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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 07:35 am
for our karaoke listening friends;
http://www.barry.fireflyinternet.co.uk/fun/files/karaoke.htm
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 07:44 am
Wow! dys, what a fabulous heart starter, honey. "...no wonder my happy heart sings; your love has given it wings...."

Hey, cowboy. We're not quite awake enough to dance to that one. Listening and moving about. Fantastic guitar. I know the words are supposed to be Italian, but somehow they sound Spanish.

Fantastic!
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Francis
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 07:58 am
Gipsy Kings Spanish version of the Italian song "Volare".

Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas
Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul
Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo
Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu

Y volando, volando feliz
Yo me encuentro mas alto
Mas alto que el sol
Y mienstras que el mundo
Se aleja despacio de mi
Una musica dulce
Se ha tocada solo para mi

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu

Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas
Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul
Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo
Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu
Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas
Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul
Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo
Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu

Volare, oh oh
Cantare, oh oh oh oh
Nel blu dipinto di blu
Felice di stare lassu
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 08:03 am
Ah, listeners. I knew that our Francis would know. Thanks, Paris. Still listening, folks. Hey, that delightful Spanish guitar might even beat Teddy's charge up San Juan hill. <smile>
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 08:13 am
You know, listeners, I have always contended that the best way to teach a foreign language is through music. It becomes much easier to follow the actual pronunciation when one sings along, right?
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:09 am
Good morning WA2K and a Happy 87th Birthday to:

Red Buttons (Aaron Chwatt _
http://www.htautographs.com/celebrity/images/b/buttons.jpg

Although Red Buttons is best known as a stand-up comic, he is also a successful songwriter, an Academy Award-winning actor (and has been nominated for two Golden Globe awards) and an accomplished singer. Born Aaron Chwatt in New York City's Lower East Side, Buttons (who got his name from a uniform he wore while working as a singing bellhop) started his "career" singing on street corners as a child. At 16 he got a job as part of a comedy act playing the famed Catskills resort area in upstate New York (his partner was future actor Robert Alda). Buttons worked the burlesque circuit as a comic and even landed a role in a Broadway play, "Vicki", in 1942. He soon joined the U.S. Marine Corps, and in 1943 was picked for a role in Moss Hart's service play, "Winged Victory", on Broadway, and soon afterwards journeyed to Hollywood to make the film version. After his discharge from the service he returned to Broadway, both in plays and as a comic with several big-band orchestras. He was successful enough that he got his own TV series, "The Red Buttons Show" (1952), on CBS. The popular show lasted three years and won Buttons an Emmy for Best Comedian. He worked steadily for the next several years, and in 1957 got his big film break in the drama Sayonara (1957) with Marlon Brando, in which he played an American soldier stationed in Japan who struggled against the societal and racist pressures of both American and Japanese cultures because of his love for a Japanese woman. His performance garnered him an Academy Award, and more film roles followed. He was nominated for a Golden Globe for Harlow (1965/I) and again for They Shoot Horses, Don't They? (1969). He had a part in the TV series "The Double Life of Henry Phyfe" (1966) and has done pretty much every kind of TV show there is, from variety to comedy to soap operas. He gained further renown in the 1960s for his appearances on the "Dean Martin Celebrity Roast" where he peformed his "Never Got a Dinner" act to great acclaim. He has played Las Vegas for years, has a star on Hollywood Boulevard (corner of Hollywood and Vine) and has appeared in numerous telethons and charitable events, for which he has been honored by such organizations as the Friars Club and the City of Hope Hospital.


Spouse
Alicia Pratt (27 January 1964 - March 2001) (her death)
Helayne McNorton (8 December 1949 - 1963) (divorced)
Roxanne Arlen (1947 - 1951)
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yitwail
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:14 am
Letty wrote:
Ah, Mr. Turtle; another delightful Beatle tune. Thanks, buddy. We love your chart starters. Which reminds me. Guess I had better get a heart starter.


actually, a Monkees tune written by Neil Diamond, but they'd be extremely flattered to be mistaken for the Beatles, i think. Smile
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:15 am
Well there's our Raggedy, folks. We were becoming a bit concerned about you, PA. and then I recalled that this was Super Bowl Sunday. <smile>

Thanks for the celeb update. Red Buttons is a name I recall, but for the life of me I can't remember much about him so your background was helpful.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:26 am
Oops, Mr. Turtle. Guess Letty was too much into Volare via Italian via Spanish. Razz

Well, folks, it's been a while since we have seen Imur here, so this is for him:

- From "Finian's Rainbow"

I hear a bird, Londonderry bird,
It well may be he's bringing me a cheering word.
I hear a breeze, a River Shanon breeze,
It well may be it's followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please:
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Mora?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that lassie with the twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by and does she walk away,
Sad and dreamy there not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow and each brook along the way,
And each lass that comes a-sighin" Too ra lay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine day
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:53 am
Shirley Temple Black received another honor the other day. This is for her.

Once Mother said "My litle pet"
you ought to learn your alphabet
So in my soup I used to get
All the letters of the alphabet
I learned them all from A to Z
And now my Mothers giving me

------
Animal crackers in my soup
Monkeys and rabbits loop the loop
Gosh oh gee but I have fun
Swallowing animals one by one

In every bowl of soup I see
Lions and Tigers watching me
I make 'em jump right through a hoop
Those animal crackers in my soup

When I get hold of the big bad wolf
I just push him under to drown
Then I bite him in a million bits
And I gobble him right down

When they're inside me where its dark
I walk around like Noahs Ark
I stuff my tummy like a goop
With animal crackers in my soup

Animal crackers in my soup
Do funny things to me
They make me think my neighbourhood
Is a big menagerie

For instance there's our Janitor
His name is Mr Klein
And when he Hollers at us kids
He reminds me of a Lion


The Grocer is so big and fat
He has a big moustache
He looks just like a Walrus
Just before he takes a splash
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:55 am
Bird on the horizon sitting on the fence
He's singing his song for me at his own expense
And I'm just like that bird oh oh
Singing just for you
I hope that you can hear
Hear me singing through these tears.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 09:56 am
Time is a jet plane
It moves too fast
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 10:06 am
Well, edgar and dys, tell me how this song connects:

Mr. Bojangles

written by Jerry Jeff Walker
recorded by Jerry Jeff Walker (1968)
also recorded by Bob Dylan
and the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band on the album "Uncle Charlie" (1970)




I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes;
With silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants,
The old soft shoe.
He jumped so high, he jumped so high,
Then he'd lightly touch down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Dance!

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was
Down and out.
He looked to me to be the eyes of age
As he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life,
He laugh-slapped his leg a step.

He said the name, Bojangles, and he danced a lick
Across the cell.
He grabbed his pants, a better stance, he jumped up high,
He clicked his heels.
He let go a laugh, he let go a laugh,
Shook back his clothes all around.
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Dance!

He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the South.
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Had traveled about.
His dog up and died, he up and died,
After 20 years he still grieves.
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Dance!

He said "I dance now at ev'ry chance in honky tonks
For drinks and tips.
But most of the time I spend behind these county bars
'Cause 'I drinks a bit."
He shook his head, and as he shook his head I heard someone ask "Please,
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles,
Dance!"
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 10:10 am
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.
And I'm back in the rain, oh, oh,
And you are on dry land.
You made it there somehow
You're a big girl now.

Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence,
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense.
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh,
Singin' just for you.
I hope that you can hear,
Hear me singin' through these tears.

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,
See what you can do.
I can make it through,
You can make it too.

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh,
In somebody's room.
It's a price I have to pay
You're a big girl all the way.

A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream?
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh,
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 10:43 am
Well, my goodness, folks. So far we have had an Italian connection--a French connection--a Spanish connection--a dysconnection--and now we are awaiting a Texas connection.(not to mention a Latin connection)

What happened to Letty's sunshiny day?
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 10:47 am
Just like my daddy used to say.


He used to say soulshine,
It's better than sunshine,
It's better than moonshine,
Damn sure better than rain.
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Letty
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 10:57 am
Well, dys, my daddy used to tell me that the Ragland women got depressed when the skies were gloomy and grey.

Some places, folks, the deserts are creeping in so....................

Raindance



If paradise is such a fragile affair
Then why have we the lion's share?
As if we walk the earth alone
Like infants breaking the cradle


There isn't anything we fail to corrupt
The flip-side of the Midas touch
We're walking in a world of glass
With iron footsteps

We do the raindance every night
And I hope the gods will treat us right
And if the sky should tumble down
Will it quench out thirst or crush us to the ground?

Have you a ticket to the greatest event?
The world inside a circus tent
Where clowns debate disarmament
And wildlife live within cages
The parody is never far from the truth
And mankind is the living proof
A dying planet in our arms
We walk the tightrope

The answer's very simple
A World without it's people
Has got to be better than this

That was from someone who calls himself, Johnny hates jazz
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 11:14 am
Listen
There's a hell of a good universe next door
Let's go
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 11:25 am
John Carradine
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


John Carradine (February 5, 1906 - November 27, 1988) was an American actor.

Born Richmond Reed Carradine in New York City, he began his career in show business as a Shakespearean dramatic actor and made his cinematic debut in 1930 under the name Peter Richmond. He adopted the stage name "John Carradine" in 1933, and took the name as his own two years later.

He appeared in more than 200 movies, mostly in B-movies, usually playing eccentric, mad or diabolical characters, especially in the horror genre with which he had become identified as a "star" by the mid-1940s. He also appeared in ten John Ford productions (including The Grapes of Wrath (1940)), portrayed Biblical hero Aaron in The Ten Commandments (1956), and made numerous television cameos (notably on The Munsters, in recurring guest appearances as mortician Mr. Gateman). He also did considerable stage work, much of which provided his only opportunity to work in a classic drama context, and appeared on Broadway.

For his contribution to the motion picture industry, John Carradine has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6240 Hollywood Blvd. In 2003, he was inducted into the Western Performers Hall of Fame at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

Carradine's idiosyncratic habit of strolling Hollywood streets while reciting Shakespearean soliloquies earned him the nickname "Bard of the Boardwalk".

Four sons, David, Robert, Keith and Bruce are also actors. John Carradine appeared with his son David in several episodes of Kung Fu" - "Dark Angel", "The Nature of Evil", and "Ambush".

He died on a visit to Milan, Italy, at the age of 82.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Carradine
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Sun 5 Feb, 2006 11:29 am
Jussi Björling
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Jussi Björling ▶ (help·info) (5 February 1911 - 9 September 1960) was a Swedish tenor and one of most highly regarded opera singers of the 20th century. Björling was one of the few non-Latin tenors to rival the Italian dominance of the opera world at that time.

Björling was born in Borlänge. He studied singing with his father, David, an accomplished vocalist, and made his debut public appearance at the age of four with the Björling Male Quartet. The group performed in concerts throughout Sweden and the United States for eleven and a half years.

Björling made his professional operatic debut as the Lamplighter in Manon Lescaut at the Royal Swedish Opera in Stockholm in 1930. This was soon followed by Don Ottavio in Mozart's Don Giovanni, Arnoldo in Rossini's William Tell and Almaviva in Rossini's The Barber of Seville. This in turn led to engagements in Europe and the USA. Björling made his American concert debut in a Carnegie Hall in 1937; the following year, he made his debut at the Metropolitan Opera as Rodolfo in La bohème.

Björling went on to become one of the principal singers at the Metropolitan Opera during the 1940s and 1950s (with an interruption during World War II). He sang many major tenor roles in operas in the French and Italian repertoire, including Il Trovatore, Rigoletto, Aida, Un Ballo In Maschera, Pagliacci, Cavalleria Rusticana, Faust, Romeo & Juliet, La Boheme, Tosca and Manon Lescaut. Many of his recordings of these roles are still considered the best by any tenor in this repertoire. In December, 1940, Arturo Toscanini invited him to sing the tenor part in Beethoven's Missa Solemnis in New York, a recording of which exists. He also performed the Verdi Requiem under Toscanini in 1939 in Lucerne, Switzerland, and in November 1940 in New York.

Björling was much admired for his innate musicality and his seemingly effortless technique. His main weakness was considered his limited acting abilities, but at that time operatic acting was not considered a negative. He was known as the "Swedish Caruso". His son, Rolf, a successful tenor in his own right (although not at the level of his famous father), and his grandson, Raymond are inheritors of the "sound".

On March 15, 1960, Björling suffered a heart attack before a performance at London's Royal Opera House, Covent Garden. He died of heart-related causes six months later in Sweden at the age of forty-nine.

His name is now used with the prestigious Jussi Björling Music Scholarship at Gustavus Adolphus College in St. Peter, Minnesota.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jussi_Bj%C3%B6rling

Solveig's Song

The winter may pass and the spring disappear
The spring disappear
The summer too will vanish and then the year
And then the year
But this I know for certain: you'll come back again
You'll come back again
And even as I promised you'll find me waiting then
You'll find me waiting then
Oh-oh-oh

God help you when wand'ring your way all alone
Your way all alone
God grant to you his strength as you'll kneel at his throne
As you'll kneel at his throne
If you are in heaven now waiting for me
In heaven for me
And we shall meet again love and never parted be
And never parted be!

Oh-oh-oh
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