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Shall we dedicate a junk song to our Eva, Francis?

Little Eva:

Everybody's doin' a brand-new dance, now
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
I know you'll get to like it if you give it a chance now
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
My little baby sister can do it with me;
It's easier than learning your A-B-C's,
So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me.
You gotta swing your hips, now. Come on, baby.
Jump up. Jump back. Well, now, I think you've got the knack.

Now that you can do it, let's make a chain, now.
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
A chug-a chug-a motion like a railroad train, now.
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
Do it nice and easy, now, don't lose control:
A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul.
So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me.

Move around the floor in a Loco-motion.
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
Do it holding hands if you get the notion.
(Come on baby, do the Loco-motion)
There's never been a dance that's so easy to do.
It even makes you happy when you're feeling blue,
So come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me.

Cute, Letty!

Tonight I'm going to Oktoberfest to enjoy some bratwurst & sauerkraut and, of course, to do the chicken dance. I can't resist that.

Hate to cast a pall over the fun. Not the kind of history we want.

Alpha Sets Record As 22nd Atlantic Storm

By RON WORD, Associated Press Writer 24 minutes ago

MIAMI - Tropical Storm Alpha formed Saturday in the Caribbean, setting the record for the most named storms in an Atlantic hurricane season and marking the first time forecasters had to turn to the Greek alphabet for names.


The previous record of 21 named storms had stood since 1933. Alpha was the 22nd to reach tropical storm strength this year, and the season doesn't end until Nov. 30.

At 5 p.m. EDT, Alpha had sustained winds of about 40 mph ?- 1 mph over the threshold for a tropical storm.

It was centered about 210 miles west-southwest of San Juan, Puerto Rico, and about 125 miles south-southeast of Santo Domingo in the Dominican Republic, and moving northwest at about 15 mph, the
National Hurricane Center in Miami said.

A tropical storm warning was in place for Haiti and parts of the Dominican Republic, and a tropical storm watch was in effect for the Turks and Caicos islands and the southeastern Bahamas.

Since 1995, the Atlantic has been in a period of higher hurricane activity, a cycle expected to last at least another 10 years.

Scientists say the cause of the increase is a rise in ocean temperatures and a decrease in the amount of disruptive vertical wind shear that rips hurricanes apart.

The busy seasons are part of a natural cycle that can last for at least 20 years, and sometimes 40 to 50, forecasters at the hurricane center say. The current conditions, they say, are similar to those in the 1950s and 60s.

The U.S. Gulf Coast has been battered this year by Hurricanes Katrina, Rita and Dennis ?- and Wilma will be next. It had sustained winds of about 100 mph as it moved over the Yucatan Peninsula on Saturday and was expected to turn northeast, pushed by a strong wind current, and approach southern Florida on Monday. A hurricane watch was in effect for the state's entire southern peninsula.

Wilma was the last on the list of 21 storm names for 2005; the letters q, u, x, y and z are skipped. The Greek alphabet has provided a continuation for the list, but it has never been used in six decades of regularly naming Atlantic storms.

I note today the passing of a jazz legend: Shirley Horn (71, I believe). Most of that genre is a bit too frenetic for me but I liked Horn. She was a fine pianist and, in her singing of ballads, she could drag ... out the lryics ... with long ..... very long .... spacing between ..... words.
It was as if she was thinking of them, mulling them over and choosing them carefully before singing them.

Eva, my word. The Chicken? Have fun, honey. The only fest we're having here is Bike week.

Bob, I saw that Alpha storm gathering. You're right, that's the kind of history we despise, Boston. I hear the weather man talking about Alpha as we speak.

Well, my goodness, John of Virginia. How odd. I just posted a picture in the Where Am I thread and here you are.


(AP) - Shirley Horn

NEW YORK (AP) - Shirley Horn, the jazz pianist and vocalist who got her start opening for Miles Davis and became revered as a master interpreter of American standards, has died. She was 71.

Horn died Thursday night in her native Washington, D.C., after a long illness, according to a statement released Friday by her record label Verve Records.

Horn was often compared to Sarah Vaughan, Ella Fitzgerald and Carmen McRae, and was considered one of the last great jazz vocalists of her era.

She started playing piano when she was a child. By the time she was a college student at Howard University, she had put together her first jazz trio.

Her talent drew the attention of music legend Quincy Jones, who would produce her first albums, as well as Miles Davis, who asked her to open for him at the renowned Village Vanguard at 1960.

for eva

Beer Barrel Polka (Roll Out The Barrel)

There's a garden, what a garden,
Only happy faces bloom there,
And there's never any room there,
For a worry or a gloom there
Oh there's music and there's dancing,
And a lot of sweet romancing
When they play the polka
They all get in the swing

Every time they hear that oom-pa-pa,
Everybody feels so tra-la-la
They want to throw their cares away,
They all go lah-de-ah-de-ay
Then they hear a rumble on the floor,
It's the big surprise they're waiting for
And all the couples form a ring,
For miles around you'll hear them sing...

Roll out the barrel,
We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel,
We've got the blues on the run
Zing boom tararrel,
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel,
For the gang's all here

YEAH!!!!

<dancing>

Oh, no, folks. We're back to the art of the dance. Love it!

Well, since I'm ordering in Italian tonight, we might as well do a mambo.

Dean Martin - Mambo Italiano Lyrics
MAMBO ITALIANO.

HEY MAMBO MAMBO ITALIANO HEY MAMBO MAMBO ITALIANO
GO GO GO YOU MIXED UP SICILIANO
ALL YOU CALABRAISEA DO THE MAMBO LIKE A CRAZY
WITH A HEY MAMBO DON?T WANNA TARANTELLA
HEY MAMBO NO MORE A MOZZARELLA
HEY MAMBO MAMBO ITALIANO TRY AN ENCHALADA
WITH DA FISH A BACALAH

THEN A HEY GOOMBAH I LOVE A HOW YOU DANCE RHUMBA
BUT TAKE A SOME ADVICE PAISANO
LEARN HOW TO MAMBO
IF YOU GONNA BE A SQUARE YOU AIN?T A-GONNA GO NOWHERE

HEY MAMBO MAMBO ITALIANO HEY MAMBO MAMBO ITALIANO
GO GO JOE SHAKE LIKE A GIOVIANNA
HELLO KESSEDEETCH YOU GET-TA HAPPY IN THE FEETS
WHEN YOU LEARN HOW TO MAMBO
IF YOU GONNA BE A SQUARE YOU AIN?T A-GONNA GO NOWHERE
MAMBO ITALIANO.

mr. bowie said it best

Let's Dance

Let's dance
Let's dance

Let's dance, put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance, to the song they're playin' on the radio

Let's sway, while colour lights up your face
Let's sway, sway through the crowd to an empty space

If you say run, I'll run with you
And if you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower

Let's dance
Let's dance

Let's dance, for fear your grace should fall
Let's dance, for fear tonight is all

Let's sway, you could look into my eyes
Let's sway, under the moonlight, this serious moonlight

And if you say run, I'll run with you
And if you say hide, we'll hide
Because my love for you
Would break my heart in two
If you should fall
Into my arms
And tremble like a flower

Let's dance
Let's dance

Let's dance, put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance, to the song we're playing
Let's sway
Let's sway, under the moonlight, this serious moonlight
Let's dance
Let's
Let's
Let's
Let's sway
Let's
Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance
Let's dance
Let's sway
Let's sway
Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance Let's dance
Let's dance
Let's dance

Well, listeners, now we have our entire crew in here dancing and singing.

Thanks, dj, for David Bowie. Always liked that man, even when he dressed rather oddly.

Still like this one, listeners, although it had to be modified to be presentable. Hee Hee.


Let's Spend the Night Together Lyrics
by David Bowie


Well, don't you worry 'bout what's been on my mind
I'm in no hurry
I can take my time
I'm going red
and my tongue's getting tired
Out of my head and my mouth's getting dry
I'm h-h-h-high

[CHORUS]
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together now

I feel so strong
that I can't disguise, oh my
Well, I just can't apologise, no
Don't hang me up but don't let me down
We could have fun just by fooling around, and around
and around

[CHORUS]

Oh, You know I'm smiling baby
You need some guiding baby
I'm just deciding baby

[CHORUS]

This doesn't happen to me every day
No excuses I've got anyway, heh
I'll satisfy your every need
And I'll know you'll satisfy me, oh my-my-my my-my

Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever [x3]

Let's spend the night together
They said we were too young
Our kind of love
was no fun
But our love
comes from above
Do it!
Let's make love
Hoo!

[CHORUS]

UhOh, folks. It's that time of night. <smile>

if this keeps up we're gonna have people......


Dancing In The Streets
Martha And The Vandellas

Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancing in the street
They're dancing in Chicago
Down in New Orleans
Up in New York City
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swinging swaying records playing
Dancing in the street

Oh it doesn't matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on ev'ry guy grab a girl
Ev'rywhere around the world
They'll be dancing
They're dancing in the street

It's just an invitation across the nation
A chance for folks to meet
There'll be laughing, singing, music swinging
Dancing in the street
Philadelphia, PA
Baltimore and D.C. now
Can't forget the Motor City
All we need is music, sweet music
There'll be music everywhere
There'll be swinging, swaying, records playing
Dancing in the street

Oh it doesn't matter what you wear
Just as long as you are there
So come on ev'ry guy grab a girl
Ev'rywhere around the world

Dancing
They're dancing in the street
Way down in L.A.
Every day
Dancing in the street

one more and then i'm gonna have to sit down

Transmission
Joy Division

Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.

Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
Love to the beat of the show.

And we could dance.

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.

Try dancing in spike heels, sometimes, dj.

Well, folks, I have to do stuff.

Station break:

This is cyber space, WA2K radio

When the dancing stopped, folks, we find a memory among our vast audience. This is for our Setanta, may he be back soon. It will also be my goodnight song:


AFTER THE BALL

A little maiden climbed an old man's knees?-

Begged for a story: "Do uncle, please!

Why are you single, why live alone?

Have you no babies, have you no home?"

"I had a sweetheart, years, years ago,

Where she is now, pet, you will soon know;

List to the story, I'll tell it all:

I believed her faithless after the ball."

"Bright lights were flashing in the grand ballroom,

Softly the music playing sweet tunes.

There came my sweetheart, my love, my own,

?'I wish some water; leave me alone.'

When I returned, dear, there stood a man

Kissing my sweetheart as lovers can.

Down fell the glass, pet, broken, that's all?-

Just as my heart was after the ball."

"Long years have passed, child, I have never wed,

True to my lost love though she is dead.

She tried to tell me, tried to explain?-

I would not listen, pleadings were vain.

One day a letter came from that man;

He was her brother, the letter ran.

That's why I'm lonely, no home at all?-

I broke her heart, pet, after the ball."

Chorus:

After the ball is over, after the break of morn,

After the dancers' leaving, after the stars are gone,

Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all?-

Many the hopes that have vanished after the ball.

From Letty with love

Sandie Dennis (in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?):
"I dance like the wind."

Papa Loves Mambo - Perry Como

Unh!

Papa loves mambo!
Mamma loves mambo!
Look at ?'em sway with it,
Gettin' so gay with it,
Shoutin' Olé with it, Wow!

Unh!

Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! )
Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! )
Papa does great with it,
Swings like a gate with it,
He loses weight with it, Now!

He goes to, she goes fro,
He goes fast, she goes slow,
He goes left, an' she goes right!

Papa's lookin' for Mamma,
But Mamma is nowhere in sight!

Unh!

Papa loves mambo!
Mamma loves mambo!
Havin' their fling again,
Younger than spring again,
Feelin' that zing again, Wow!

Unh!

Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! )
Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! )
Don't play the rumba an' don't play the samba,
?'Cause Papa loves mambo, tonight!

Unh!

Papa loves mambo!
Mamma loves mambo!

Papa loves mambo!
Mamma loves mambo!

He goes to, she goes fro',
He goes fast, she goes slow,
He goes left, an' she goes right!

Papa's lookin' for Mamma,
But Mamma is nowhere in sight!

Unh!

Papa loves mambo! ( Papa loves mambo! )
Mamma loves mambo! ( Mamma loves mambo! )
Havin' their fling again,
Younger than spring again,
Feelin' that zing again, Wow!

Unh!

( Papa loves mambo! ) Mambo Papa!
( Mamma loves mambo! ) Mambo Mamma!
Don't play the rumba an' don't play the samba,
?'Cause Papa! Papa mambo, tonight!

Unh!

Begin The Beguine

When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars,
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they begin the beguine.
To live it again is past all endeavor,
Except when that tune clutches my heart,
And there we are, swearing to love forever,
And promising never, never to part.
What moments divine, what rapture serene,
Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted,
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted,
I know but too well what they mean;
So don't let them begin the beguine
Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember;
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they begin the beguine.
Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play
Till the stars that were there before return above you,
Till you whisper to me once more,
Darling, I love you!
And we suddenly know what heaven we're in,
When they begin the beguine

here's an oldie i'm partial to, by Chuck Berry. (Rolling Stones did a great cover of it, by the way)

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out
I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and shout
It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am
Every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

And if you wanna hear some music like the boys are playin'
Hold tight, pat your foot, don't let 'em carry it away
Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud
Oh, don't the music intrigue you when they get a crowd
You can't dance, I know you wish you could
I got my eyes on you baby, 'cause you dance so good

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Don't let him steal your heart away
I've got to learn to dance if it takes you all night and day
Oh Carol

Hold Me Close - Jerry Lee Lewis

Now listen here baby to what old Jerry Lee has to say

Cause baby Jerry don't talk this nonsense to everyone

I want you to get out on this dance floor with me now



And now hold me close baby hold me close

When the combo moves baby you move too

Baby you move me girl oh hold me close yeah


Mhm baby hold me close don't you move your feet

Just a move it slow baby to that old rockin' beat

And don't you say a word mhm honey just just hold me close

Oh baby hold me close dance the night away

Honey I want you to just breathe a little deeper mhm you know what to say

Mhm when the band is gone honey we can still rock on

Easy now honey hold me close honey hold me tight

Squeeze old Jerry Lee all through the doggone night

Oh you know what I mean honey I can't stand much of this I might go plumb crazy

Easy now rrrrrrr uh huh huh

Oh you look so doggone good baby you turn me on and I don't mean maybe

Ah ha hha ha oh honey come on now let's go one time



Oh baby shake that thing hold me tight

I want you to hold me a little bit tighter baby all through the night

I can't stand much of this baby oh I might go plumb crazy now darlin'

Oh hold me close that's the way baby

Oh ain't that the oldest beat in the world darlin'

it's a bit early for my weekly Billboard #1 tune from memory lane, but i'm catching a plane early tomorrow. so this was number one 50 years ago, 1955, by the Four Aces:

Love is a many-splendored thing,

It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring,

Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living,

The golden crown that makes a man a king.

Lost on a high and windy hill,

In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,

When our fingers touch my silent heart has taught us how to sing,

Yes, true love's a many-splendored thing.