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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 09:49 am
It is, at least here, and as well on other places, I'm sure :wink:

And since we actually wanted to do something different during week, but hadh had until just two hours ago some nice young boys as guest, we are now shortly of 'on redreation': swing/dixi concert with the Chris Barber Big Band :wink:

Well, way down yonder in New Orleans
In the land of the dreamy scenes
There's a garden of Eden
Ah-you know what I mean

Yeah, Creole babies with flashin' eyes
Softly whisper with tender sighs
And then you stop
Oh won't you give your lady fair
A little smile
And then you stop
You bet your life
You'll linger there
A little while

Yeah, there is heaven right here on earth
With those beautiful queens
Yeah, way down yonder in New Orleans
Whoo

Way down yonder in New Orleans, whoo
In the land of the dreamy scenes
There's a garden of Eden
Well you know what I mean

Well, Creole babies with flashin' eyes
Softly whisper with tender sighs
And then you stop
Oh won't you give your lady fair
A little smile
And then you stop
You bet your life
You'll linger there
A little while

Yeah, there is heaven right here on earth
With those beautiful queens
Well, way down yonder in New Orleans
Yeah
Whoo
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yitwail
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 09:56 am
http://www.ethioview.com/photo/wildlife/images/Sacred-Ibis---Ethiopia_jpg.jpg

ibises of a different hue
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 09:57 am
Well, there's our Walter playing dixieland jazz. Love it, Germany.

While I was doing the "...hurry up and wait..." thing at the hospital, I met a lady from Germany who was delightful. Sorry, folks, can't spell her last name. <smile> Because of our Walter and his history, I was able to tell her that during the Old Immigration period in America, the Germans settled in Jamestown and pursued the noble profession of clock making.

See? I remember stuff. <smile>

Well, Letty's time is put on hold for a moment.

This is cyberspace, WA2K radio.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:00 am
Well, I need to look at the turtle and the other ibises, folks. Then I'll fly away. Wow, Yit. Fantastic picture. Thanks. We have white ibises here, and later we'll talk about the bees. Razz
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:05 am
Letty wrote:
Wow, Yit. Fantastic picture.


Unfortunately, I can't see this on my radio, ehem, computer. Sad
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yitwail
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:07 am
Walter, it's probably George Bush's fault. (i'm kidding; this is an inside joke for Letty Smile)
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:19 am
I'm sure it is :wink:
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 11:23 am
Even the San Andreas is George's fault, yawl.

But, listeners, I love this George:

Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isn't it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isn't it romantic?
Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love perchance?
Isn't it romance?

(instrumental)

Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love perchance?
Isn't it romantic?
Isn't it romance?

A vocalist by the name of Michael Feinstein did that version
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 11:43 am
Medical update for our dys:

Researchers May Have Discovered Dyslexia Gene By Amanda Gardner
HealthDay Reporter
1 hour, 34 minutes ago



FRIDAY, Oct. 28 (HealthDay News) -- Researchers have identified a variation in a gene that appears to account for about 17 percent of cases of the reading disability dyslexia.


Experts hailed the finding as a potential milestone in the understanding of the widespread disorder.


"This is highly significant," said Jeffrey W. Gilger, associate dean for discovery and faculty development at Purdue University. "It is the first really good study that combines molecular genetics with brain imaging research, as well as actually testing whether these genes they think they found are really active in the brain."


Frank Wood, professor of neurology at Wake Forest University School of Medicine, added: "This study is the first one to make a connection between a gene that is known to be associated with dyslexia and an anomaly in brain development. The authors have persuasive evidence that this particular gene variant causes altered migration of neurons and therefore alters the structure of the brain. That's a very important step in the evolution of our understanding of the neurogenetics of dyslexia and it will lead to further steps."

<smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 03:50 pm
Well, listeners. Here's an inspired song for our listening enjoyment:



The evening breeze caress the trees,
Tenderly.
The trembling trees embrace the breeze,
Tenderly.

Then you and I came wandering by,
And lost in a sigh were we.
The shore was kissed by sea and mist,
Tenderly.

I can't forget how two hearts met,
Breathlessly.
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside.
You took my lips, you took my love
So tenderly.

~

Your arms opened wide and closed me inside.
You took my lips, you took my love
So tenderly.

You took my lips, you took my love
So tenderly.
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 04:19 pm
Could I Have This Dance :: Anne Murray

I'll always remember the song they were playin',
The first time we danced and I knew,
As we swayed to the music and held to each other,
I fell in love with you.

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together, it feels so right.
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

I'll always remember that magic moment,
When I held you close to me.
'Cause we moved together, I knew forever,
You're all I'll ever need

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?
Would you be my partner every night?
When we're together, it feels so right.
Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

Repeat Chorus
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 04:36 pm
Lovely, Bob.

Let's do another by Anne.

Snowbird:


Beneath it's snowy mantle cold and clean,
The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green.
The snowbird sings the song he always sings,
And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring.
When I was young my heart was young then, too.
And anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do.
But now I feel such emptiness within,
For the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win.

Spread your tiny wings and fly away,
And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day.
The one I love forever is untrue,
And if I could you know that I would fly away with you.

The breeze along the river seems to say,
That he'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay.
So, little snowbird, take me with you when you go,
To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow.

Spread your tiny wings and fly away,
And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day.
The one I love forever is untrue,
And if I could you know that I would fly away with you.
Yeah, if I could I know that I would fly away with you.

No! I am NOT a snowbird. Razz
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 06:46 pm
Hey, listeners. Are we playing the guessing game or the crying game?

Hall & Oates - Guessing Games Lyrics
Music: hall/j. allen
Lyrics: hall

When I met you I should?ve been warned
Ooh I could see you change from day to day
But you kept me guessing
Playing for fun
What?ll you do what would you say
Strange moods and jealous anger
A kind of passion that I can?t explain
You?re high strung, that?s attraction
But your act is driving me away
(guessing games) I don?t wanna play those
Guessing game
(don?t wanna)
Please don?t make me play?em no
(guessing games)
I don?t wanna play those
(guessing games)
Games

You gotta give me something to hold
That cute routine you got is wearing thin
So baby can you do it for yourself and for me
I don?t wanna lose you, I want us to win
Strange moods jealous anger
That kind of passion that you can?t explain
You?re high strung that?s a fact
But don?t you let it drive me away
(guessing games) ?cause I don?t wanna play those
Guessing game
(don?t wanna)
Please don?t make me play?em no
Guessing games
I don?t wanna play those
Games

and, that is why I didn't remove the question marks.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 07:42 pm
Such an Easy Question - Elvis
(words & music by Blackwell - Scott)

Do you or don't you love me
Such an easy question
Why can't I get an answer
Tell me, will you or won't you need me
Such an easy question
Why can't I get an answer

All you do is give a sigh
And beat around the bush
Can it be that you're too shy
To give yourself a little old push
Can you or can't you tell me yes
It's such an easy question
Why can't I get an answer
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 08:19 pm
Hey, edgar. Thanks for the Elvis song. It's a good one to go to bed by.



One Voice
» Crying Game

I think that I have played this game before
It's been a little while
So I'm no that sure
Maybe they changed the box a bit
Put a few more pieces inside of it
The names have changed to ones
I'm not familiar with

But I know it's the same game
Although the faces change
It must be 'cause it plays the same
First up and down and then the bag
This is the one because I recognize the pain

[Pre-Chorus:]
At the end
I don't win again

[Chorus:]
Crying game who wants to play
When all there are
Are losers
And if you choose it
You'll always lose it
The crying game
Who wants to play
The crying game
When all there are
Are losers
Glimpse of the sun
Eternal rain
The crying game
All it brings it pain

[Verse 2:]
Thought I would have learned my lesson then
Back when I was young and we were more like friends
Though my heart still felt the pain from then
Sure enough I let you back again
Will I allow myself to let this cycle end

And I have no one to blame
I guess cupid lost his aim
Must have hit me in my let again
My knees get weak and I begin
To persuade myself to be the one to love again

[Pre-Chorus:]
I can't bare
That you don't care anymore

[Bridge:]
Free me from all of my dark despair
Grant me 3 wishes so that I can be anywhere but here
Storms of life evacuate my heart
Because the lessons you teach with the people I meet
Are tearing me apart.


So listeners. We Guess and we cry, as time goes by.<smile>


Goodnight, my friends.

From Letty with love
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:31 pm
Crying - Roy Orbison
Roy orbison

Roy: I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
Kd: but I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello
Roy: you wished me well
You couldn't tell that
I've been crying over you,
Crying over you and you said "so long"
Left me standing all alone,
Alone and crying, crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand
Kd: but the touch of your hand can start me crying

Roy: I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me
Kd: and I'll always be
Crying over you, crying over you

Roy: yes now you're gone
Both: and from this moment on, I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying over you
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Reyn
 
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Reply Fri 28 Oct, 2005 10:42 pm
Letty wrote:
It's a good one to go to bed by.

Letty, isn't it past your bedtime? Shocked Laughing I noticed that you were up 50 minutes later than usual. :wink:

Sleep well in Florida. I hope the weather is agreeable. Rain here. Sad
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Oct, 2005 05:16 am
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Oct, 2005 05:23 am
James Boswell
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.


James Boswell (October 29, 1740 - May 19, 1795) was a lawyer, diarist, and author born in Edinburgh, Scotland. He was the eldest son of a judge, Alexander Boswell of Auchinleck, Lord Auchinleck. He is best known as the biographer of Samuel Johnson. His name has passed into the English language as a term (Boswell, Boswellian, Boswellism) for a constant companion and observer.

Boswell is known for taking voluminous notes on the grand tour of Europe that he took as a young nobleman and, subsequently, of his tour to Scotland with Johnson. He also recorded meetings and conversations with eminent individuals belonging to The Club, including David Garrick, Edmund Burke, Joshua Reynolds and Oliver Goldsmith. His written works focus chiefly on others, but he was admitted as a good companion and accomplished conversationalist in his own right.


Early life

Boswell was born near St Giles Cathedral in Edinburgh. He was educated at James Mundell's academy followed by a string of private tutors before being sent at the age of thirteen to the city's University by his father to study law. Upon turning nineteen he was sent to continue his studies at the University of Glasgow, where he was taught by Adam Smith. Whilst at Glasgow Boswell decided to convert to Catholicism and become a monk. Upon learning of this Boswell's father ordered him home, instead of obeying Boswell ran away to London.

Boswell spent three months in London, where he lived the life of a libertine, before he was taken back to Scotland by his father. Upon returning Boswell was re-enrolled at Edinburgh University and was forced by his father to sign away most of his inheritance in return for £100 a year allowance. On July 30, 1762 took his oral law exam, which he passed with some skill. Upon this success Lord Auchinleck decided to raise his son's allowance to £200 a year and allowed him to return to London. It was during this spell in London that Boswell met Johnson for the first time, on May 16, 1763; the pair became friends almost immediately. Johnson eventually nicknamed Boswell Bozzy.


European travels

It was around three months after this first encounter with Johnson that Boswell departed for Europe, with the initial goal of continuing his law studies at Utrecht University. However, Boswell spent most of the next two and a half years travelling around the continent. During this time he met such people as Voltaire and Jean-Jacques Rousseau, and made a pilgrimage to Rome. Boswell also travelled to Corsica to meet one of his heroes, the independence leader Pasquale Paoli.


Mature life

Boswell returned to London in February 1766, accompanied by Rousseau's mistress. After spending a few weeks in the capital he returned to Scotland to take his final law exam. He passed the exam and became an advocate. He practiced for over a decade (during which time he spent no more than a month every year with Johnson).

Boswell married his cousin, Margaret Montgomerie, in November 1769. She remained faithful to Boswell, despite his infidelities, until her death of tuberculosis in 1789. Despite his relative literary success, with his accounts of his European travels, Boswell was an unsuccessful advocate and by the late 1770s he descended further and further into alcoholism and gambling addiction. James and Margaret had 4 sons and 3 daughters. Two sons died in infancy; the other two were Alexander (1775-1822) and James (1778-1822). Their daughters were Veronica (1773-1795), Euphemia (1774-ca. 1834) and Elizabeth (1780-1814). James also had at least two illegitimate children, Charles (1762-1764) and Sally (1767-1768?).

After Johnson's death in 1784, Boswell moved to London to try his luck at the English bar, which proved even more unsuccessful than his career in Scotland. He also offered to stand for Parliament, but failed to get the necessary support. He spent the final years of his life writing his Life of Johnson, which at once commanded an admiration which has suffered no diminution since, whilst his health began to fail due to his years of drinking and venereal disease.

The question has often been raised how a man with the characteristics of Boswell could have produced so unique a work, and has been discussed at length by Macaulay and by Carlyle, the former paradoxically arguing that his supreme folly and meanness themselves formed his greatest qualifications; the latter, with far deeper insight, that beneath these there lay the possession of an eye to discern excellence and a heart to appreciate it, intense powers of accurate observation and a considerable dramatic faculty.


Quotes

"For my own part I think no innocent species of wit or pleasantry should be suppressed: and that a good pun may be admitted among the smaller excellencies of lively conversation."

"We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over. So in a series of kindnesses there is, at last, one which makes the heart run over."

"My heart warmed to my countrymen, and my Scotch blood boiled with indignation. I jumped from the benches, roared out 'Damn you, you rascals!', hissed and was in the greatest rage . . . I hated the English; I wished from my soul that the Union was broke and that we might give them another battle of Bannockburn"


Discovery of papers

In the 1920s, a great part of his private papers were discovered at Malahide Castle north of Dublin. They were sold to American collector Ralph H. Isham and have since passed to Yale University which has published general and scholarly editions of his journals and correspondence. His London Journal 1762-63 was published in 1950.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Boswell
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sat 29 Oct, 2005 06:09 am
Fanny Brice
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.


Fanny Brice (October 29, 1891 - May 29, 1951) was a United States comedian, singer, and entertainer.

"Fanny Brice" (occasionally spelled "Fannie") was the stage name of Fania Borach, born in New York City, the third child of relatively well-off saloon owners of Hungarian Jewish decent. In 1908, she dropped out of school to work in a burlesque review. She is best known for both her association with Florenz Ziegfeld, headlining his Ziegfield Follies from 1910 into the 1930s, and for her later radio career which lasted a decade and a half.

In the 1921 "Follies," she was featured singing "My Man" which became a big hit and is considered Fanny Brice's "signature" song. She made phonograph records of it for Victor Records and appeared singing it in the 1930 sound film "My Man." The second song most associated with her is the tune "Second Hand Rose". She recorded nearly two dozen record "sides" for Victor, and also cut several for Columbia.

Her brother Lew Brice became actress Mae Clarke's first husband in 1928, but they divorced a few years later without any children.

Trying to leap from stage to screen, Fanny made several films, although a movie career never took off. She appeared in "My Man," "Be Yourself," "Everybody Sing" (with Judy Garland) and "The Great Ziegfeld" (the only original Ziegfeld performer to portray herself in the 1940s film).

Beginning in the late 1930s, and until she died in 1951, Fanny had her own radio show which featured her as a bratty toddler named "Baby Snooks," a role she first premiered in Follies' skit.

Best known as a comedienne, Brice was a multitalented performer. She could sing songs humorously or with great emotion; she is considered one of the first "torch"-style singers. She was a master at both verbal and physical comedy. All who knew her said she remained a very down-to-earth character despite her financial and professional success.

Fanny Brice died in Hollywood, California at the age of 59 of a cerebral hemorrhage.


Film tributes

A loosely-based Hollywood biopic of Brice appeared in 1939 entitled Rose of Washington Square, starring Alice Faye and Tyrone Power. The title "Rose of Washington Square," came from the title of a song which Fanny popularized by performing it in the Follies.

Barbra Streisand later starred as Brice in the 1964 Broadway musical Funny Girl, which made Streisand an overnight sensation. In 1968, she won the Academy Award as Best Actress for reprising her role in the film version of "Funny Girl." In 1975, a sequel film, Funny Lady, was produced. Streisand also eventually recorded both "My Man" and "Second Hand Rose".

It should be noted here that these film interpretations of Fanny Brice's life were not always accurate.


Film stories versus reality

Brice's second husband was gambler Julius "Nicky" Arnstein. "Funny Girl" is a prime example of how films will take liberties with the lives of historical figures and/or events. The Streisand film makes no mention of her first husband at all. It also suggests that Arnstein turned to crime because his pride wouldn't allow him to live off of Fanny; the real Nicky shamelessly sponged off her. The film also suggests Nicky sold phony bonds; he was actually part of a gang that stole $5 million of Wall Street securities. Instead of turning himself in, as in the movie, Arnstein went into hiding. When he finally surrendered, he did not plead guilty, as he did in the movie, but fought the charges for 4 years, taking a toll on his wife's finances. Further, two children were born of the Brice-Arnstein marriage, but only their daughter is depicted in the film.

After Arnstein served his sentence at Fort Leavenworth (he previously did time at Sing Sing, where Fanny visited him every week), a heartsick Brice divorced him. She later married songwriter and stage producer Billy Rose and appeared in his revue "Crazy Quilt," among others. Unfortunately, that marriage also failed.

Biography

Herbert G. Goldman wrote Fanny Brice; the Original Funny Girl. The book takes an in depth look where most have not really seen. Though many know the story of Funny Girl, the movie/show did not adequately portray many of the different aspects in her life. Her childhood and relationships with her parents and her siblings really molded her into the woman that she became. And though the trials and tribulations of Fanny's story did stop and end with the men in her life, her relationships were very complicated. Her career ranged from Vaudeville amateur nights, to the Ziegfeld Follies, to network radio. But everywhere she went she was accepted as a terrific comedian, one of the best of her time. And of course, she was a lady, and was seen that way by many, including her children.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fanny_Brice
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