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Hey all you out there in Radioland!

My request for the day is, anyone remember,

Two and two are four
Four and four are eight
Eight and eight are sixteen
Sixteen and sixteen are thirty-two...

Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigolds
You and your arithmetic
You'll probably go far....

Welcome back, Manchester. While Bob and George talk about birds, I'll honor your request.

Two and two are four
Four and four are eight
Eight and eight are sixteen
Sixteen and sixteen are thirty-two
Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigold
You and your arithmatic
You'll probably go far
Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigold
Seems to me you'd stop and see
How beautiful they are

Everything has its season
Everything has its time
Show me a reason and I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the windowsill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

Every man has his daydreams
Every man has his goal
People like the way dreams have
Of sticking to the soul
Thunderclouds have their lightning
Nightingales have their song
And don't you see I want my life to be
Something more than long....

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

So many men seem destined
To settle for something small
But I won't rest until I know I'll have it all
So don't ask where I'm going
Just listen when I'm gone
And far away you'll hear me singing
Softly to the dawn:

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

George, that was really, really lovely, right listeners? Thanks, soccer.

Weather update:


Wilma Now a Hurricane, May Threaten Fla.
By JOHN PAIN, Associated Press Writer 1 hour, 18 minutes ago
MIAMI - Tropical Storm Wilma strengthened into a hurricane Tuesday on a path that could threaten storm-battered Florida, tying the record for the most hurricanes to form in an Atlantic season.



Wilma is the 12th hurricane of the season, the same number reached in 1969, the highest since record-keeping began in 1851. At 11 a.m. EDT, Wilma had top sustained wind of near 75 mph, just above the 74 mph threshold to be a hurricane.
Long-range forecasts show Wilma could hit western Cuba or Mexico's Yucatan Peninsula before heading into the Gulf of Mexico by Friday. The storm could also spare those countries while passing through the Yucatan Channel. Either way, computer models showed Wilma turning northeastward and bearing down on Florida during the weekend.
It is forecast to become a Category 3 hurricane with wind exceeding 111 mph by Thursday, forecasters said.
It does look like it poses a significant threat

Ah, me folks.

As Billy Holliday said


Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time

Life is bare, gloom and mis'ry everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poorself together,
I'm weary all the time
So weary all the time
When he went away the blues walked in and met me.
If he stays away old rockin' chair will get me.

All I do is pray the lord above will let me walk in the sun once more.
Can't go on, ev'ry thing I had is gone
Stormy weather

Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time

Repeat performance, folks.

Walter, Lady Day was fabulous. I remember that Diana Ross did a marvelous job of portraying her, and my sister provided the rest of the info. Here's one that my sis sang and rather well as I recall.

Billie Holiday
» My Man


Channing Pollock/Maurice Yvain / Albert Willemetz/Jaques Charles

It cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got
It's my man
It's my man

Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this I'll soon forget
With my man

He's not much on looks
He's no hero out of books
But I love him
Yes, I love him

Two or three girls
Has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him

I don't know why I should
He isn't true
He beats me, too
What can I do?

Oh, my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All right

What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back
On my knees someday

For whatever my man is
I'm his forevermore

in memory of my stitches, which were removed this afternoon

In Stitches
Guided By Voices

What have we here?
Where the fragmented mind is
re-assembled

A new gift for crying out loud
A small token of our appreciation

"Human Amusements at hourly rates?"

It all makes for trouble math
But when the light comes on
You leave me in stitches

I hear you singing the spiritual getaway
Yearning to hike away
From hurt and spiny things
Who use you for their practice
and settlements

Permanent holy wars dissolve
and crash
On the red horizon
Busted bottle red sunshine
Moonfire flickering

Great dj, love it! I think we may all be in stitches by now.<smile>

For your thumb and other nine fingers:





A Stitch In Time

I work in dark factories --- a cog in the big wheel
driving grey satanic mills and weaving sad stories.
And faceless masters --- oh, they pay me plenty ---
crumbs from their luncheon packs, harsh wine from
bottles halk empty.

A stitch in time saves nine.
Said Cock Robin from the wall.
It's an early bird catches the worm.
Show a little pride before you fall.
So I flew to the south sun with birds of a feather
to drink in the warm nights and tell of fine weather.
A stitch in time saves nine.

Listen all you young folk --- your lives on a timetable
clocking on twenty-one --- fly while you're able.
A stitch in time saves nine.

I'm glad to hear dj's handy again. Now he can operate his digital equipment.

For the HawkMan and his red hawk:




Artist: Nicole Kidman Lyrics
Song: One Day I'll Fly Away Lyrics

[Satine:]
I follow the night
Can't stand the light
When will I begin to live again

One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
What more could your love do for me
When will love be through with me
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends

One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends

One day I'll fly away
Fly fly away...

OK, Boston, why did I play that song for you. Make it fit, now.

Baffled Bob says he is clueless in Boston. Shunning the light would indicate an owl or bat or vampire. After that i got bogged down. Admits defeat which are below the ankles.

Buffaloed Bob.

Isn't our Bob fun, listeners.

That song is from a movie that has "red in the title" and hawks fly don't they?

The movie is Moulin Rouge. Rouge indeed is red but windmills don't fly.

Well,well.What a turn up for the book.

Sheer brilliance from Rex and the potted bios were holding Bobby back.I'm glad I talked him out of them.You should never flatter people.It causes them to keep their feet stuck.Maybe flatterers are scared they might start shooting through.

No, Bob, but hawks do.

Hey, spendius, any requests, Brit?

Yeah.Get your backside on this bed you gorgeous bit of crackling you.

You'll love this, spendius, as it combines history, Ireland, and the UK


This is an Irish Song of the early 1800s. The melody had been used earlier for the poem My Lodging it is in the Cold Ground (whose words were also associated with another tune by Locke). It was first printed in 1737 in London, but is probably much older. There was also a set of Scottish lyrics I Lo'ed Ne'er a Laddie But Ane. In 1808 Thomas Moore wrote the lyrics that are popular today. There is also a Harvard version of lyrics to the tune, Fair Harvard.
It is said Moore wrote the lyrics for the wife of the Duke of Wellington when she suffered facial scars from smallpox, though there is some doubt that this is true, as they were married in 1806, and their relationship was known not to be an affectionate one. Another theory is that Moore wrote it for his own wife.


Believe me if all those
Endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow
And fleet in my arms,
Like fairy gifts fading away
Though would'st still be adored
As this moment thou art
Let thy loveliness fade as it will
And around the dear ruin
Each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself
Verdantly still.

It is not while beauty
And youth are thine own
And thy cheeks
Unprofaned by a tear
That the ferver and faith
Of a soul can be known
To which time will but
Make thee more dear
No the heart that has truly loved
Never forgets
But as truly loves
On to the close
As the sunflower turns
On her god when he sets
The same look which
She'd turned when he rose.

Good Morning Britain
Aztec Camera

Jock's got a vote in Parochia
Ten long years and he's still got her
Paying tax and and doing stir
Worry about it later.
And the wind blows hot and the wind blows cold
But it blows us good so we've been told
Music's food 'til the art-biz folds
Let them all eat culture.

Chorus:
The past is steeped in shame,
But tomorrow's fair game,
For a life that's fit for living
Good morning Britain.

Twenty years and a loaded gun
Funerals, fear and the war ain't won
Paddy's just a figure of fun
It lightens up the danger.
And a corporal sneers at a catholic boy
And he eyes his gun like a rich man's toy
He's killing more than celtic joy
Death is not a stranger.

Taffy's time's gonna come one day
It's a loud sweet voice and it won't give way
A house is not a holiday
Your sons are leaving home Neil.
In the hills and the valleys and far away
You can hear the song of democracy
The echo of eternity
With a Rak-a-Rak-a feel.

Chorus

From the Tyne to where to the Thames does flow
My English brothers and sisters know
It's not a case of where you go
It's race and creed and colour.
From the police cell to the deep dark grave
On the underground's just a stop away
Don't be too black, don't be too gay
Just get a little duller.

But in this green and pleasant land,
Where I make my home, I make my stand
Make it cool just to be a man,
A uniform's a traitor.
Love is international
And if you stand or if you fall,
Just let them know you gave your all,
Worry about it later.

Chorus


Get Outta London
Aztec Camera

The sun dying on a dusty room,
TV lying to me through the gloom,
Even remote control can't change this mood,
Get outta London while the getting's good,
Get outta London while I know I could,
Get outta London.

Train's come just ride and believe,
The engine running's all the music I need,
I've got a fear of the past and a hunger to feed,
Get outta London and you shall be free,
Get outta London and it's guaranteed,
Get outta London.

I walked the avenue of dumb signs,
Meant nothing and it felt fine,
Then I remembered what was really mine,
A silver shiver running down my spine.

Down where the streets are pave with sick schemes,
The river's running like a snake through a dream,
The politicians gaze across its slime,
I need another way to waste my time,
Get outta London, get outta London.

I saw the spectre of charity,
And he didn't seem brotherly,
Popping up what should be blown away.
A brotherhood of man in disarray,
I got hit by the dreamers disease,
Where your big ideas,
Don't make connection with your buckling knees,
And saw the greed and agreed that it sucked,
But they said, "Don't laugh at money cos it's bad luck"
Get outta London, get outta London.


Just Like the U.S.A.
Aztec Camera

Stuck in my beat suede shoes I can't wait,
Oh what a state to be in.
I need her heart and get a Jack-jones for my sins,
She's gonna ditch that shining, sick machine
And be speeding straight my way.
But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the USA.

The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive
And don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize.
'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.
I'd be a tribute to temptation in it's glory and it's grave,
But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the USA.

The secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive
And don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize.
'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.
I'd be a tower to your highest hopes,
That no southern star could sway,
But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the USA.

I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say,
And with a string of diamelles I'll steal her heart away.

'Cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And I'm told that by rights it's not my find.
In my star-bangled sailor suit,
I'd be the pioneer by day,
But I'm churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the USA.


Head is Happy (Heart's Insane)
Aztec Camera

I recall the biggest beach,
Throwing stones, almost alone except for,
Something just outside of reach,
And I'd swear I wouldn't say and then I'd,
Paint me up into a scene,
And throw me like a party which had,
Come and stayed and left and been,
And had still refused to end.

Chorus:
And if your head is happy, and your heart's insane,
I'll take you there,
When you throw your thunder and you snap my reins,
I'll make you care.

Since I'm scattered and deranged,
I shall seek your holy lunacy, and,
Laugh will joy and laugh with pain,
So don't say I didn't say,
Or I'll remember a Texan man,
When he spoke in major sevenths and I'd,
I'd get my gun and blow his tan,
And banish him from heaven.

Chorus

My mind has torn it's tack to you,
My feet can't wait to go,
That's why I'm coming back to you,
You know I'm coming, you know I'm coming,
You'll feel my coming like a gun from below.

Chorus

Hey, dj. You are on an Aztec kick tonight I see. I like 'em, Canada, and they appear to be an equal opportunity basher.

This song has been on my mind for about a week now, listeners:

~ Phil Collins / Mariah Carey




How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
'cause we've shared the laughter and the pain
and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
oh there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Ooh take a look at me now,
well there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me is against all odds
and that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
well there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Now take a look at me now,
'cause there's just an empty space
But to wait for you, is all I can do
and that's what I've got to face

Take a good look at me now,
cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
It's the chance I've gotta take

Take a look at me now

here's a song from indie darlings the postal service, who coincidentaly covered phil's "against all odds"


Such Great Heights
The Postal Service

I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch
but its thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
when I am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving from such great heights,
"come down now", they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now", but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat it sounded thin
upon listening
and that frankly will not fly
you will hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows with the windows down
when this is guiding you home

they will see us waving from such great
heights,
"come down now", they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now", but we'll stay...