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Letty, we turtles salute Bruce Lee & Mostar, Bosnia with a COWABUNGA!

(MIA, 07.06.2005) - In organization of Macedonian producers' house "Lithium records", German band "Kraftwerk", which is a leading name in electronic music worldwide, will hold a concert at Skopje Skating Ring on June 16.
"It is a rare occasion that the band comes to Skopje right after their world promotion of album 'Minimum-Maximum'", "Lithium Records" representative Tose Filipovski stated at Monday's press conference.
"Kraftwerk" are the avant-garde of electronic-pop music, contributing to the development and interest for electronic music in general. Their techniques and the equipment they have developed are widely used in modern music.
The concert will begin at 20:30h, but entrance doors will be closed at 19:00h.

Goodnight sweet Letty. Here is a beautiful old song I had almost forgotten.

Lyrics to A Dream in the Light
Words and Music by Fred Small
Copyright 1994 Pine Barrens Music (BMI)


Awake arise all you who slumber
Daylight is driving the stars from the sky
Every creature on earth one song is lifting
From the crab in the tide pool to the petrel in flight
The dew on the grass is a river of silver
The sun on the hills is a veil of gold
Every day is a lifetime of fresh beginnings
Twenty-four untouched hours poised to unfold

Chorus:
So lay down your disappointment and yearning
Everything will be all right
You can't stop this big world from turning
But a dream need not fade in the light

Along the highway neon jewels
Lure us away from our chosen course
Always and again one moment of decision
Do I love myself or my addiction more?
Do not mistake stark fear for failure
Nor the darkness for the night
Though we search for the end of the rainbow
All we seek stands within our site

Chorus

Who was it told you you didn't deserve love?
Who was it told you you were never good enough?
Voices of the dead just delay and defeat us
Turn your face to the light that is lifting you up

In our ears humanity's clamor
Some we name enemy some we call friend
In both we see our flawed reflection
Lonely and frightened we pose and pretend
May the walls of our hearts soften and open
To comfort the stranger in hunger and pain
Inside every story the seed of understanding
Every leaf is its own but the tree is the same


Yitwail--COWABUNGA! That takes me back.

and this is a dedication to Mr. and Mrs. hamburger:

Tour de France by Kraftwerks

L'enfer du Nord: Paris - Roubaix
La Cote d'Azur et Saint Tropez
Les Alpes et les Pyrennees
Derniere etape Champs-Elysees
Galibier et Tourmalet
En danseuse jusqu'au sommet
Pedaler en grand braquet
Sprint final a l'arrivee
Crevaison sur les paves
Le velo vite repare
Le peloton est regroupe
Camarades et amitie


The hell of the north: Paris - Roubaix
The Cote d'Azur and Saint Tropez
The Alps and the Pyrennees
Last stage Champs-Elysees
Galibier and Tourmalet (2 mountains)
Dancing even on the top
Bicycling at high gear
Final sprint at the finish
Flat tire on the paving stones
The bicycle is repaired quickly
The peloton is regrouped
Comrades and friendship)

Autobahn
Kraftwerk

Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der Autobahn

Vor uns liegt ein weites Tal
Die Sonne scheint mit Glitzerstrahl

Die Fahrbahn ist ein graues Band
Weisse Streifen, grüner Rand

Jetzt schalten wir ja das Radio an
Aus dem Lautsprecher klingt es dann:
Wir fahr'n auf der Autobahn...

a beautiful spacey, buzzy slice of 70's electronica

Thanks, Canada. Looks as though those electronicas were travelin' in the fast lane.

Hmmmm, I just realized that Pat Morita has died. He of the wax on wax off technique.

Good Morning all.

I wish I could hear the music to Diane's "A Dream in the Light". The lyrics are lovely.

And today's birthdays are:

1127 - Emperor Xiaozong of China (d. 1194)
1576 - Shimazu Tadatsune, Japanese ruler of Satsuma (d. 1638)
1582 - Pierre Dupuy, French scholar (d. 1651)
1630 - Archduke Sigismund Francis of Austria (d. 1665)
1635 - Françoise d'Aubigné, marquise de Maintenon, Queen of Louis XIV of France (d. 1719)
1701 - Anders Celsius, Swedish inventor and astronomer (d. 1744)
1710 - Robert Lowth, British bishop (d. 1787)
1746 - Robert Livingston, American signatory of the Declaration of Independence (d. 1813)
1804 - Julius Benedict, German-born composer (d. 1885)
1809 - Fanny Kemble, British actress (d. 1893)
1843 - Cornelius Vanderbilt, American businessman and philanthropist (d. 1899)
1857 - Charles Scott Sherrington, British physiologist and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1952)
1867 - Charles Koechlin, French composer (d. 1950)
1874 - Charles A. Beard, American historian (d. 1948)
1874 - Chaim Weizmann, first President of Israel (d. 1952)
1901 - Ted Husing, American sportscaster (d. 1962)
1903 - Lars Onsager, Norwegian chemist and Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1976)
1907 - L. Sprague de Camp, American writer (d. 2000)
1909 - James Agee, American writer (d. 1955)
1911 - David Merrick, American stage producer (d. 2000)
1916 - Chick Hearn, American sports announcer (d. 2002)
1917 - Buffalo Bob Smith, American television host (d. 1998)
1920 - Abe Lenstra, Dutch international footballer (d. 1985)
1921 - Alexander Dubček, Slovak politician and First Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Czechoslovakia (d. 1992)
1925 - John Maddox, British science writer and editor
1925 - Ernie Wise, British comedian (d. 1999)
1926 - Barbara Anderson, New Zealand author
1927 - Carlos José Castilho, Brazilian footballer
1928 - Alekos Alexandrakis, Greek actor (d. 2005)
1932 - Benigno Aquino Jr., Philippine politician (d. 1983)
1940 - Bruce Lee, American actor and martial artist (d. 1973)
1941 - Eddie Rabbitt, American singer (d. 1998)
1941 - Aimé Jacquet, French international football manager
1942 - Henry Carr, American athlete
1942 - Jimi Hendrix, American singer, guitarist and songwriter (d. 1970)
1948 - James L. Avery, Sr., American actor
1951 - Jayne Kennedy, American sportscaster and actress
1952 - James D. Wetherbee, American astronaut
1952 - Sheila Copps, Canadian politician
1953 - Curtis Armstrong, American actor
1954 - Patricia McPherson, American actress
1955 - Bill Nye, American engineer and broadcaster
1956 - William Fichtner, American actor
1957 - Caroline Kennedy, American journalist
1958 - Mike Scioscia, American baseball manager
1960 - Ken O'Brien, American football player
1962 - Charlie Benante, American musician
1962 - Davey Boy Smith (David Smith), British professional wrestler (d. 2002)
1963 - Fisher Stevens, American actor
1964 - Robin Givens, American actress
1966 - Andy Merrill, American voice actor
1968 - Michael Vartan, French actor
1969 - Kianna Dior, Canadian adult film star
1971 - Nick Van Exel, American basketball player
1973 - Evan Karagias, American professional wrestler
1973 - Twista (Carl Mitchell), American rapper
1975 - Martin Gramatica, American football player
1976 - Jaleel White, American actor
1978 - Jimmy Rollins, American baseball player
1978 - The Streets (Mike Skinner), British rapper and musician
1979 - The Game (Jayceon Taylor), American rapper
1985 - Alison Pill, Canadian actress

Well, there's our Raggedy, listeners. Thanks once again, PA for the celeb updates.

Eddie Rabbit? Need to check out that fellow.

Here's one done by Jimi:





It's very far away
It takes about a half and a day to get there
If we travel by my uh, dragon-fly
No it's not in Spain
But all the same you know, it's a groovy name
And the wind's just right.
Hey !

Hang on my darling
Hang on if you wanna go
Here it's a really groovy place
It's uh, just a little bit of uh, said uh, Spanish Castle Magic.

The clouds are really low
And they overflow with cotton candy
And battle grounds red and brown
But it's all in your mind
Don't think your time on bad things
Just float your little mind around
Look out ! Ow !

Hang on my darling, yeah
Hang on if you wanna go
Get on top, really let me groove baby with uh Just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic. Yeah baby,
here's some
Yeah, ok babe, ok
It's still all in your mind babe
Oww !
Yeah !

Ah !

Hang on my darling, hey
Hang on, hang on if you wanna go
And it's happening, oh no, damn hey ! That's right baby, listen
A little bit of Spanish Castle Magic
Hey !
Little bit of Spanish Castle Magic
Hey hey !
I can't uh, sing this song, no
Yeah, ok baby
Get on baby
Yeah
It's all in your mind baby
Little bit of daydream here and there
Oh !
Yeah !
Ooh ! yeah !
Ow !
Ev'rything's gonna be alright babe!

Hoots and hollers in the city
Rivers rats all lay down low
Pretty girls flash by in fast cars
Past the taverns in a row

Ring, ring you bells
Ring all over the town
Somebody's dyin', somebody's bein' born
Somebody's dancing round and round

Hoot and holler at the new banks and churches
As I walk down to the bar
Let my wool grow long for winter
Try an' flag me down a car

As the steeple is unloading
And the pigeons swoop and glide
And the burnouts stagger homeward
Honey, could I get a ride?

Eddie Rabbit composed and sang the title song of "Every Which Way But Loose" (Clint Eastwood). Eddie's life story is sad.

Eddie Rabbitt (November 27, 1941 - May 7, 1998) was a country music singer and songwriter who reached the peak of his popularity in the late 1970s and early 1980s. Born in Brooklyn, New York, and raised in New Jersey, Rabbitt moved to Nashville, Tennessee in 1968, hoping to earn a living as a songwriter and performer. He came to the attention of recording companies when he penned Elvis Presley's hit song "Kentucky Rain".

In 1975, Rabbitt signed on with Elektra Records, who had recently created a country music division. His early pieces were strongly C&W, such as "Two Dollars in the Jukebox." Later, his music began to be influenced by R&B and pop. He scored some of his biggest hits with tunes such as "Drinkin' My Baby Off My Mind" (1976), "You Don't Love Me Anymore" (1978), "I Love a Rainy Night" (1980), "Drivin' My Life Away" (1980), "Step by Step" (1981), and a duet with Crystal Gayle, "You and I" (1982). He was also well-known for writing and recording the theme song for the 1979 Clint Eastwood movie "Every Which Way But Loose."

During the late 80's, Rabbitt was one of many pop-influenced country stars who lost ground on the charts to more traditional-sounding artists. He recorded very little during the 1990s, in part because of the illness and subsequent death of his young son. After his son died, Rabbitt became active in raising money for organizations that aid sick children. Rabbitt himself died of lung cancer at the age of 56.

During his career, Rabbitt scored 26 #1 hits on the country charts, and had 8 Top 40 pop hits. He was named the Top New Male Vocalist by the Academy of Country Music in 1977, and he won an American Music Award for Best Pop Male Vocalist in 1981.

Well, there's our cowboy. Hey, dys. That song rings a bell. <smile> Where did it come from? Why ain't you singing Folsom Prison?

Raggedy, that is one sad story about the Rabbit man. I need to check out that theme from Every which Way but Loose. Somehow, I'm not operating on all pistons today.

Well, we know that Germany is fine, and the Brits seem to be on line, now we're waiting for Francis. He's probably Taking Care of Business:

Artist: Bachman-Turner Overdrive Lyrics
Song: Takin' Care of Business Lyrics

You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty

And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day

And I'll be...
[Refrain]
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out!

If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows

People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid
And we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day

And we be...
[Refrain]

[Spoken] Take good care of my business
When I'm away, every day whoo!

[Repeat first 2 verses]

[Refrain]

Takin' care of business [4x]

[Refrain]

Takin' care of business [repeat, fade]

Some great, but self-fulfilling, lyrics from Jimi:

If 6 Was 9

(Yeah, sing a song bro'...)
If the sun refused to shine
I don't mind, I don't mind
(Yeah)
If the mountains ah, fell in the sea
Let it be, it ain't me.
(Well, all right)

Got my own world to live through and uh, ha !
And I ain't gonna copy you.

Yeah (sing the song brother...)
Now if uh, six uh, huh, turned out to be nine
Oh I don't mind, I don't mind uh ( Well all right... )
If all the hippies cut off all their hair
Oh I don't care, oh I don't care.
Dig.

'Cause I've got my own world to live through and uh, huh
And I ain't gonna copy you.

White collar conservative flashin' down the street
Pointin' their plastic finger at me, ha !
They're hopin' soon my kind will drop and die but uh
I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high !
Oww !

Wave on, wave on...

Ah, ha, ha
Fall mountains, just don't fall on me
Go ahead on mister business man, you can't dress like me
Yeah !

Don't nobody know what I'm talkin' about
I've got my own life to live
I'm the one that's gonna die when it's time for me to die
So let me live my life the way I want to
Yeah, sing on brother, play on drummer.

Yeah . . .
Sing on brother,
Play on brother . . .

Great, Yit. Loved this line:

White collar conservative flashin' down the street
Pointin' their plastic finger at me, ha !
They're hopin' soon my kind will drop and die but uh
I'm gonna wave my freak flag high, high !

Just looked up Clint, listeners, and recall the movie, but can't think of the theme.

Got a message from Bo of TO, and he recommends Holly Cole. Wow! she joins the rank of Diana Krall. Haven't heard her sing, but she does the same type thing.




Canadian vocalist Holly Cole isn't one of those artists who falls into any one category. Her smoky voice is sultry, yet she's ironically humorous and candid while reshaping traditional standards and pop classics. Jazz is her bedrock, but not exclusively.
Cole was a New Year's baby born in Halifax, Nova Scotia in 1963. She was surrounded by music from an early age, for her parents were both classical musicians. As a kid, she immersed herself in pop music and classic rock roll.

Here's one she did, listeners, and it was also done by Miles Davis:
It Never Entered my Mind


Once I laughed when I heard you saying
That I'd be playing solitaire
Uneasy in my easy chair
It never entered my mind.

And once you told me I was mistaken
That I'd awaken with the sun
And ordered orange juice for one.
It never entered my mind.

You had what I lack, myself
Now I even have to scratch my back myself.

Once you warned me that if you scorned me,
I'd say the maiden's prayer again
And wish that you were there again
To get into my hair again.
It never entered my mind.

It never entered my mind.

Busted our conga, rusted out Dodge,
California dreamin' of an international hodgepodge.
An old roach in the ashtray, a closed sidewalk cafe,
A saxophone in pieces, a moth-eaten beret.

A little bird told me, I heard it on the wind,
All of them old beatniks, ah they're gonna rise again.
Daddy-o and mommy-o, kiddie-o and me,
To a beat cool city landscape in the key of E.

Where all our styles of poetry will leap right off the page,
And ride upon a hi-igh lonesome riff across the stage.
Our lovers will meet us mysteriously in rainy night hotels,
And we'll all be always traveling, sometimes under spells.

Oh praise the battered sunflower, grows in the Kwik Trip lot,
Ah, we'll all get naked in little pairs, and we'll get so loose and so hot.
We'll troop across the country; bring joy to the Midwest,
Redesign our houses to the shape of a gentle breast.

And we'll laugh away the government; we'll laugh away the years,
When we get tired of laughing away, ah, we'll taste each other's tears.
We'll taste the cool spring water and learn where it can be found,
We'll take a little taste of everything, and we'll hand the knowledge down.

A little bird told me, I heard it on the wind,
All of them old beatniks, ah they're gonna rise again.
Daddy-o and mommy-o, kiddie-o and me,
To a beat cool city landscape in the key of ecstasy.

Yeah, dys, them old beatniks. Here's one:

Christ Climbed Down
By Lawrence Ferlinghetti

CHRIST climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no rootless Christmas trees
hung with candycanes and breakable stars

Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
there were no gilded Christmas trees
and no tinsel Christmas trees
and no tinfoil Christmas trees
and no pink plastic Christmas trees
and no gold Christmas trees
and no black Christmas trees
and no powderblue Christmas trees
hung with electric candles
and encircled by tin electric trains
and clever cornball relatives

Christ climbed down
from His bare Tree
this year
and ran away to where
no intrepid Bible salesmen
covered the territory
in two-tone cadillacs
and where no Sears Roebuck creches
complete with plastic babe in manger
arrived by parcel post
the babe by special delivery
and where no televised Wise Men
praised the Lord Calvert Whiskey

James Agee
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.


James Agee (November 27, 1909 - May 16, 1955) was a United States novelist, screenwriter, journalist, poet, and film critic. In the 1930s and 1940s, he was one of the most influential film critics in the U.S. His autobiographical novel, A Death in the Family (1957), won the Pulitzer Prize.

Agee was born at 15th and Highland Streets in Knoxville, Tennessee. He lost his father at the age of six in an automobile accident. Much of his early education was at a boarding school for boys. He attended Saint Andrew's School for Mountain Boys, now Saint Andrews-Sewanee School, Phillips Exeter Academy, where he edited the Monthly and Harvard University, where he was president of the Harvard Advocate.

After graduation, he wrote for Fortune and Time magazines. In 1934, he published his first volume of poetry, Permit Me Voyage, with a foreword by Archibald MacLeish. In the summer of 1936, he spent eight weeks with the photographer Walker Evans living among sharecroppers in Alabama. Although Fortune never published his article, the material became a book in 1941, Let Us Now Praise Famous Men. In 1951, Agee suffered the first in a series of heart attacks, which ultimately claimed his life four years later, at the age of 45, while riding in a taxicab in New York City. His considerable if erratic career as a movie script writer was by then curtailed by alcoholism, and his contribution to The Night of the Hunter (1955) remains unclear. During the 1950s he worked on movies with photographer Helen Levitt.

During his life he had modest recognition by the public but since his death in 1955 his literary reputation has grown enormously. Let Us Now Praise Famous Men (1941) has been placed among the top works of literature in the 20th Century by both the New York Public Library and the NYU School of Journalism selection committees.

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

In honor of Jimi, let's fast forward the Billboard Hot 100 countdown to '67, and an appropriate selection by Strawberry Alarm Clock:

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
Dead kings, many things I can't define
Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
Incense and peppermints, the color of time.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.

Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns
Turn on, turn in, turn your eyes around.

Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah
Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah!

To divide this cockeyed world in two
Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view

Who care what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothin' to lose.

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Occasion, persuassions clutter your mind
Incense and peppermints, the color of time.

Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothin' to lose.

Incense and peppermints
Incense and peppermints

Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la
Sha la la