Subject: Women's Song Circle From: Date: 14 Sep 97 - 02:56 PM Checked the forum to see if this has been done before. If I missed it, sorry. How about a "sing" for just the ladies? Why? Because in the other Fantasy Circles, men, and songs from the male point of view, seem to have a bit of an edge. I know that RS has a compilation of "Songs from a Woman's Day." Maybe we could begin with some of those and add from our own favorites? Have a theory that the aggregate effect of such a collection could have a quite different feel to the earlier mixed ones. (Don't mind a bit if the fellows want to do the same.) One suggestion, before we start: no more than two songs of the same type, e.g. parody, lullabye, P.C., etc. in a row , so we don't get stuck in a rut, eh? Could we tune up with She'll be Comin' Round The Mountain, just because it's still fun and WE ALL KNOW IT. Then, after some sweet-tart fresh lemonade (the party's young yet), let everyone, in turn, or in chorus, as you please, sing something she likes? (Looks to be a fine evenin'!) Shula P. S. The ancient Jewish custom of a "women's celebration" at the new moon of each month, (except for the new moon at Rosh Hashannah, for obvious reasons), is being revived, in more and more Jewish communities. In the Biblical tradition, the women would gather outside the encampment, singing, dancing, and playing on harps and timbrels and such. Nowadays, the one thing you can count on at these gatherings, is that there will be singing. This is not, methinks, unlike the custom in many other cultures, so it has a nice universal feel, at least, to me. Anyway, I am quite partial to any excuse for singing, and this is as good as any. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 15 Sep 97 - 08:50 PM Gonna try this again. What about it, Laoise, Alison, Susan, Helen, ALL SINGING PERSONS OF THE FEMALE PERSUASION: -- C'mon over, give us a tune, why doncha? Don't be shy, now! Make yersefs t'home. Set'n sip a'spell; see ef'n y'don't feel th' music rise on up out'yer toes n' git them pipes a'swirlin.' Fancy a bit o' Irish, Laoise; won't ya favour us wi' a swaite one?
Welcome, all!
Shula
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Ferrara Date: 15 Sep 97 - 11:02 PM Shula, (and other participants), sure. You caught my interest, even tho I haven't participated in any of the other fantasy circles. Now, the first song that comes to mind for me has a strong feminist tone. I grew up under the benevolent despotism of a southern Italian father, who unwisely fell in love with, and married, an independent, uppity woman from Georgia. Mom just naturally raised me and my sister to be feminists, tho we'd never heard the word at that time. So, when I heard Jane Voss singing "Standing Behind Some Man," I fell in love with it and that's what I would start with tonight.
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 15 Sep 97 - 11:23 PM Dear Ferrara, Thanks so much for starting off the evening. Lord love ya! Was unable to find your selection in the DT; why not post the lyrics here? Lemonade...? Spiked, or virgin...? Note to all: Please share lyrics, and chords,etc. if you can, if they are not already in the DT. We'll all be the richer! Who'll be next? Shula |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: PattyG Date: 15 Sep 97 - 11:34 PM Hm-m-m-m....what a delightful idea! Would the suggestion of "Mother Macree" (oh dear, is that how you spell that?) be acceptable? I can remember my favorite aunt singing that song at family reunions to dear Grandmother Burns. And Patty thinks she'll have just a touch of vodka in that Lemonade, might she? |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 16 Sep 97 - 12:29 AM Dear PattyG: Splendid! Don't think anything's "unacceptable" -- all are friends here. Vodka, it shall be! Lyrics to Mother Macree? Thanks, Shula
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: RS Date: 16 Sep 97 - 02:07 AM Here is one of my very favourite feminist songs of all time - "I'm Gonna Be an Engineer" - I first heard it sung by Angele Arsenault, at a folk festival about 15 or 20 years ago - then didn't hear of it again until I found it on the DT - credited, words and music, to Peggy Seeger, 1970. When I read the words alone, they seem to have an angry tone - but Angele sang this with excitement, and more a feeling of rebelliousness than anger. Alas, the DT as yet has no tune ... I remember fragments, but can't sing through the whole thing. So for now I'll make up what I'm not sure of. Anyone who knows this song, can sing louder than me ... and if no one knows it, well no one will know which parts are not as originally composed! |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 16 Sep 97 - 02:45 AM Dear RS, Thanks, and hopes for more from your collection, (sorry I mis-remembered the title). So glad you could join us. Got a fresh pitcher of Sangria, pour ya some? Who'd like to share next? Shula
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Subject: Lyr Add: WHEN WE GROW UP (from Marlo Thomas) From: Catfeet Date: 16 Sep 97 - 07:54 PM Ok, I'm dating myself an showing my generation, but I'd like to add When We Grow Up, as sung by Marlo Thomas on the album Free To Be You & Me. It's not necessarily feminist, but I've always thought of it as one of those you can do/be whatever you want songs. Lyrics to follow. WHEN WE GROW UP When we grow up will I be pretty? Will you be big & strong? Will I wear dresses that show off my knees? Will you wear trowsers twice as long? Chorus Well, I don't care if I'm pretty at all
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Lorraine Date: 16 Sep 97 - 10:28 PM Songs about, by, for women--humm. I figure this isn't quite the right political correctness but I'll jump in with A Bird in the Bush. Margaritas please |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Sharon Date: 16 Sep 97 - 11:52 PM The rest of you ladies wouldn't mind if I just kick offf my shoes and rest and listen a while, would you? It's been a long day with the young'uns. Knew you'd understand. Sangria'll be fine for me as well |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE HOUSEWIFE'S LAMENT From: Shula Date: 17 Sep 97 - 12:19 PM Sharon, not at'all, glad t' have ya! Now, just ez I s'spected, I go out fer ta skeer up some more 'shine 'n' vittles, and what do ya'all all go 'n' do? This P.C. stuff is just dandy, but it cain't be ALL the songs we know, so you gals pass around these h'yar brownies 'n' Congo bars, and don't nobuddy hog th' jug, 'n' I'll lighten thangs up a bit with a little piece from a fella sister in sufferin,' Mrs. Sara A. Price back about a hunert-fi'ty year agone, sung to th' choon o' "Streets of Laredo" (Pass me thet ol' ax in th' corner thar, thet'll do nicely, thank'ee; anybuddy wanta sang along, this'un's in RUS.): THE HOUSEWIFE'S LAMENT
One day I was walking,
(Refrain): O life is a toil,
There's too much of worriment
In March, it is mud,
There're worms on the cherries,
The rubbish of spiders
It's sweeping at six
With grease and with grime,
Last night in my dreams,
Alas! 'twas no dream, Now, while some other folks carry on, let me git me a swipe er two o' th' hard cider, 'n' I'll come back 'n' give ya a proper Bessie Smith take on "Mandy Lane." Hey, now, din't some o' you other gals bring some eats? Since we got no handy fellers nigh, guess we'll have t' take turns t' fetch 'em out te kitchen, ya reckon? Sing purty! Shula |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: RS Date: 17 Sep 97 - 11:31 PM Ah Shula I was about to introduce this very song - "The Housewife's Lament" - but was waiting a little bit until it came round to my turn again! But maybe we can sing it again, with a different tune? I discovered this in Alan Lomax's "Folk Songs of North America", with a very catchy tune that I couldn't get out of my head, once I had sung it through the first time. I went around the house humming it, & tapping the rhythm out on whatever what within reach, until my kids begged for mercy! & I had to stop (but not for long!) If Max will explain how to create & send a Midi file, we can all sing it together. [I have Music Write but have barely used it ... does anyone know if I can use it for this purpose?] I did find this song on DT, with a few modern "updated" endings, but I must admit my favourite is the original. I always pause dramatically when I get to "and was buried in ... dirt." If I get a chance, I'll post the background info that Alan Lomax includes, about the song & about Sarah Price herself. Sing on! |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: alison Date: 18 Sep 97 - 12:27 AM HI I brought some good old Irish potato bread, nice and hot and dripping with butter. I'm going to sing "The rose of Glenshee," It's probably in the database. Starts off with her telling him she doesn't need him or his money and ends happily ever after. I'll stick a whistle slow air on the end . It'll be "Give me your hand," in D feel free to harmonise. Make mine a Bailey's please. Slainte Alison |
Subject: Lyr Add: OH, HOW HE LIED From: Speed-1 Date: 18 Sep 97 - 01:07 AM How about this under the category of girl falls for boy, boy turns out to be a slug, boy gets his. (Excuse my space bar, either it doesn't work, or puts out two spaces!) She sat 'neath the lilacs and played her guitar, Played her guitar, played her guitar. She sat 'neath the lilacs and played her guitar, Played her "Gi - tah - hah - hah - har" He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar, Smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar, He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar, Smoked his "Ci - gah - hah - hah - har" She said that she loved him and Oh, how she sighed! Oh, how she sighed! Oh, how she sighed! She said that she loved him and Oh, how she sighed! Oh, how she "Si - hi - hi - hi'd" He said that he loved her, but Oh, how he lied! Oh, how he lied! Oh, how he lied! He said that he loved her, but Oh, how he lied! Oh, how he "Lie - eye - eye - eyed" They were to be married but She up and died, She up and died, She up and died, They were to be married but She up and died, She up and "die - eye - eye - eyed" He went to the funeral, but just for the ride, Just for the ride, Just for the ride. He went to the funeral, but just for the ride, Just for the "Ri-eye-eye-eyed" He sat by her tombstone and Laughed 'til he cried, Laughed 'til he cried, Laughed 'til he cried, He sat by her tombstone and Laughed 'til he cried, Laughed 'til he cried. The tombstone fell over, and Squish, Squash he died, Squish, Squash he died, Squish, Squash he died The tombstone fell over, and Squish, Squash he died, Squish, squash, he "Die-eye-eye-eyed" The moral of this tune is "Don't tell a lie", "Don't tell a lie", "Don't tell a lie", The moral of this tune is "Don't tell a lie", "Don't tell a 'Lie-eye-eye-eye!'" Speed |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Ferrara Date: 18 Sep 97 - 03:43 AM Dear Speed-1, in the version I learned of your song, there were these two verses: Then she went to Heaven and flittered and flied, flittered and flied, etc. He went to the other place and sizzled and fried, sizzled and fried, etc. Very satisfying. Someday soon I'll type in the words to "Standing Behind Some Man." Honest. Right now it's past 2 in the morning and I just want to listen to the rest of you sing. I didn't come emptyhanded, tho. In our current weight-conscious society it's important to be GC (Gastronomically Correct); but at 2 in the morning, the hell with that. I've brought a cherry-rum-walnut pie. Hope you enjoy it. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Susan-Marie Date: 18 Sep 97 - 04:09 PM Alison - You beat me to the Rose of Glenshee, so I'll do one with a faster tempo: The Maid on the Shore. I heard it first from Stan Rogers, so this is his version, but Karen Casey also does it with Solas, with slightly different lyrics. The story: woman gets kidnapped by a bunch of sailors, sings them to sleep, steals all their treasure, escapes. I like to think that this wasn't just an isolated incident, but that she does this for a living. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: RS Date: 19 Sep 97 - 12:35 AM Thanks Ferrara, I've been looking for some really decadent goodies, I'll have another piece of your cherry-rum-walnut pie, do you have the recipe handy? Try my Pineapple Cheesecake, it's incredibly easy to make & unbelievably delicious ... when people ask our family how long it keeps for, we answer "No one knows!" Just posted Tumbalalaika on a separate thread, so you've got the words if you need them ... let's sing it not too fast, not too slow, with a thoughtful, affectionate style. English first, so you understand what you're singing ... then Yiddish, so you can feel the rhythm & flow of the Yiddish words. |
Subject: Lyr Add: ORO MY LITTLE BOAT / ORO MO BHAIDIN From: Alice Date: 19 Sep 97 - 01:01 AM There is a song in Gaelic called "Oro mo Bhaidin" in which the Connaught fisherman praises his curragh. I love the tune, but needed to sing it in English, so as I thought of my great grandmother in Leitrim who eloped to marry her own true love rather than the man picked by a matchmaker, I wrote these lyrics. My great grandparents had to leave Ireland for America, and I could see the allegory of a young girl naive with fantasies of her future married life in this song. I kept the meaning of the original first verse in Gaelic.
ORO MY LITTLE BOAT
I shall hoist my sail for the west
CHORUS
I shall marry my own true love
Chorus
He shall love and care for me
Chorus
I shall have a baby sweet
Chorus
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: RS Date: 19 Sep 97 - 01:35 AM Well I'll suggest one more song before I sign out for the night ... it's not really my turn yet, but I just posted Erev Shel Shoshanim (on a separate thread) & I'd love to hear it a couple of times through before I go. I'll read the English translation aloud before we begin, & wish you all goodnight when we are done. (But I'll be back another day!) |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: alison Date: 19 Sep 97 - 03:56 AM hi Alice, what's the tune, I really liked the lyrics. Anyone want some caramel mud cake? This thread needs a calorie warning!! Slainte Alison |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Speed-1 Date: 19 Sep 97 - 10:46 AM Ferrara - Thanks for posting the two verses I know belong, but forgot to type! That's what I get for trying to sing, or type for that matter, at 2 in the am! |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Alice Date: 19 Sep 97 - 05:59 PM Alison, I have only heard it in Gaelic sung on a record by Mary O'Hara... Songs of Ireland. She sings three verses, the meaning of the first is the one about St. John's eve. The other two verses are roughly, "Isn't my little boat beautiful floating in the harbor? And the oars pulling strong and quietly. How magnificently she leaps the high waves. How light to carry up from the strand." The tune is unique and haunting. If you can't find a recording, (and I have never found the music,) then email me with your phone number and I will call you and sing it to you over the phone. acflynn@mcn.net Alice in Montana |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Alice Date: 19 Sep 97 - 06:01 PM Sing some more songs, ladies! I can't wait til my turn comes around again!! I want to give you the lyrics to an old American folk song about a waitress being heckled by traveling salesmen. Alice |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Sharon Date: 19 Sep 97 - 09:37 PM Perhaps I'll sing "The Water is wide".......lovely, accompanied with chords on the hammered dulcimer. The cheese cake would also make a wonderful accompaniment....... Perhaps a little white wine a little later on. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Alice Date: 19 Sep 97 - 09:41 PM No offense, but I'm getting the impression I should start a non-alcoholic circle. Maybe all the temperance and Prohibition songs we know? Or lives ruined by drink? Alice in Montana |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: alison Date: 20 Sep 97 - 06:57 AM Hi We know you're out there fellas, we can see you hiding in the corners........ So to annoy you even further we're going to sing "Maids when you're young never wed an old man." Psst. Joe, I've sneaked you out a bit of mudcake, it's in the "Free drinks" thread......Enjoy. Make mine a Coke this time round thanks. slainte Alison |
Subject: Lyr Add: MY MOTHER WAS A LADY From: Alice Date: 20 Sep 97 - 12:54 PM Well, I checked in last night to see if it could be my turn again, and the circle had been fairly quiet. It is now almost lunch time here in Montana on Saturday, so I am going to go ahead with the waitress song. Source is a little booklet called "Songs of the Pioneers" price, $1.50, ©1970 by Albert E. Brumley & Sons.
MY MOTHER WAS A LADY
Two drummers* they were seated in a grand ballroom one day
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Subject: Lyr Add: STANDING BEHIND SOME MAN (Jane Voss?) From: Ferrara Date: 20 Sep 97 - 03:02 PM Alice, there's another verse to your pioneer song, I believe, where one of the insulting drummers turns out to be the long lost brother. Of course he changes his tune when the girl in question is HIS sister! Also, love your words to the Gaelic song. I think we have a copy of "songs of Ireland" so will try to find the tune. RS (and anyone else), if you really want the recipe for cherry rum walnut pie, send e-mail to zither@erols.com. It's an original recipe and I'd love to pass it on. At a potluck, one friend told me sheepishly that she'd eaten four slices! Boy, did that please me. I've never quite mastered the womanly art of cooking and I'm trying to catch up now. Next year I'll try for the womanly art of housekeeping. Here are the words to "Standing Behind Some Man." I'll see if I can get a midi version posted to the database so you can have the tune. Or e-mail me and we can try to arrange something over the phone. STANDING BEHIND SOME MAN. Written by Jane Voss (I think)
1. Behind every man who makes a great name,
2. Once upon a time I called a man mine
3 Oh the love of a man is a beatiful thing,
4 If you take a butterfly by the wings,
You know I'd rather be flying lonesome and free,
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Subject: Lyr Add: SHE IS LIKE THE SWALLOW From: Suibhan Date: 20 Sep 97 - 04:28 PM Sorry, I can't contribute any recipes. How about "She is like the Swallow," another beautiful song by Karan Casey.
She is like the swallow that flies on high
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Lorraine Date: 20 Sep 97 - 05:18 PM I will jump back in and sing Isabella Gunn a song by Eileen McGann of a woman from the Ortneys who immigrated to Canada struggling as an explorer-no real chorus but a wonderful song.--No food I can't really cook- just sing--So here goes. Hope you enjoy it too. |
Subject: Lyr Add: A YINGELE FUN POLYN / A LADDIE FRA POLAND From: Shula Date: 20 Sep 97 - 10:56 PM Um! Um! Um! Can't go out t' fetch th' fiddler 'n' th' gal with th' clarinet, without you gals a'skeerin' th' fellers half out thar socks (them's ez whar's 'em o'course). Well I figger it won't do no harm t' mend a fence er two by askin' my own kind feller, Akiba, t' take'em up a mess o' soup 'n' sammiches 'n' fruit 'n' sody's 'n'coffee and hef a dozen fresh-made pies. (Reckon they orta take kindly t' my pecan pies; got some French apple 'n' lemon chess 'n' raspberry/nectarine t' send 'em, too, 'n' a-plenty more left fer us'ns.) Thet ol' keg a thar'n t'won't last 'em th' night, so jes t' prove we's still on frien'ly terms, I'm a'gonna git my fella t' brang 'em th' bottle a Calvados I keeps fer t' make (a kosher version of) Canard á la Normandie, on speshul 'casions. Thet orta hold 'em awhile! Looks like this hyar ev'nin's done spread out t' a three-day ree-treat, so I s'spose we'll hefta hev some akshul supper sometime soon. Got a big pot a beef 'n' barley soup on th' fire, 'n' lotsa greens 'n' 'maters 'n' cukes 'n other salad fixin's, if anyone's a gittin' hongery long 'bout now. How's 'bout th' non-cookin' ladies bringin' snacks 'n' whistle-wetters, soft er hard, it makes no never mind? Now I promised Peter T. a "man-lovin" Yiddish song so he don't hefta worry no more 'bout any evil intentions toward those with th' congenital misfortune a bein' unable t' sit t' pee. This'uns got sump'n fer ever'one: y' see, this here gal, she's a'doin'erran's fer her Ma, 'n' ever' feller she meets up with, looks better'n th' last, 'til she meets a pertic'ler nice Polish boy, 'n' thet settles thet.
A YINGELE FUN POLYN
Di Momme ho't mikh geshikht
Un di Momme ho't mikh geshikht
Un di Momme ho't mikh geshikt
Nor as di Momme ho't mikh geshikt, *(terrified chicken noise, high-pitched string of rolled r's) (Here's a singable translation. It is a work in progress, since I don't feel confident enough of my knowledge of Scots vocabulary to give it the authentic Scots flavor I'd like. Why, Scots? Easy! There IS NO "plain English" translation for Oy! Would LOVE assistance "ethnically upgrading" my English lyrics, if there's a Scotswoman about!) A LADDIE FRA' POLAND
Oh, my mother sent me forth,
Again, my mother sent me out,
An' next my mother bid me seek
(But) when mother sent me forth once more, Hope thet'll make amends t' th' fellers, and keep th' rest of us'ns singin' yit awhile. Off t' fetch out th' vittles. Who'll hev th' next go? Back in a bit, Shula |
Subject: Lyr Add: IDA LEWIS From: Barry Date: 20 Sep 97 - 11:34 PM Here girls, always liked this one, (I wrote it). IDA LEWIS
Ida Lewis left Newport at the age of 15,
Her sisters & brother she'd row to school every day
Renowned for her skills no matter the weather
There are saints on the water & demons in the sea
Now they've renamed that rock the Ida Lewis Rock Light
True story/song. See Woman Who Kept The Lights.
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Subject: Lyr Add: MOTHER, MAY I GO OUT TO SWIM? From: A Male Date: 21 Sep 97 - 12:29 AM MOTHER, MAY I GO OUT TO SWIM? (BATHING SONG)
Sung by Julian Eltinge of Cohan & Harris' "Honey Boy" Minstrels
A sweet little peach from Manhattan Beach
This dapper young swell then said to the belle,
Copyright 1908. [With music. I suspect the songwriters Keith Lester, Lester W. Keiffer, Lester Keith, and Lester W. Keith are the same person, but who was he? For the chorus see the Opie's Oxford Dictionary of Nursery Rhymes]
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 21 Sep 97 - 12:51 AM O.K. That's it guys, back t' th' trees with ya, afore I git ol' Bess 'n' ventilate yer drawers! 'Sides, ya wanta be stayin' on m' good side eff'n y' fancy any more good eats herea'tter! Shula |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: RS Date: 21 Sep 97 - 04:16 PM Ok Ok it seems an appropriate time for a "peace" song ... I just posted Hinei Ma Tov, we'd better do the gender-inclusive "all of us" version a couple of times ... then once "they've" all gone away we could do the "sisters" version as a round a few more times (to clear the air) ... |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Bob Landry Date: 21 Sep 97 - 05:16 PM I'm not sure whether or not I should tread in this thread. but I am the guy who stood in front of a roomful of 30 women and dared to utter the phrase "Trust me!" Some of your music is great. I'm going to add some of your songs to my collection. (The Maid on the Shore is already there and, yes, I think she does steal for a living.) I'll be on my best SNAG behaviour (that's a rare event), dig out my wok and whip up a 5 course meal for you wonderful, ravenous singers: salad rolls, tomato beef, stir fried veggies, Bun Bo with vermicelli noodles, shrimp satay and stuffed green peppers. For those of you who wush a non-alcoholic buzz, I go get some ice coffee specially prepared by my friend Kim at the Golden Bird Restaurant.
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Alice Date: 21 Sep 97 - 05:34 PM Thanks, Bob. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 21 Sep 97 - 05:47 PM Howdy, Bob, Is't gittin' too raucous up thar in th' treehouse, er iz ya jes' a'hankerin a'tter a kitchen t' putter in? Since I done stot dis hyar thread, I guess I'll fix th' reg'alashuns 'bout it, so hyar 'tis: FELLERS 'LLOWED ONLY IF'N THEY HAS WOMAN-FRIENDLY SONGS T' SHARE 'N' THEY 'MEMBERS TH' MANNERS WHAT THAR MAMAS DONE LARN"T 'EM! Hope thet'll suit ever'body. Wanta thank Barry most p'litely fer his very own ballad, "Ida Lewis," 'n' tell thet scalliwag what don't know 'iz own name t' git right back on down thet thar hole he done crawl't out on't! Now as t' you, Bob, cain't say we couldn't use a bit o' he'p with th' cookin', but ez nobuddy don't much cotton t' slav'ry 'roundabout these hyar parts, ya ain't got t' keep t' th' kitchen, nuther. C'mon out 'n' give us a choon thet don't put some pore ol' gal t' sufferin' an we's be right nigh glad t' hev' ya! Done said m' piece, 'n' thar's a end on't!
Shula
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 21 Sep 97 - 05:59 PM 'Nuther thing: heer'd tell Tim J. has a bunch a nice "gal" stuff, so brang 'im 'long! (Hope he don't mind a'settin' on th' porch swing t' light up, though; don't much keer fer stale see-gar smoke in the curtains.) All's welcome, s'long's ya wipe yer boots afore ya step foot in th' parlor. Ef'n I k'n sneak in a not-really-folksong, long about now, I'd like t' do "Dream A Little Dream of Me." 'Evenin,' Shula |
Subject: Lyr Add: ALL THIS USELESS BEAUTY (Elvis Costello) From: Catfeet Date: 21 Sep 97 - 07:15 PM Here's one for y'all that'll probably get both sides of this little fray a trifle annoyed, but that I like anyway, if just for it's good annoying qualities. It's called All This Useless Beauty (by Elvis Costello), and I heard it on June Tabor's Angel Tiger album. Ahem, here goes. It's at times such as this she'd be tempted to spit, if she wasn't so ladylike, She imagines how she might have lived back when legends & history collide So she looks to her prince, finding since he's so charmingly slumped at her side Those days are recalled on the gallery wall, And she's waiting for passion or humor to strike What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty, all this useless beauty Good Friday arrived, the sky darkened on time, till he almost began to negotiate, And she held his head like a baby & said "It's okay if you cry" Now he wants her to dress, as if you couldn't guess He desires to impress his associates But he's part ugly beast and hellenic deceased And she finds that the mixture is hard to deny What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty, all this useless beauty She won't practice the looks from the great tragic books That were later defaced disgraced celluloid They no longer make sense, but you can bet If she isn't a sweetheart, a plaything or pet The film turns her into an unveiled threat Nonsense prevails, modesty fails, grace and virtue turn into stupidity While the calendar fades almost all barricades to a pale compromise While our rulers have feasts on the backsides of beasts They still think they're the gods of antiquity If something you missed didn't even exist, it was just an ideal, is that such a surprise? What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty, all this useless beauty? Catfeet |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Catfeet Date: 21 Sep 97 - 07:23 PM I forgot to pass around what I brought, it's called clarey, it's a rhine wine enhanced with honey, cinamon, cloves, and a whole bunch of other nice, exotic tasting spices. Enjoy! Catfeet |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Sharon Date: 21 Sep 97 - 10:36 PM Hey Shula, Now don't go givin' me a bad name in those other threads. All I did was warn those fellas that they best not get too rambunctious. They never know when one of us might happen to peek in. Considerin' that we let old Bob in here, I don't think my little warning was out of line. You know we gotta check on them a little...... They think they can get along without us, but we know how that goes. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Sheye Date: 22 Sep 97 - 11:57 AM I'm sneaking through the creaking screen door and offering amaretto chocolate cheese cake to appease the gods and tummies tied to a sweet tooth. Not exactly a girl-song, but indicative of strength, determination, and personal pride, how 'bout "Je ne Regrette Rien" (Edith Piaf). Now for the pleading: please read the thread "The Years Go by Fast". The rest of the story is that my father had this poem but his house burned down in 1995, and we lost it in the fire. I wrote my final poetry essay in high school as an overview of aging, with this poem as the introduction. We read and discussed life through this poem more than once over the years. The family was summoned by my grandmother this weekend (she passed away; we attended her memorial). We are a HUGE catholic (some practicing, some non-) family and once again, the absence of this poem was felt. If anyone can help? Many thanks and blessings. Love, Sheye |
Subject: Lyr Add: WASHIN' UP From: Bert Date: 22 Sep 97 - 12:15 PM Hi Gals, I gonna sneak in here with a song my Mother used to sing. It's about doing the dishes - which is called "Washing Up" in England. Does anyone know any more verses? We're emancipated, they've given women votes and girls may now fly aeroplanes, wear trousers and row boats They say that we have leisure to read and write and think but still we seem to spend our time, with elbows in the sink Washin up,Washin up,Washin up, We're at it hours and hours each day every plate every saucer every cup we'd like to fling them miles away We can't enjoy the way we should a single bite or sup for we realize with pain, that we'll have to start again Washin up,Washin up,Washin up. Thanks, Gal. Bert. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Shula Date: 22 Sep 97 - 12:33 PM Dear Bert, Painful, but ak'rit; thank'ee fer sharin. Dear Sheye, Wish I could he'p out, Sugar, good luck a'huntin' down them verses o' yore'n. Plum tickled t' find a feller admirer o' La Formidable Piaf! A few pertinent sites: The Songs of Edith Piaf - http://pantheon.cis.yale.edu/~bodoin/edith_piaf.html •Edith Piaf's Paris - photographic history of Edith Piaf and the Paris she knew.•The Nights of Edith Piaf: A Short Biography - http://soundprint.brandywine.american.edu/~soundprt/more_info/piaf_bio.html Shula
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Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Sheye Date: 22 Sep 97 - 12:48 PM Shula: Thanks for the words and the site addresses. If you haven't seen it, there is a French movie about her. No sub-titles, though. As always, it's comforting to be able to poke a cold wet nose into the middle of a gathering and not be met with a rolled up newspaper for it. Merci encore. Sheye |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: Bob Landry Date: 22 Sep 97 - 04:47 PM Merci beaucoup, Shula. I do love to putter in the kitchen. A family tradition started by my father, continued by me and that my two sons show definite signs of carrying on. Now that I've finished wokking and you'all are well fed, I'll sing Frankie and Johnny and play Miss MacLeod's Reel on the guitar. BTW, I've had the pleasure of meeting Sheye; she ain't a feller. Bob
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Subject: Lyr Add: THE LADIES CASE From: Bruce Date: 22 Sep 97 - 06:02 PM THE LADIES CASE Compos'd by Mr. Henry Carey. [Wrong!]
How hard is the fortune of all womankind,
If fondly we love, yet we dare not reveal,
[If fortune we have Oh! then we must be joyn'd,
Then who would be Wealthy or Strive to be great,
The first verse is familiar as one in most versions of the traditional song 'The Wagoner's Lad.' The text here is from a single sheet song with music, but evidently an unathorized issue. Henry Carey is elsewhere credited with the first two verses here, which was his complete song, "The Ladies Case". I do not know exactly when it first appeared, but can narrow down the range. The song was printed without credits and without music in a book of 1734, 'The Vocal Miscellany', II, p. 159, and noted in a book with music, 'The Universal Musician', [1737], to have been sung by Miss Raftor (trained by Carey) at the Theatre Royal. She made her debut in 1728 and became Mrs. (Kitty) Clive in 1732. Mr. Gouge (whose first name seem to be unknown) was credited with the music in later printings, e.g., 'The Muses Delight', p. 143, Liverpool, 1754 (slightly revised and retitled 'Apollo's Cabinet', 1757). The song then can be definitely put as 1728-32. The verses here are from the single sheet issue, c 1730. |
Subject: RE: Women's Song Circle From: rechal Date: 22 Sep 97 - 09:16 PM I'd like to sing two Hazel Dickens songs: Tomorrow's Already Lost and Working Girl Blues.
I started to type out the lyrics but I lost them somewhere -- maybe under that pile of laundry -- and just don't have the energy for HTML tonight.
'Night, ladies. Sweet dreams.... |
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