercial many "moons" ago that said something like:

That's why Cadillacs drive Subaru.

And, of course, we could read Whitman's "When I Heard the Learned Astronomer, but we won't.

Instead, let's play name the play.

From whence cometh:

" come bitter conduct; come unsavory guide"

It does follow the star theme.

Dys, is that an original by you? Nice.

I don't know the answer. Sounds oldish, though- WS?