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blatham
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 01:35 pm
letty

Thank you kindly for the song.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 01:53 pm
You are quite welcome, honey.

Folks, I realize that our listeners have their differences in politics. I have very strong but private thoughts on the subject myself. Sometimes, when I'm wounded, they spill over.

You know, folks, for some reason this song has been on my mind today:

Artist/Band: Lang K D
Lyrics for Song: Helpless (Neil Young)
Lyrics for Album: Hymns of the 49th Parallel

There is a town in north Ontario,
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind
I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now?
The chains are locked
and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.
Leave us

Helpless, helpless, helpless.

I love KD Lang, so I was surprised when I came across this song while searching through the archives.

Odd how things synchronize, right listeners?


Album Lyrics: Hymns of the 49th Parallel [2004]

Lang K D
"Hymns of the 49th Parallel"


K D Lang - After the Gold
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 04:34 pm
no particular reason for this song, listeners. Just thought I would play it:

Bill Carey / Carl Fischer

I've an awfully funny feelling
That this thought that's been a stealin thru my brain
Is not to be ignored
But to really tell the truth
Though I'm not a well known sleuth
I honestly believe that you are bored
You've changed

That sparkle in your eyes is gone
Your smile is just a careless yawn
You're breaking my heart
You've changed

You've changed
Your kisses now are so blase
You're bored with me in every way
I can't understand
You've changed
You've forgotten the words, "I love you"
Each memory that we've shared
You ignore every star above you
I can't realize you've ever cared
You've changed

You're not the angel I once knew
No need to tell me what we're through
It's all over now
You've changed

I think I was inspired to play that one, because of a line I just heard from a movie.
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hamburger
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 05:56 pm
k d lang was recently honoured with the "arts centre award" - see also www.kdlang.com

http://www.kdlang.com/kd_main.jpg
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:02 pm
She deserved it, hamburger. I loved her versions of the songs on Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. Great picture, too.
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JLNobody
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:06 pm
Yes, a WONDERFUL picture.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:13 pm
Well, there's our JL. Hi, honey. How's your art project progressing.
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JLNobody
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:17 pm
Fine. Thanks for asking.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:19 pm
Do you have a song that you would like to hear, JL? I know you like classical.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:28 pm
Well, I know you are Zen, but how about I'll be Home for Christmas?

http://www.josedaniel.us/felisnavidad/Christmas%2520TreeMA7536430-0016.JPG

Feliz Navidad. <smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 06:35 pm
Folks, it really doesn't matter what we are, but it matters who we are.

I love the song, so I'll play it anyway:

I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love
Even more than I usually do
And although I know it's a long road back
I promise you

I'll be home for Christmas,
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams

I'll be home for Christmas,
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree

Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams
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Letty
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 07:37 pm
Well, time for Letty to say goodnight.

The party's over
It's time to call it a day
They've burst your pretty balloon
And taken the moon away
It's time to wind up the masquerade
Just make your mind up the piper must be paid

The party's over
The candles flicker and dim
You danced and dreamed through the night
It seemed to be right just being with him
Now you must wake up, all dreams must end
Take off your makeup, the party's over
It's all over, my friend

From Letty with Love
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Diane
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 08:05 pm
Sweet dreams, dear Letty.

Paul Simon

The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
I couldn't've been no more than one or two
And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door
My mother laughed the way some ladies' do

Well it's late in the evening, and the music's seeping through

The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
I'm feeling alright I'm with my boys and with my troops, yeah
Down along the avenue some guys are shootin' pool
And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeah

Singin' late in the evening, and all the girls out on the stoops, yeah

Then I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
And I stepped outside to smoke myself a j
When I come back to the room, everybody just seemed to move
And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

It was late in the evening, and I blew that room away

First thing I remember when you came into my life
I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what I do
Well I guess I've been in love before and once or twice have been on the floor
But I've never loved no-one the way that I love you

And it was late in the evening, and all the music's seeping through.
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JLNobody
 
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Reply Sat 3 Dec, 2005 08:39 pm
No thanks, Letty. I'll just hum to myself.
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Diane
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 12:10 am
At least let us know what you are humming, JLN. I love to eavesdrop on hummers--sometimes I join in.
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Diane
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 12:30 am
Couldn't wait for McTag. Goa, in Portugese India was captured by the Duke of Albuquerque in the 1500's. I wonder if that is where the Albuquerque Quay is located?

A century later, another Duke of Albuquerque got a Spanish land grant in what would be New Mexico. Albuquerque is nicknamed Duke City.
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McTag
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 06:15 am
Diane wrote:
Couldn't wait for McTag. Goa, in Portugese India was captured by the Duke of Albuquerque in the 1500's. I wonder if that is where the Albuquerque Quay is located?

A century later, another Duke of Albuquerque got a Spanish land grant in what would be New Mexico. Albuquerque is nicknamed Duke City.


I was off on a boat. Another one.

These dukes certainly got around, didn't they?
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 08:16 am
Good morning, WA2K listeners and fans.

Speaking of humming, folks, Diane's bird has vanished . Thanks for the Paul Simon song, Sister. Razz

I do wonder where some of our contributors have gone. I am particularly concerned about our navigator. Anyone know?

It is unbelievable to me that it is now December the 4th.

Well, folks, I will be back later when I have my morning fix.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 08:37 am
back to my quest, "N, O and P"

Lithium
Nirvana

I'm so happy 'cause today
I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you
We broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
'Cause I've found god
Yeah yeah yeah yeah(x6)
yeah

I'm so lonely, that's ok I shaved my head
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard
I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there
And I don't care
I'm so horny, that's okay
My will is good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (x6)
yeah

I like it- I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack
I like it- I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack

I'm so happy 'cause today
I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly, but that's okay, 'cause so are you
We broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles in a daze
'Cause I've found god
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (x3)
yeah

I like it - I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack
I like it - I'm not gonna crack
I miss you - I'm not gonna crack
I love you - I'm not gonna crack
I killed you - I'm not gonna crack


Hurt
NIN

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of sh*t
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
a feeling disappears
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way....


So In Love
OMD

Talk to me, don't lie to me
Save your breath
Don't look at me, don't smile at me
Just close your eyes
I was so impressed by you
I was running blind
I would fall for every trick
Every twist of mind

Heaven is cold
Without any soul
It's hard to believe
I was so in love with you

Don't say your prayers, don't build your hopes
Just walk away
Don't phone me up, don't call around
Don't waste your time
You were so in awe of me
You were so divine
You would do just anything
To still be mine

Heaven is cold
Without any soul
It's hard to believe
I was so in love with you

All the things you said to me
I was so upset
You were always talking talking
God I did my best

Heaven is cold
Without any soul
It's hard to believe
I was so in love with you


Black Boys on Mopeds
Sinead O'Connor

Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing
It seems strange that she should be offended
The same orders are given by her

I've said this before now
You said I was childish and you'll say it now
"Remember what I told you
If they hated me they will hate you"

England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving

Young mother down at Smithfield
5 am, looking for food for her kids
In her arms she holds three cold babies
And the first word that they learned was "please"

These are dangerous days
To say what you feel is to dig your own grave
"Remember what I told you
If you were of the world they would love you"

England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill blacks boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him to be aware that there's
Any such thing as grieving.


Misty Morning, Albert Bridge
Pogues

I dreamt we were standing
By the banks of the Thames
Where the cold grey waters ripple
In the misty morning light
Held a match to your cigarette
Watched the smoke curl in the mist
Your eyes, blue as the ocean between us
Smiling at me

I awoke so cold and lonely
In a faraway place
The sun fell cold upon my face
The cracks in the ceiling spelt hell
Turned to the wall
Pulled the sheets around my head
Tried to sleep, and dream my way
Back to you again

Count the days
Slowly passing by
Step on a plane
And fly away
I'll see you then
As the dawnbirds sing
On a cold and misty morning
By the Albert Bridge


Debaser
Pixies

got me a movie
i want you to know
slicing up eyeballs
i want you to know
girlie so groovy
i want you to know
don't know about you
but i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia
wanna grow
up to be
be a debaser, (debaser)
debaser, (debaser)
debaser, (debaser)
debaser, (debaser)
debaser, (debaser)
debaser, (debaser)

got me a movie
ha ha ha ho
slicing up eyeballs
ha ha ha ho
girlie so groovie
ha ha ha ho
don't know about you
but i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia
i am un chien andalusia

(debaser), debaser
(debaser), debaser
(debaser), debaser
(debaser), debaser
(debaser), debaser
(debaser), debaser
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 4 Dec, 2005 08:44 am
Good morning, Canada. Glad you're back and thanks again for the alphabet soup. <smile>

I was particularly interested in Sinead O Connor as I just ran across him in the archives.

Per request:

Blind Melon lyrics

Oooooooh, oooh, oooh, oh, ooooh
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooooh

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watching the puddles gather rain

And all I can do
Is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view
But it`s not sane, it`s not sane

I just want someone to say to me
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooooh
I`ll always be there when you wake, yeah
You know I`d like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I`ll have it made

And I don`t understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there`s no rain

And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away but it`s a great escape
Escape, escape, escape

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
You don`t like my point of view
And I`m insane
It`s not sane, it`s not sane

I just want someone to say to me
Oooh, oooh, ooh, ooooh
I`ll always be there when you wake, yeah
You know I`d like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I`ll have it made

I`ll have it made, hoooo
I`ll have it made
I`ll have it made, oh
I`ll have it made
I`ll have it made
No, no, no, you know I`m really gonna
Really gonna have it made, yeah
I`ll have it made
You know I`ll have it made
Oh oh oh ho.....
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