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McTag
 
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Reply Tue 11 Jan, 2005 05:19 pm
This doesn't answer your question, but I don't think it's English. Matty Groves was.

http://www.bluegrassmessengers.com/master/littlesadie12.html

Little Sadie (Laws I8)
Old-time Appalachian Blues; North Carolina, Virginia, Texas- Widely Spread;
ARTIST: Two versions (both fragments; A with music) from Randolph, Ozark Folksongs, Vol. II (1948, pp. 117-118);
CATEGORY: Fiddle and Instrumental Tunes; DATE: Early 1900's (1922)
RECORDING INFO: Little Sadie: Clarence Ashley, "Little Sadie" (Columbia 15522-D, 1930; on RoughWays1); Wade Ward, "Little Sadie" [instrumental] (on Holcomb-Ward1); Ashley, Clarence (Thomas/Tom)). Old-Time Music at Clarence Ashley's, Part 2, Folkways FA 2359, LP (1963), cut# 2; Dr. Corn's Bluegrass Remedy. It'll Tickle Your Innards, Grassroots GR 004, LP (1977), cut#B.03; Foreacre, Louise. Stoneman Family Old Time Songs, Folkways FA 2315, Cas (1957), cut# 12; Freight Hoppers. Where'd You Come From, Where'd You Go?, Rounder 0403, CD (1996), cut# 4; Jarrell, Tommy. Rainbow Sign, County 791, LP (198?), cut# 4; May, William. Folksongs and Ballads, Vol 4, Augusta Heritage AHR 010, Cas (1992), cut#B.06 (Sweet Sadie); Michael, Walt; & McCreesh, Tom. Dance Like a Wave on the Sea, Front Hall FHR-017, LP (1978), cut# 5; Ward, Wade. Roscoe Holcomb and Wade Ward, Folkways FA 2363, LP (1962), cut#B.09; Watson, Doc. Doc Watson on Stage, Vanguard VSD 9/10, LP (1970), cut# 22; West, Hedy; and Bill Clifton. Getting Folk Out of the Country, Bear Family BF 15008, LP (198?), cut# 4;
Bad (Man) Lee Brown: "Last night I was making my rounds" Laws - Round #780 - Randolph- Ozark 2 pp117-8 -- Tom PALEY (voc/ banjo): ARGO ZFB-3 1960; Native American Balladry, Amer. Folklore Society, Bk (1964), p250; Unknown Singers. Folk Music in America, Vol. 9, Songs of Death & Tragedy, Library of Congress LBC-09, LP (1978), cut#B.01; John Dilleshaw's "Bad Lee Brown,"
Penitentiary Blues: McGee, Sam. Grand Dad of the Country Guitar Pickers, Arhoolie 5012, LP (197?), cut# 12; Webster, Otis. Southern Prison Blues, Tradition 2066, LP (196?), cut#A.03;
Bad Man Ballad: American Ballads and Folk Songs, MacMillan, Bk (1934), p. 89;
OTHER NAMES: "Bad Man's Blunder," "Bad(Man) Lee Brown;" "Penitentiary Blues;" "Bad Man Ballad;" "Cocaine Blues;" "Ode to Bad Bill;" "Chain Gang Blues;"
SOURCES: Laws I8, "Bad Lee Brown;" Randolph 155, "Bad Lee Brown" (2 texts, 1 tune); MWheeler, pp. 109-111, "Late One Night" (1 text, 1 tune); Lomax-ABFS, pp. 89-91, "Bad Man Ballad" (1 text, 1 tune); Grossman, Stefan. Book of Guitar Tunings, Amsco, Sof (1972), p66; Lomax, Amer. Ballads, 89, 12, m. (Miss. "Bad Man Ballad," partly from L.C. Record 1859, 8 sts.). St. 1 and the last half of st. 10 are given above. Brown II, 597, 8 (N.C. "Sadie"). Cambiaire, 22 (same source as Henry's). Henry, Songs Sung, 39, 6 ( (Tenn. "Little Sadie"). Randolph II, 117, 2, m.; 1½ (Mo.). Wheeler, 110, 10. m. ("Late One Night"). Williams, 410, 9 (Ky.). L.C. Records 2851 B1 (N.C. "Little Sadie"); 384 B (Fla.); and the following under the title "Bad Man Ballad"; 706 A1 (S.C.) and 2591 B2 (Ark.).
NOTES: One part, known as a banjo, fiddle and guitar solo which originated in the Appalachian region but has been found as far west as Arkansas as early as 1939. "Little Sadie" also known as "Bad Man Ballad" is probably where Jim Croce got the idea and name for his hit song, ?'Bad Bad Leroy Brown." Although Lee Brown is usually the bad man in the "Little Sadie," Croce's song is an entirely different song. "Bad Man's Blunder," by Hays and Cisco Houston is a variant of "Little Sadie" that was a hit for the Kingston Trio. "Penitentiary Blues/Cocaine Blues," was released by Johnny Cash in 1960 and redone by George Thorogood many years later.
The basic plot is this: The singer goes out one night to "make his rounds." He meets his (girlfriend/wife), Little Sadie, and shoots her. He flees, but is overtaken and sentenced to (a long prison term/life). Another description by Laws: "After killing his woman, the bully tries to run away, but he is arrested, tried, and sentenced to ninety-nine years."
Manfred Herbert: On page 165 of Song and Dance Man: The Art of Bob Dylan, by Michael Gray (1981 revised Hamlyn edition), the author, like many others before and after him, falls into the trap of falsely attributing a deeper meaning, "creative idiosyncrasy", to Bob Dylan's rendition of a traditional folk song, in this case, "Little Sadie."
GRAY: "In Search of Little Sadie" and "Little Sadie" are based on an older song, which Johnny Cash recorded as "Transfusion Blues"... and as "Cocaine Blues"... The story-line has remained much the same -- it tells of an escape, arrest, trial and jailing. But while Cash plods through a lifeless narrative, congealing in his artificial Manliness, Dylan ditches the worst platitudes, transforms others, by his timing, into wit, and fills his narrative with creative idiosyncrasy. While Cash sings "overtook me down in Juarez, Mexico" (a place already associated with Dylan in song, from "Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues") Dylan has it "They overtook me down in Jericho," which gives, as Geoffrey Cannon wrote, "an echo of his persistent references to places of abstract myth. Cash places the arrest: Dylan puts it anywhere." p. 165, 1981 Hamlyn edition.
I do not mean to belittle Gray's research and in fact consider it a milestone in Dylanology (whatever that is). It has given me a lot of food for thoughts, since its first edition came out shortly after the British edition of Scaduto's biography -- and his book along with Scaduto's (and the first Writings and Drawings edition) has probably influenced me more than any others.
Back in the early 1970s, it kindled my interest in Dylan's poetry, but it also made me aware of the fact that a lot of "deeper meaning", "creative idiosyncrasy" (as Gray puts it) is falsely attributed to Bob's renditions of traditional folksongs. A lot of critics seem to see the Midas touch on EVERYTHING picked up by Dylan, and a lot of (IMO) "worthless foam" is uttered based on these false premises.
"I lost my glasses can't see Jericho" (Some Other Kind of Songs -- Bob Dylan) -- again, I ain't no expert nor an expert's son (no Dylan connection but a paraphrased "floating stanza" from numerous blues songs), but here's my five-cents worth about "Little Sadie":
Gray and Cannon (in his review of 'Self Portrait' in The Guardian of June 26, 1970) seem to have lost *their* glasses as well. Blinded by the light of Dylan's glory, they do not perceive that Dylan sings the older folk song version of which Cash's versions are variants/re-writes (by T. J. Arnall).
Dylan's source of "(In Search of) Little Sadie" is the version of Clarence (Tom) Ashley with Doc Watson, recorded by Mike Seeger in Chicago, IL, February 1962 (Folkways FA 2359 "Old Time Music at Clarence Ashley's, Vol. 2"). The lyrics are basically identical, "Jericho", and all...
Moreover, a Cisco Houston variant of the same song family, "Bad Lee Brown" (Everest FS-205: "Cisco Houston"), probably recorded in the 1940s, which has completely different lyrics, also names "Jericho" as the place of arrest.
"Jericho" -- a "place of abstract myth"? Dylan's use of it "creative idiosyncrasy"?
The song seems to be known as "Little Sadie" only in and around North Carolina (another version by that title was collected by the Archive of American Folksong in Elk Park, NC).
Let us look at the other location mentioned in both Dylan's and Clarence Ashley's versions of the song, which Clarence Ashley had previously recorded as Columbia 15522-D, probably in October 1929. Both mention the sheriff from "Thomasville."
And, lo and behold, Thomasville, pop. 14,144 (1980 census) can be found in North Carolina, the Tar Heel State, just south of Winston Salem. The National Zip-Code and Post Office Directory does, however, not list a town named "Jericho" for this state.
So where would you run after shooting Little Sadie down? To a neighboring state? Heading south, "where the climate suits my clothes"?
To South Carolina? Lo and behold, there's a "Jericho" listed in the National Zip-Code and Post Office Directory.
So, is it fair to assume that the traditional "Thomasville" and "Jericho" variants of "Little Sadie" (aka "Bad Man Ballad" aka "Penitentiary Blues" aka "Chain Gang Blues", etc.) could possibly represent a local (or localized) North Carolina murder ballad, just like "Poor Omie" (aka "Naomi Wise", "Poor Omie Wise") (murder of Naomi Wise by Jonathan Lewis in Randolph County, NC, 1808)?
In my opinion, the only "creative idiosyncrasy" seems to be Gray's and Cannon's, the only "abstract myth" their perception of Dylan as someone with the Midas touch -- even when Dylan just sings a faithful rendition of a traditional folksong (Manfred Herbert).
Scarborough (On the Trail of Negro Folk-Songs, 1925, pp.87-89, 243) reports a very similar piece, and Sandburg (American Songbag, 1927, pp. 310-311) found a related item in Fort Smith, Ark. See also the "Bad Man Ballad" which Lomax (American Ballads and Folk Songs, 1934, pp. 89-91) "learned from a tongue-tied Negro convict at Parchman, Mississippi."
Here are two versions of lyrics to Bad Lee Brown/Little Sadie" from Randolph:

BAD LEE BROWN- A

Sung by Miss Billie Freese, Joplin, Mo., Apr. 17, 1922.
Miss Freese learned it from her boy-friend, a native of West Plains, Mo.

Last night I was a-makin' my rounds,
Met my old woman an' I blowed her down,
I went on home to go to bed,
Put my old cannon right under my head.

Jury says murder in the first degree,
I says oh Lord, have mercy on me!
Old Judge White picks up his pen,
Says you'll never kill no woman ag'in.

BAD LEE BROWN- B

Contributed by Mr. Robert L. Kennedy, Springfield, Mo., May 3, 1934.
Mr. Kennedy says that the song was popular in Springfield fifty years ago.

Don't know whether to hang you or not,
This killin' women jest nachelly's got to stop!
. . . . .
Here I is bowed down with shame,
Got a number instead of a name,
Forty-nine years in prison for life,
All I ever done was to kill my wife.
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Letty
 
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Reply Tue 11 Jan, 2005 07:04 pm
McTag. You just made my head spin. Thank you, my British friend. In the spinning, I find that things became very clear. One final song before I leave for the eve. <smile>

Londonderry Air (Danny Boy)

Melody -




Would God I were the tender apple blossom
That floats and falls from off the twisted bough,
To lie and faint within your silken bosom,
Within your silken bosom as that does now!
Or would I were a little burnish'd apple
For you to pluck me, gliding by so cold,
While sun and shade your robe of lawn will dapple,
Your robe of lawn, and your hair's spun gold.
Yea, would to God I were among the roses
That lean to kiss you as you float between,
While on the lowest branch a bud uncloses,
A bud uncloses, to touch you, queen.
Nay, since you will not love, would I were growing,
A happy daisy, in the garden path;
That so your silver foot might press me going,
Might press me going even unto death.

The Irish and the Brits and the Scotts. and in between, somewhere, there lies a Yank and some grass of blue.
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ossobuco
 
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Reply Tue 11 Jan, 2005 07:05 pm
Personally, I would never keep a bottle of antibacterial stuff around, and certainly not for the flu, which is viral.
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panzade
 
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Reply Tue 11 Jan, 2005 07:33 pm
Bless you McTag...extraordinary sleuthing. Many thanks...and I'm convinced that it's not a ballad come over from the UK.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Tue 11 Jan, 2005 08:19 pm
Hey, what is this, a morgue? Everybody let's dance. Get out there with me Raggedy.


Come on everybody clap your hands
Now you're looking good
I'm gonna sing my song and you won't take long
We gotta do the twist and it goes like this

Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again like we did last year
Do you remember when things were really hummin'
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here

Yeah round 'n around 'n up 'n down we go again
Oh baby make me know you love me so then
Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here

Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again like we did last year
Do you remember when things were really hummin'
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here

Yeah round 'n around 'n up 'n down we go again
Oh baby make me know you love me so then
Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again, twistin' time is here
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 07:37 am
I hear you loud and clear, Edgar. Let's go, Man.

One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock,
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock,
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight.

Put your glad rags on and join me, hon,
We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes two, three and four,
If the band slows down we'll yell for more,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the chimes ring five, six and seven,
We'll be right in seventh heaven.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too,
I'll be goin' strong and so will you.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.

When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then,
Start a rockin' round the clock again.
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight.
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight.
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Letty
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 09:46 am
Good morning, rockers. Now that's what I call up and at 'em music.

Here's an item of interest from our science crew:
http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=570&ncid=753&e=2&u=/nm/20050112/sc_nm/space_statue_dc

For those of you who appreciate this kind of thing. <shrugs> Laughing

Later, we'll be back to see if we can match those happy day checkers.
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Letty
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 09:49 am
Well, my goodness. That story has expired. It had to do with Atlas holding up a very valuable discovery in the realm of ancient astronomers. We'll have the news team check it out.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 09:58 am
Letty: Google wouldn't let me access your link.
All that "rockin'" has worn me out. I'm huffin' and puffin',so:

January 12 Birthdays are in order:

1588 John Winthrop, colonial governor of the Massachusetts Bay Colony (Edwardston, England; died 1649)
1628 Charles Perrault, fairy tale writer (Paris, France; died 1703)
1737 John Hancock, patriot/statesman and 1st signer of the Declaration of Independence (Braintree, MA; died 1793)
1856 John Singer Sargent, portrait painter (Florence, Italy; died 1925)
1876 Jack London, author (San Francisco, CA; died 1916)
1910 Luise Rainer, actress (Vienna, Austria)
1920 James Farmer, civil rights leader (Marshall, TX; died 1999)
1926 Ray Price, country singer (Perryville, TX)
1944 Joe Frazier, champion boxer (Beaufort, SC)
1948 Anthony Andrews, actor (London, England)
1951 Kirstie Alley, actress (Wichita, KS)
1951 Rush Limbaugh, radio personality (Cape Girardeau, MO)
1954 Howard Stern, radio/TV personality (New York, NY)

Remembering John Singer Sargent. Pretty isn't it?

http://www.michaelolaf.net/SPM001sargentportrait2.jpg
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Letty
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 11:17 am
Ah, Raggedy, he is pretty, and I had always thought that John S.S. was a boy.

Lots of famous folks birthday's are on this day, listeners. I suppose that we'll have to give a sop to Cerebus, Howard Stern.

Now let's see what we can do with the science news item:

Reuters) - A Roman statue of Atlas -- the mythical titan who carried the heavens on his shoulders -- holds clues to the long-lost work of the ancient astronomer Hipparchus, an astronomical historian said on Tuesday.

(begin classical music background as the article continues:


http://homepage1.nifty.com/webhall/chopin/etud10_3.htm

This particular site was sent to WA2K radio by Phoenix









The statue in question is known as the Farnese Atlas, a 7-foot tall marble work which resides in the Farnese Collection in the National Archeological Museum in Naples, Italy.


What makes it important to scientists is not the titan's muscular form but the globe he supports: carved constellations adorn its surface in exactly the locations Hipparchus would have seen in his day, suggesting that the sculptor based the globe on the ancient astronomer's star catalog, which no modern eyes have seen.


"There are really very few instances where lost ancient secrets or wisdom are ever actually found," said Bradley Schaefer of Louisiana State University. "Here is a real case where rather well-known lost ancient wisdom has been discovered."


Hipparchus, who flourished around 140-125 BC, is believed to have been one of the world's first path-breaking astronomers. Among other innovations, he put together the first comprehensive list of the hundreds of stars he observed, known as a star catalog.


This catalog no longer exists, and previously the only evidence for it came from references made to it by astronomers who followed Hipparchus, Schaefer said.


Another Hipparchus invention -- the idea of precession, which is the slow movement of the stars and constellations across the sky in relation to the celestial equator -- led Schaefer to believe that Atlas's globe referred to Hipparchus's star catalog.


An analysis of the positions of the constellation figures on Atlas's globe allowed Schaefer to date the work to 125 BC, plus or minus 55 years. This would have been within the range when Hipparchus would have been working.


Other theories about who wrote the star catalog include observers who were either too early -- including a poet writing around 275 BC and an Assyrian observer around 1130 BC -- or too late. This includes the astronomer Ptolemy, writing in 128 AD
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 06:34 pm
Elusive Butterfly - Bob Lind

You might wake up some morning
To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind
And if you're quick enough to rise
You'll catch the fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow
Out on the new horizon you may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings
And if the sleep has left your ears
You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow
Don't be concerned it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

You might have heard my footsteps
Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind
I might have even called your name as I ran searching after something to believe in You might have seen me runnin'
Through the long abandonned ruins of the dreams you left behind
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close by heavy breathing
Don't be concerned it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of
Across my dreams with nets of wonder I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
I chase the bright butterfly of love I chase the bright butterfly of love
Bu-bu-bu-butterfly of love bu-bu-bu-butterfly of love
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Letty
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 07:10 pm
A lovely time for butterflys, edgar. I just saw one flit by the sliver of a moon.

Listeners, this is our soft time of night. I was thinking about the words put to Chopin's music:

I'm always chasing rainbows,
Watching clouds drifting by.
My schemes are just like all my dreams,
Ending in the sky.
Some fellows look and find the sunshine.
I always look and find the rain.
Some fellows make a living sometimes.
I never even make a gain,
Believe me.
I'm always chasing rainbows,
Waiting to find that little blue bird
In vain.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 12 Jan, 2005 08:53 pm
I'll Paint You a Song


Written by Mac Davis)
(As recorded by Glen Campbell)
(From the movie 'Norwood')

I'll sing you a morning
With laughing bluebirds
I'll sing you a fairy tale
Full of ribbons and crepe paper words

I'll sing you a rainbow
You can keep for your own
I'll sing you a morning
I'll paint you a song

I'll sing you a meadow
With marshmallow skies
I'll sing you a puppy dog
With a pink tongue and big loving eyes
I'll sing you a sunset
That glows all night long
I'll sing a meadow
I'll paint you a song
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 08:43 am
Good Morning. Speaking of rainbows:

Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song,
and all about you will be beauty.
There is a way out of every dark mist,
over a rainbow trail.
--Navajo Song

(Not as easy as it sounds, though, is it? Smile )


Today, January 13, we celebrate the Birthdays of:

1808 Salmon P. Chase, statesman, senator, and chief justice of the Supreme Court (Cornish, NH; died 1873)
1834 Horatio Alger Jr., author and clergyman (Revere, MA; died 1899)
1919 Robert Stack, actor (Los Angeles, CA)
1925 Gwen Verdon, actress/dancer (Los Angeles, CA; died 2000))
1930 Frances Sternhagen, actress (Washington, DC)
1931 Charles Nelson Reilly, actor (New York, NY)
1933 Frank Gallo, artist/sculptor (Toledo, OH)
1943 Richard Moll, actor (Pasadena, CA)
1960 Kevin Anderson, actor (Gurnee, IL)
1961 Julia Louis-Dreyfus, actress (New York, NY)
1964 Penelope Ann Miller, actress (Los Angeles, CA)
1966 Patrick Dempsey, actor (Lewiston, ME)

Happy Birthday Mr. Anderson.

http://www.wvah.com/programs/skin/kevinanderson.jpg

In 1993 Kevin won the William Holden part in the London stage production of Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical version of "Sunset Boulevard." (But turned down the Broadway show when Andrew Lloyd Weber chose Glenn Close in lieu of Patti Lupone(the London star) to star in the Broadway production).

Isn't he your MAN, Letty?

What was the name of that TV show in which he played a priest? It's not listed on IMDb. And, I'm almost certain it was the same Kevin Anderson.
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 09:05 am
Raggedy, You stopped me dead in my tracks with those two beautiful items.

Listeners, isn't this woman a marvel?

First, the simple bit of Indian philosophy, and then the image of one of my favorite actors of all times. It is very difficult for me to understand why Kevin Anderson has not been recognized as truly one of the great performers.

A brief movie review:

The Village, which I watched last night, was the oddest thing. I watched it to its completion, but realized that it was an old theme reworked. Joaquin Phoenix seemed totally ill-at-ease.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 09:22 am
Thank you Letty. Embarrassed I found the TV show Kevin appeared in. Nothing Sacred, was the name.
Oh, and he's still appearing on Broadway. Won 1999 Drama Desk and Outer Critics Circle Awards for Outstanding Featured Actor in a Play. Currently one of the stars of the new Broadway musical, "Brooklyn" along with rising stars Eden Espinosa and Ramona Keller.(December 2004) And look what I found:

http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Boulevard/9750/audio.html
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Eva
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 09:32 am
Yes, Letty, I agree. Raggedy is a wonder.
I've sent a memo to Accounting instructing them to double her salary.
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 09:40 am
Great link, Raggedy. I had no idea that Kevin Anderson could sing. Shocked

Listeners, in looking through Anderson's lastest performances, I was lead to several songs and this one caught my eye and my ear:



(Legend of the) Brown Mountain Light



Way out on the old Linville Mountain,
Where the bear and the catamount rein.
There a strange ghostly light, can be seen every night,
Which no scientist nor hunter can explain.
Chorus:
High, high on the mountain, and down in the canyon below
It shines like the crown of an angel, and fades as the mists come and go.
'Way, 'way over yonder, Night after night until dawn,
A faithful old slave, come back from the grave,
Is searching, searching, for his master who's long, long gone.


In the days of the old covered wagons,
when they camped on the flat for the night;
With the stars growing dim on the high gorge rim,
they would watch for the Brown Mountain light


Chorus


Long years ago a southern planter
Came hunting in this wild land alone
And here, so they say, the hunter lost his way,
And never returned to his home


Chorus


His trusty old slave brought a lantern
And searched, but in vain, day and night;
Now the old slave is gone, but his spirit wanders on,
And the old lantern still casts its light


Chorus

Thank you for that, Eva. She deserves a bonus, too.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 09:49 am
Eva: How long do you think it will take Accounting to process your request? Now, believe me, I'm not pushing. It's just that I'm in the market for some new DVS and CDs. (The home repairs can wait till later.)
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 13 Jan, 2005 10:05 am
Very Happy First things, first. Right listeners?

This is for McTag:

Oh, I came from old Manchester with my banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.

It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry.
The sun so hot I froze to death, McTaggers don't you cry. Laughing

WA2K radio offers many things for many people. Tarah had a wonderful thread in the philosophy category that concerned inspiration. In discussing Mozart, I found this great link concerning his choral music, but I can't hear it. Perhaps someone will tune us in:
http://www.aylesburychoral.org.uk/concerts/works/mozart_aveverum.htm
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