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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 01:31 pm
Passed the Drachenfels - although every time in clouds. (Had lunch exactly opposite on the other site of the Rhine.)
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 02:10 pm
Well, listeners. Guess I had better get some stuff done, that I've been putting off.

I think the answer to the question has to do with Jason and the Argonauts. Perhaps someone can figure it out.

Back later.

This is cyber space, WA2K radio.
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yitwail
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 02:15 pm
hm, sounds like Scylla & Charybdis, except that's from the Odyssey.
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Francis
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 02:20 pm
Very well known expression :

The rock and hard place version is the newest of these synonymous phrases, dating from the early 1900s, and alludes to being caught or crushed between two rocks. The oldest is Scylla and Charybdis, which in Homer's Odyssey signified a monster on a rock (Scylla) and a fatal whirlpool (Charybdis), between which Odysseus had to sail through a narrow passage.
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 02:33 pm
walter : our highschool classroom-teacher was a great admirer of heinrich heine . to get us to understand heine's thoughts , we quite often had to sing the "loreley song" in music class. i'm sure you can understand how enthralled 16 and 17 year old "hamburgers" were having to sing that song .

some years ago when we were vacationing in klotten/mosel we took a side-trip to the rhine/drachenfels and had lunch in a small hotel right across the drachenfels. we still look back at the pictures taken at that time. hbg

i hope you will all join me in singing the "loreley song" :


Ich weiß nicht was soll es bedeuten
Daß ich so traurig bin;
Ein Märchen aus alten Zeiten,
Das kommt mir nicht aus dem Sinn.

Die Luft ist kühl und es dunkelt,
Und ruhig fließt der Rhein;
Der Gipfel des Berges funkelt
Im Abendsonnenschein.

Die schönste Jungfrau sitzet
Dort oben wunderbar;
Ihr goldnes Geschmeide blitzet,
Sie kämmt ihr goldenes Haar.

Sie kämmt es mit goldenem Kamme
Und singt ein Lied dabei;
Das hat eine wundersame,
Gewaltige Melodei.

Den Schiffer im kleinen Schiffe
Ergreift es mit wildem Weh;
Er schaut nicht die Felsenriffe,
Er schaut nur hinauf in die Höh'.

Ich glaube, die Wellen verschlingen
Am Ende Schiffer und Kahn;
Und das hat mit ihrem Singen
Die Lore-Ley getan.

http://www.ingridgrambow.de/images/aaaa.5loreley5.jpg
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 02:38 pm
now that you've all studied "loreley" , you'll be able to understandd why the boatman ended up hitting the rock. as walter's translation points out :

"And that, with her dulcet-voiced power
Was done by the Loreley "

it was her voice that did him in ! hbg
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 03:22 pm
First, listeners, let me welcome hamburger to our studio and commend him on his adroit use of German. <smile>

It seems to me that there is an alternate spelling of loreley, and that she was one of the sirens. (great picture of that sculpture, hamburger)

Yit and Francis are correct because I searched it out in the archives:

Meaning: To have no good alternatives.
Example: He is caught between a rock and a hard place. He can stay in a bad marriage, or pay alimony.
Origin: A reference to Odysseus' dilemma of passing between Scylla and Charybdis (figuratively a rock and a hard place). Scylla was a monster on the cliffs and Charydbis was a dangerous whirlpool. Neither fate was more attractive as both were difficult to overcome.

For all here:

Theatre Of Tragedy
» Lorelei

Faerie dearest, was it loe soothfast or a facade;
A serenade siren'd to lure - Zounds! not to court me?
A maenad, yet the sweetest colleen -
Certes didst thou me unveil meekly life pristine.
Lorelei,
A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,
Yet who the hell was I to dare?
Lorelei,
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Daedally dist thou perform the tragic pasquinade,
For all years a damndest and driegh'd accolade -
Caus'd for all eyes mazed to behold a melee;
In the midst did I swainly cast thee my bouquet;
The one and sole faggot that feedeth the fire,
Bellow'd bidingly by my heart's quailing quire.
Lorelei,
A poet of tragedies, scribe I lauds to Death,
Yet who the hell was I to dare?
Lorelei,
Canst thou not see thou to me needful art?
Canst thou not see the loss of loe painful is?
Perchance author I thee this ikon'd apologue for aught,
Doth the wecht burthen thee?, then bethink thine afterthought;
'Tween Aether and 'Nether art thou peerless phoenix -
Prithee, darlingmost! - court me rather than the peevish prolix.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 03:31 pm
irish band the pogues had this to say about lorelei

Lorelei
The Pogues

You told me tales of love and glory
Same old sad songs, same old story
The sirens sing no lullaby
And no-one knows but Lorelei

By castles out of fairytales
Timbers shivered where once there sailed
The lovesick men who caught her eye
And no-one knew but Lorelei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My love no more I'll see

I've thought of you in far-off places
I've puzzled over lipstick traces
So help me God, I will not cry
And then I think of Lorelei

I travel far and wander wide
No photograph of you beside me
Ol' man River's not so shy
And he remembers Lorelei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My love no more I'll see

If I should float upon this stream
And see you in my madman's dream
I'd sink into your troubled eyes
And none would know 'cept Lorelei

River, river have mercy
Take me down to the sea
For if I perish on these rocks
My love no more I'll see

But if my ship, which sails tomorrow
Should crash against these rocks,
My sorrows I will drown before I die
It's you I'll see, not Lorelei
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 04:50 pm
dj, that was lovely, Canada. It seems that we are all in pursuit of the golden fleece, even if it means getting caught in a maelstrom. I enjoy mixing metaphors, sometimes. <smile>

I believe that the fleece, once obtained, reverted to its original state, right?

Thought for the evening:

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent. -- William Blake
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 05:24 pm
wa2k radio
here is the story of ...LORELEY, THE SIREN..., who lured the poor boatman onto the rocks. some beautiful pictures too; so we can all see where walter had lunch. hbg
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 06:20 pm
Thank you, hamburger, for that lovely reminder. The tour was breathtaking and the myths quite complete.

I think you and Walter might enjoy a song by Francis Albert Sinatra:

Frank Sinatra
"My Kind of Town"

Season 6
"Be Still My Heart"

Now this could only happen to a guy like me
And only happen in a town like this
So may I say to each of you most gratef'lly
As I throw each one of you a kiss

This is my kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of people, too
People who smile at you

And each time I roam, Chicago is
Calling me home, Chicago is
Why I just grin like a clown
It's my kind of town

[brief instrumental]

My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of razzmatazz
And it has all that jazz

And each time I leave, Chicago is
Tuggin' my sleeve, Chicago is
The Wrigley Building, Chicago is
The Union Stockyard, Chicago is
One town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 06:48 pm
heard this frank tune the other day

Luck Be a Lady
Frank Sinatra

They call you lady luck
But there is room for doubt
At times you have a very un-lady-like way
Of running out

Your on this date with me
The pickin's have been lush
And yet before the evening is over
You might give me the brush

You might forget your manners
You might refuse to stay
And so the best that I can do is pray

Luck be a lady tonight
Luck be a lady tonight
Luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with
Luck be a lady tonight

A lady never leaves her escort
It isn't fair, it isn't nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guys dice

Lets keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight

Luck let a gentleman see
Just how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with
Luck be a lady with me

A lady never flirts with strangers
She'd have a heart, she'd have soul
A lady wouldn't make little snake eyes at me
When I've bet my life on this roll

Lets keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 07:07 pm
Ah, dj, I guess Frank did 'em all.

In Guys and Dolls, the movie, Marlon Brando sang that one. He was damn good, too.

Another from that movie:

Your eyes are the eyes of a woman in love.
And, oh, how they give you away.
Why try to deny you're a woman in love.
When I know very well what they say.

They say no moon in the sky ever lent such a glow:
Some flame deep within made them shine.
Those eyes are the eyes of a woman in love,
And may they gaze ever more into mine.
Crazily gaze, ever more, into mine.

Those eyes are the eyes of a woman in love,
And may they gaze ever more into mine.
Crazily gaze, ever more, into mine.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 08:12 pm
Goodnight, my friends. Too tired and bedraggled to think of one song. <smile>

From Letty with love.
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 08:59 pm
letty : we have a set of francis' cd's next to our bedroom radio/cd; so we often go to sleep and wake up with francis singing to us.
another favourite cd is :
"the ratpack live at the sands"
the marquee shows : "sands - a place in the sun ...
jack entratter presents : dean martin, maybe frank, maybe sammy " ... graet music, wonderful entertainment.
all the best ! hbg
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RexRed
 
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Reply Sun 13 Nov, 2005 09:16 pm
Artist: Lyrics
Song: Aquarius Lyrics

When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revalation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 14 Nov, 2005 01:28 am
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 14 Nov, 2005 01:30 am
Aaron Copland
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.


Aaron Copland (November 14, 1900 - December 2, 1990) was an American composer of concert and film music. Instrumental in forging a uniquely American style of composition, he was widely known as "the dean of American composers." Copland's music achieved a difficult balance between modern music and American folk styles, and the open, slowly changing harmonies of many of his works are said to evoke the vast American landscape. He incorporated percussive orchestration, changing meter, polyrhythms, polychords and tone rows. Outside of composing, Copland often served as a teacher and lecturer. During his career he also wrote books and articles, and served as a conductor, most frequently for his own works.


Biography

Copland was born in Brooklyn, New York, of Lithuanian Jewish descent. His father's surname was "Kaplan" before he anglicized it to "Copland" while in England, before emigrating to the United States. He spent his childhood living above his parents' Brooklyn shop. Although his parents never encouraged or directly exposed him to music, at age 15 he had already taken an interest in the subject and aspired to be a composer. His music education included time with Leopold Wolfsohn, Rubin Goldmark (also one of George Gershwin's teachers), and Nadia Boulanger in Paris from 1921.

Upon his return from his studies in Paris, he decided that he wanted to write works that were "American in character" and thus he chose jazz as the American idiom. His first significant work was the necromantic ballet Grohg which contributed thematic material to his later Dance Symphony. Other major works of his first (austere) period include the Short Symphony (1933), Music for Theater (1925) and Piano Variations (1930). However, this jazz-inspired period was brief, as his style evolved toward the goal of writing more accessible works.

Many composers rejected the notion of writing music for the elite during the Depression, thus the common American folklore served as the basis for his work along with revival hymns, and cowboy and folk songs. Copland's second (vernacular) period began around 1936 with Billy the Kid and El Salón México. Fanfare for the Common Man, perhaps Copland's most famous work, scored for brass and percussion, was written in 1942 at the request of the conductor Eugene Goossens. The fanfare was also used as the main theme of the fourth movement of Copland's Third Symphony. The same year Copland wrote Lincoln Portrait which became popular with the wider public, leading to a strengthening of his association with American music. He was commissioned to write a ballet, Appalachian Spring, which later he arranged as a popular orchestral suite. The ballet Rodeo, a tale of a ranch wedding, written around the same time as Lincoln Portrait (1942) is another enduring composition for Copland, and the Hoe-Down from the ballet is one of the most well-known compositions by any American composer.

Copland was an important contributor to the genre of film music. Several of the themes he created are encapsulated in the suite, Music for Movies, and his score for the film of Steinbeck's novel The Red Pony was given a suite of its own. This suite was one of Copland's own favourite scores. Posthumously, his music was used to score Spike Lee's 1998 film, He Got Game, which included a basketball game in a neighborhood court being set to Hoe-Down.

Having defended the Communist Party USA during the 1936 presidential election, Copland was investigated by the FBI during the red scare of the 1950s. He was blacklisted, and in 1953 his music was pulled from President Eisenhower's inaugural concert due to the political climate. That same year Copland testified before U.S. Congress that he was never a Communist. The accusation outraged many members of the musical community, who claimed Copland's patriotism was clearly displayed through his music. The investigation ceased to be active in 1955 and was closed in 1975. Copland's membership in the party was never proven.

Copland was a friend of Leonard Bernstein and a major influence on his composing style. Bernstein is considered the finest conductor of Copland's works. British progressive rock band Emerson, Lake & Palmer recorded two songs based on Copland works: "Fanfare for the Common Man" and "Hoe-Down."

Aaron Copland started showing signs of Alzheimer's disease in the early 1970s, as a result of which he gave up composing. Some believe the disease affected the quality of his final works. He died in North Tarrytown, New York (now Sleepy Hollow).

His bisexuality was documented in Howard Pollack's biography, Aaron Copland: The Life and Work of an Uncommon Man


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aaron_Copland
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 14 Nov, 2005 01:32 am
Dick Powell
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.


The singer, actor, producer, and director Dick Powell was born as Richard Ewing Powell in Mountain View, Arkansas on November 14, 1904. He attended Little Rock College in Arkansas, before starting his entertainment career as a singer in his own band. He was signed by Warner Bros. in 1932 and made his film debut as a singing bandleader in Blessed Event. He went on to star as a boyish crooner in movie musicals such as 42nd Street, Footlight Parade, Gold Diggers of 1933, Dames, Flirtation Walk, and On the Avenue, often appearing opposite Ruby Keeler and Joan Blondell.

Powell desperately wanted to expand his range but Warner Bros. wouldn't let him. Finally, reaching his forties and knowing that his young romantic leading man days were behind him, he lobbied to play the lead in Double Indemnity. He lost out to Fred MacMurray, another Hollywood nice guy. MacMurray's success, however, fueled Powell's resolve to pursue projects with greater range and in 1944 he found himself cast in the first of a series of films noir this time as Private Detective Philip Marlowe in Murder, My Sweet, directed by Edward Dmytryk. The film was a big hit. Dick Powell had successfully reinvented himself as an actor.

The following year, Dmytryk and Powell re-teamed to make Cornered, a gripping, post-WWII thriller that helped define the film noir style.

He became a popular tough-guy lead, appearing in movies such as Johnny O'Clock and The Tall Target. Even when he appeared in lighter fare such as The Reformer and the Redhead and Mrs. Mike, he never sang in his later roles.

From 1949 until 1953 Powell played the lead role in the NBC radio theater production Richard Diamond, Private Detective. His character in the 30 minute weekly was a likeable private detective with a quick wit.

In the 1950s Powell produced and directed several B-movies and was one of the founders of Four Star Television, appearing in and supervising several shows for that company.

Powell died on January 2, 1963 from stomach cancer, aged 58. He was one of many of the cast and crew of the 1956 movie, The Conqueror, who died from the same disease. The Conqueror had been filmed in Utah near an atomic test site and it's been rumored, however never proven, that the film's shooting location may have been the cause of the cancers the crew were inflicted with.

He is buried at Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Glendale, California.

Personal Life

Dick Powell was married three times:

* 1) Mildred Maund (1925-1927)
* 2) Actress Joan Blondell, September 19, 1936-1944), with whom he had two children, Ellen and Norman.
* 3) Actress/singer June Allyson, (August 19, 1945-January 2, 1963), with whom he had two children, Pamela (adopted) and Richard Powell, Jr.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Powell
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Mon 14 Nov, 2005 01:40 am
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