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Subject: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: lamarca Date: 27 Oct 04 - 10:48 AM Thought this might be a fun separate thread topic, to keep it from degrading the Getaway Memories .... What are your favorite rock/country western/disco/pop folk/punk songs for which you know ALL the words (including humming the 17-minute instrumental jam break)...you know, the ones you sing in the car when you're listening to WKRP-Classic Moldie Rock or KHCK Golden Country, etc, that you would be ashamed to let your "Purist Snob" folk friends know you know? Here's a few of mine, culled from my vast collection of LPs sitting in boxes up in the junk room in our house... A. I met a boy called Frank Mills on September 12th right here... B. One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small... C. Let me ride on the Wall of Death one more time... D. Long, long time ago, I can still remember... E. St. Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes... F. When I first saw your gallery I liked the ones of ladies... G. Rose, darling, come to me, Snake Mary's gone to bed... H. No-one knows what it's like to be the bad man... I. There is a young cowboy who lives on the range... J. We-ee can never know about the day-ays to come... K. I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers in the vase that you bought today... L. Heeee had white horses and ladies by the score... M. Mama, mama, forget your pies, I think they won't get cold... (from my very, very first purchased LP - anyone else recognize this atrocious song to which I actually still remember all the words?) N. Pressed Rat and Wart Hog have closed down their shop... O. The phone don't ring anymore, and the sun refuse to shine... P. There's a red moon rising on the Cuyahoga River... I could go on and on (and usually do), but it would be fun to see other folks favorites and guess our relative ages by the ones we pick! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:01 AM Frank Mills? Damn! You are the only one besides me I ever heard that one from. "I love him But it embarrasses me To walk down the street with him" We had a quarrel, a teenage quarrel... Laura and Tommy were lovers; he wanted to give her everything Out in the west Texas town of El Paso I sit in my room looking out at the rain... That fateful night the car was caught upon the railroad track... In the bad bad lands of Australia, many years ago... There were green alligators and long necked geese... He was born and raised around Jacksonville; a nice young man not the kind to kill... These are the words of a frontiersman who lost his love when he turned bad... On a weekend pass I wouldn't of had time to get home and marry that baby of mine... Mostly tearjerkers. Big surprise. We'll need a three hour workshop or maybe a night time song circle with a lot of whiskey... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: lamarca Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:01 AM Transferring the discussion from the other thread... Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: lamarca - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 05:27 PM Ahem, Rita - I don't think I've ever actually been permitted to lead a Workshop on "Forbidden Pleasures" (if I had been, they wouldn't be forbidden, now, would they?) Bill D. and I have had our differences of opinion about taste ("This bus is drafty and you can't deny it..."), mainly because I have yet to find a genre of music that doesn't contain at least one song or number that has redeeming social value (well, I haven't actually given rap/hip-hop a chance to prove itself yet...) Would other folks be interested in a workshop/song swap where we sing our favorite songs from our misguided youth? (Not to mention our misguided adulthood?) In addition to Jefferson Airplane, I used to be able to sing everything on Joni Mitchell's first 6 albums, I've snuck an occasional Cowboy Junkies song into song swaps, and I'm about to leave work to go hear Richard Thompson doing his "1,000 Years of Popular Music". If there are other kindred spirits out there who are just looking for their chance to do their jugband version of "Layla", let Rita know we need a Forbidden Pleasures workshop next year. I'll bring the whips and mayonnaise. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Jeri - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 05:43 PM Mary, I think it would be a load of fun! I also used to know a lot of Joni Mitchell songs, and there were the Troggs, and Tommy Whassisface and the Somethings ("I Think We're Alone Now"), and Lulu, and "Red Rubber Ball", and stuff I've forgotten I remember. It would be sort of like singing around a campfire with a bunch of people who're just folks, not folkies and are just singing what they know. (One of the most fun times I had camping was when I went with my office. Someone found an oldies station, and we sat around the fire singing our brains out along with the radio.) There are some people who sniffed and said "I don't like that. It's not traditional. Did you just write it?" when Barbry Allen was sung the first time ever. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Big Mick - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 06:09 PM Mary, you are more trouble sometimes ..... if you get me started I will do everything from about 1962 until 1970. Mick as he goes off tiptoing through the tulips as he sings "last Train to Clarksville" and his girlfriend sings "Yummy Yummy Yummy I've ... oops, sorry folks. Got carried away there for a minute. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Joe Offer - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 06:11 PM Hey, a number of us sang a lot of those forbidden songs at the Getaway on Friday night. I was surprised that Elizabeth LaPrelle knew so many of them. But yes, it would be nice to have a "forbidden songs" workshop. -Joe Offer- ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Bill D - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 06:16 PM hummmppff-first time Barbry Allen was sung, there WEREN'T much traditional 'ceptin some Druid Madrigals and other dull stuff like Egyptian water haulin' chants... ;~) (I truly admire folks like my wife & lamarca who can sort out all those genrés and be eclectic enough to enjoy most of 'em...especially when those ladies know so many of the very old and 'trad' stuff to swamp me!) we have had a few other Songs of the 60's and similar 'misguided youth' workshops at past Getaways...including, maybe 22-23 years ago, a sock hop" led by sometime poster Padre. I forget what I did instead... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: SINSULL - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 06:31 PM Now I have a reason to dig out my sosundtrack of "Hair". Let the sunshine Let the sunshine in The sunshine in or is it Let the sun shine Let the sun shine in The sun shine in...? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Amos - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 07:01 PM I dooon't know how to lo-o0-o-o-ve him... Sounds like fun to me!!! A ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Ferrara - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 08:25 PM Ummmm, Mick, nice job on the post about the Ferrara-Day family, you got it almost word for word the way I dictated it, your fee will be in the mail in the morning :-) ... and ... love right back to ya. Yeah, yeah, let's have a session on Forbidden Pleasures or Our Misspent Youth or whatever we decide to call it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: GUEST,Dani - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 09:02 PM Can we sort ourselves out by decades? Dani (who is waiting to see who can pick out the Lynyrd Skynyrd song I sang) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: DonMeixner - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 11:41 PM Jeri, That would be Tommy James and The Shondells. Don ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: dick greenhaus - PM Date: 26 Oct 04 - 11:45 PM Damn. That's what I got into folk music to get away from. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Amos - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 12:15 AM SHBOOOOM,. SHBOOOOM..... A ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Big Mick - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 12:41 AM In the white room, with black curtains.... Listen to my bluebird laugh.... There's a woman, and she's hard to know.... Oh, my love, my darling, I hunger for your touch.... Oh yeah, I tell you something.... Well shake it a baby, (shake it a baby) Shit, I am just getting started. Mick ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Carly - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:11 AM Every other day Every other day of the week Is fine,yeah But whenever Monday comes Monday comes You know I'm crying all of the time... And I can do my Joni imitation for hours! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Big Mick - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:53 AM I'm sitting in the railway station, got a ticket.... Monday, Monday, so good to me ..... Hey-ey Joe, where you going with that gun your hand..... I went down to the crossroads, got down on my knees.... G - L - O - R - I - A..... Sloopy, let your hair down girl, let hang down on me.... And the name of the place is I like it like that .... There is a little place beyond the tracks, the name of the place is the Sugar Shack.... I was out on a date, in my Daddy's car, we hadn't driven very far.... The eastern world, it is explodin', with violent flareups and bullets loadin'..... Dammit, Sins, see what you got going????? I can't sleep thinking about all these lyrics. Got to have this workshop next year. Mick ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Amos - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:20 AM While riding in my Caaadillac, much to my surprise.... Things are gonna be all right, I think the worst is over now, the mornin' sun is shinin' like a Red Rubber Ball.... There's an ole pianner an' they play it hot behind the greeeeeen DOAH! I know a dark secluded place!! AS place where no-one knows your face!!.... Call my baby Lollipop, I'll tell ya why.... And so I'm clippin' your wings, you Butter fly!! (Just warmin up for next year!!! LOL!!) A ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: GUEST,KT - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:31 AM In the chilly...hours and minutes...of uncertainty...... There's a new world somewhere....... My folks were always putting him down....down, down Oh, great! Now y'all got ME going!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Amos - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:52 AM "Hello? Yas, this is the Big Bopper speakin'...what I like? what I LIKE???? Oh, baybeee---you KNOW what I like!" A ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: El Greko - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 04:13 AM Till the white rose blooms again.... Ta-RAM - plink-plink-plink, ta-RAM - plink-plink-plink (Zorba) I'll get me coat... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Janie - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:08 AM "Patches, oh what can I do...." "Blue, navy blue, I'm as blue as I can be...." "My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be sorry...." etc. ENOUGH ALREADY!!!!!!!!!! Somebody get some pictures posted quick to distract this crowd. I fear Memory Lane could turn into the River of No Return. LOL Janie ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: GUEST,el Santo Secreto de Open Mike - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:41 AM *Toca su guitarra andele.* *Baila, baila, baila Bamba* *Malagueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeena Selarosa* *Sin ti, no podre vivir jamas* *Vamos al baile, veras que bonito* *A la colorada que tenemos que tentar* Que bonito!!! Getaway el año próximo para seguro. Hasta entonces amigos. el Santo Secreto de Open Mike ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Janie - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 10:25 AM No comprende. Mi espanol es muy malo y mi vocabulario es muy, muy pocito. en ingles por favor? Juanita ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: SINSULL - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 10:46 AM FEEEEEELINGS Oh Oh Oh FEEEEEEELINGS... I'll leave now PS See the tree how big it's grown But friends it hasn't been so long since it wasn't big ... And Honey I miss you But I'm being gooooood ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Post - Top - Forum Home - Printer Friendly - Translate ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Subject: RE: Getaway 2004 - MEMORIES From: Big Mick - PM Date: 27 Oct 04 - 10:49 AM White Bird, in a golden cage, on a winters day .... There's a girl in my room and her face on the wall with no eyes.... Eres tu, eres tu, asi, asi, eres tu....... Coming to me in the morning..... and the rainbow has a beard Just walk away Renee...... The lights go down and the curtains are drawn, and when it was over it felt like a dream .... tell them, broken arrow.... Janie, see what thou hast wrought??? Mick |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:24 AM OH ..... GREAT ..... MARY, just what I need. I was waiting for the other one to die, so I could begin the process of purging these heresies from my folk indoctrinated mind, purity of thought and all that ..... and what do you do???? You elevate it to a friggin' thread of its own. Thanks a ton!! Blu - ue Moon ..... As we stroll along together, holding hands walking all alone... I got sunshine, on a cloudy day...... Baby love, my baby love..... Eight miles high, and when we touched down.... C'mon baby, light fire, try to set the night on fire.... In a gadda da vida, baby ...... and when you can't be with the one you love, honey, love the one your with...... old man, look at yourself, I'm a lot like you are.... Keep me searching for this heart of gold, and I'm gettin' old.... I've seen the needle and the damage done.... Here comes the sun, doo doo doo... And if you saw my love, you'd love her too, and I love her.... talkin' bout the times we road in my car... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:40 AM Wal you can rock and you can bop it you can hip it you can hop it at the hop -- Hop, Hop! Bop She Bop! Ooooooh, Doooooonnnnnnna, Ooooooohhhhhh Donnnnnnna.... The kids in Bristol are sharp as crystal whent hey do the Bristol Stomp... A little blue man stepped out of the crowd, and urgently tugged at my sleeve...I wuv you, I wuv you.... Splish splash, I was takin' a bath..... Honeycomb! Woncha be mah baby, Honeycomb be my own! ...it's a long way to next October! A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:50 AM Hey, hey, Paula, I got a crush on you..... Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron my baby does the hanky panky... hey let's twist again, like we did last summer... a keepa way from a runaround Sue... January, starts the year off fine, February you're my little valentine... She wore blue velvet, ..... Mick |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:55 AM AMOS... The Bristol Stomp!!! Jesus, man, you are old!! I remember that one from a great album that my sister stole from me called "All The Hits, By All The Stars".Mick |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:57 AM LOL!! I'm not old, just ...just...well...OLD, man!! A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 27 Oct 04 - 12:03 PM We-ell C. C. Ryder, well you see, what you have done yeh, yeh, yeh... Momma did the hullygully now she's gota mop.... I'm Henry the VIII I am.... They call me Hawkeye, 'cause I can spot a pretty girl... Gonna rock around the clock tonight... Rollllll another one. Just like the other one.... Lady called the blue boy love, she took him home.... Just before our love got lost, you said, I am as constant as.... ARGGGHHHHH!!!!!! Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:00 PM I'm a little surprised to see that folks are guilty about singing Joni Mitchell, Paul Simon, and Donovan songs. 30-35 years ago (i.e., back when I was much more of a folk-music snob than I am now), those songs would have been more than acceptable. Now, those doo-wop oldies are another thing. They've always been a bit disreputable, just as they've always been great fun and real crowd pleasers. When I was in college in the late 60s, *some* of my peers might listen politely to my serious folk-blues repertoire, but I could always make a big hit at parties, with anyone and everyone, instigating singalongs on stuff like: They often call me Speedo, but my real name is Mr. Earl... In the still / of the ni-yight / o o o darlin / hold me ti-yight... There's a moon out tonight / Let's go strollin'... Wake up Little Susie, wake up... (and all Everly Brothers) etc. (Also see recent thread on "Tan Shoes and Pink Shoelaces") |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:23 PM Whooooo wrote the booooook of Luhuuuuuuve???? Each tiyum we have a quarrel, it almost breaks my heart.... When someone hit my Jenny, she went out like a light -- ooooh, poor Jenny!! It's called Fernando's Hide-Away....OLÈ!!!!! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:35 PM Wait a miiiinute....Mister POstman!! Wait and see -- is there a letter in your bag for meeee? Sooooldieeer boy ---- you're my liiitle soldieeer boy.... Well, bless mah soul what's wrong with me?? I'm itching like a man in a fuzzy tree....my friends say I'm gone but I feel all right -- I'm in LUHUVE!!! AH'M all shook up! For youuuu and I have a Guardian Angel, on high...with nothing to doooo....but ot give to me and to give to you ...Luhuuuuve Foeverrr True.... On a dayyyyy like today....we'd paaaaasss the time away..... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 27 Oct 04 - 01:58 PM Doooook dooook doook, DUke of Eaaaaarl Eaaaarl E#aaaarl, Duke of Eaaaarl Duke of Eaaaaarl!! Ohhhh as I walk through this world, nobody stops me.... ..and when I find myself, a fallin' for some girl, I climb into mah car, an' I drive around the world, I'm a wanderer...jes' a wanderer.....I go rounanarounanarounanarounanaroun....... Ramblun' rooose....ramblin' rose....why you Raaaaaamble, heaaaven knows... You were gone for much too long! Half an hour or moooore. You came back and man, oh, man! THis is what I sawr! Lipstick on your collar, told a tale on you-u-u.... Ah gaaaambled for luhuuuve an' Ah loooost...you can gammmble for matchsticks, you can gammmmble fer gold....the stakes may be heavy, or small.... You guys just started the old juke box in the corner up and it still runs, if somewhat creakily... LOL! A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Morticia Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:06 PM what is this evil that you have done? Don't you know I'm going around singing the damn things now......all the ones I recognise, anyway. If I get drummed out of Folk World, I shall blame you all!!!! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Dani Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:24 PM Amos, we sure missed you in our cabin singing.... "Gonna take a sentimental journey..... gonna put my heart at ease...." Dani |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Tinker Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:51 PM ...gonna find my baby gonna hold her tight gonna have some afternoon delight... I was born in worn torn run down tenament slum .....Love child never meant to be... Love child, take a look Stop in the name of Love, before you break my heart.... I tried to be good and stay out of this, really I did.... Tinker Who has video proof of how bad this can really get...BG |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: lamarca Date: 27 Oct 04 - 02:59 PM Cover that girl with chocolate syrup, bring her on again... Going' on up to Montana, gonna raise me some dental floss... Shine on, sillllver sun, shine on evvvvvery one... I was high on Stormy Down, thinkin' of my friends below... My sister got lucky, married a yuppie, took him for all he was worth... September '77, Port Elizabeth, weather fine... Oh Biko... Climin' up on Salisbury Hill, I can see the city lights... I'm takin' a trip up to Abergavenny... I can see clearly now, the rain is gone... Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste... Listen people to a story that was written long ago... (anyone remember Billy Jack?) Boy is this a fun waste of work-time (which is why I stopped coming to the Mudcat - I can't quit, and every time it takes more and more to keep me satisfied. This place should have a Surgeon General's warning label...) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Tinker Date: 27 Oct 04 - 03:19 PM ...about a kingdom on a mountain, and the valley folk below... (my steady bought me a beautiful gray steiff rabbit after seeing Billy Jack....) But I have to turn into the responsible mommy now and start school pick ups.... Boo Hiss |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: el_punkoid_nouveau Date: 27 Oct 04 - 03:35 PM She loves you YEAH, YEAH, YEAH... Hey Mr Dream Seller where have you been... What'll you do when you get lonely...(complete with air guitar, preferably the whole 7 minutes - b****y impossible when driving!) I see a row of cars I want it painted black... On our block, all of the guys call her flamingo... And probably a million more! epn |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 27 Oct 04 - 04:31 PM SOS Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 27 Oct 04 - 04:59 PM Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a dental-floss tycoon |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:25 PM I thought the kids in Bristol were sharp as a pistol... One Two Three HEH! Look at Mr. Lee Three Four Five HEH! Look at him jive Eddie, my love I love soooo I I'm longin' for you You'll never know oh Please Eddie Don't make wait too long... Earth angel, earth angel will you be mine? Come with me my love To the sea, the sea of love... Who's that knockin' on my door All last night and the night before Boom boom boom Bang bang bang I can't stand this awful thing Who's that knockin' on my door If I were a carpenter and you were a lady...(gag) Play with me and you play with fiyah... I prefer boysenberry more than any ordinary jam... This is very bad. Very bad... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Lin in Kansas Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:47 PM Yikes! What REALLY frightens me is how many of these I recognize--god, I'm getting old! a whiiiiiite sports coat and a piiink car-na-tion... He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots, and a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back... Now let me tell a story, let me tell it all... ...ranger with the Big Iron on his hip... I been throwin' horseshoes over my left shoulder... But if I stayed here with you, girl, things just couldn't be the same... If you don't like the way I'm livin', just leave this long-haired country boy (girl!) alone. A country boy can survive... ...drove a Chevy to the levee and the levee was dry... Thanks, Lamarca. I've got to go wash my brain now, can't do a thing with it! Lin |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: open mike Date: 27 Oct 04 - 05:56 PM I'm a rag-a-muffin child, pointed finger painted smile the monster mash... everything stops for tea.. in a gadda da vida baby.. bottle of wine fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober? don't bogart that joint my friend...pass it over to me.. take the time to stop, hey, what's that sound, everybody look... I want to hold your hand... just can't get no satisfaction... and the seasons they go round and round and the painted ponies... these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do... may God bless and keep you always, may your wishes all come true.. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 27 Oct 04 - 06:18 PM Don't have to go to the Getaway to get away with this. Last summer (2003, when we had SOME leisure) us gals (Jeri, Ramona and me) would gather around Carol Caronis' swimming pool on Monday afternoons and settle in to some serious musical research (and margaritas). The topic of the summer -- "Dead Date" songs. You know, "Tell Laura I Love Her," "Leader of the Pack," "Dead Man's Curve," "Ebony Eyes," "Laurie," "Last Kiss" . . . ad nauseam. Then, one night at the Friday night Press Room session I got up and did a long, intricate intro about how we had been gathering information about an under-researched sub-genre of American traditional music and how we hoped to get some funding and publish, etcet etcet . . . and then we broke in to "Patches" which I think, maybe, we had actually sung together once. And then later the same evening I got suckered into singing "Long Black Veil" while Curmudgeon cringed. Linn |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 07:32 PM I had a date with the pretty ballerina, her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes...... Oh I, can turn greyer skies bluer, I can make rain now, whenever I want it to, oooh I ....... Pretty woman, walking down the street, pretty woman, the kind I like to meet, pretty woman...... Don't it make my brown eyes, don't it make my brown eyes blue..... Every where, around the world, are you ready for a brand new beat? Summer's here and the time is right, for dancing in the streets.... American woman, stay away from me - he, American woman, just let me be - he...... Come one baby, light my fire, try to set the night on fieyer....... must rest, need rest, got to stop the loop recordings in my head. na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 27 Oct 04 - 07:59 PM See the way he walks down the street, watch the way he shuffles his feet If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, never make a pretty woman our wife A young man stood with his head held high under the Texas sun, and nobody knew that a man so brave, would perish by the gun, lord, would perish by the gun. A hundred years ago, two lovers met in vain, one was a Southern belle, and one was a boy in gray People say I'm the life of the party cuz I tell a joke or two |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 27 Oct 04 - 08:22 PM Operator, can you help me place this call.... Help me, information, to get in touch with my Marie...... Anyone here, seen my old friend Abraham, can you tell me where he's gone.... Cause you're sweet and lovely girl, I love you.... Hey Bungalow Bill, what did you kill?.... I'll buy you diamond rings, my friend, if it makes you feel allright.... Try to see it my way, ...... Here I stand, head in hand, turn my face to the wall.... Now somewhere in the Black minin' hills of Dakota there lived a young boy named a Rocky Raccoon nuh ...... I've just seen a face, I can't forget the time or place where we just met.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:11 PM Juuuuuuulie, don't take your love to town... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:18 PM ROFLMAO! Actually when I sing this stuff I don't feel a bit guilty! It's FUN! Lisa Null and I got started one night with "The Wayward Wind" at a party and continued with a fun blast from the past. When we were done with the fourteenth or fifteenth song, the rest of the party came back in the room.... Last year at Augusta Vocal Week, I was singing along happily with a group led by Flawn Williams and heard Danny Spooner behind me, singing along too: "Did you say I've got a lot to learn? Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn. Since this is the perfect spot to learn, Teach Me Tonight." ... not what I expected to hear from an Australian shantey singer, still makes me grin to remember it. Yeah, lots of Everley Brothers songs, and ... As I was a-motivatin' over the hill, I saw Maybelline in a coupe de ville.... I told Mary about us, told her about our great sin.... Well you can burn my house, steal my car, drink my liquor from an old fruit jar.... Well since my baby left me, I've found a new place to dwell.... Now she's afraid to come out of the water, and I dont' know what she's gonna do, she's afraid to come out of the water, and the poor little thing's turning blue.... It was the third of June, another [something], dusty delta day, I was out picking cotton and my brother was a-baling hay, ... You give your hand to me, and then you say hello, and I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so, ... I hear the whippoorwill whisper above, Tammy, Tammy, Tammy's in love.... Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you.... Out where the bright lights are glowing, you're drawn, like a moth to a flame, You laugh while the wine's overflowing, while I sit and whisper your name. I think these are all from the 50's or later, but a songs from the 40's just started popping into my head -- but I'm going to resist! Yes, I am! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 04 - 09:29 PM I'm saving my money to buy you a rainbow... Get a job, Sha na na na nanananana I found my thrill on blueberry hill Way down in Loosiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens Let it please be him Oh dear god It must be him...(AAARGH!) Killing me softly with his song... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 27 Oct 04 - 11:15 PM Ahhhh.... Killing Me Softly.... A fine song. Just realized I need to Trace this thread because it's full of reminders of bygone treasures. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:31 AM Sittin' in the mornin' sun..... To every thing, turn , turn, turn, there is a season..... Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say under my umbrella Why do the stars go on shining? Sittin' downtown in the railway station, one toke over the line.... And one guaranteed to stick in your head: Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp? Who put the ram in the ram a ram a ding dong? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:40 AM Raindrops keep fallin' on my head! But that doesn't mean my eyes are turning red... Each night I aaaask, the stars up above....Why must I be a teen ager in luhhhhuve???? And I wonder - wonder WHO - WHO? WHO!!? wrote the booook of luhhhhhve!! Jes' walk right in, and set right down, and baybeeee let yer mind roll on.... A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:51 AM Suzannne takes you down, to a place by the river..... Cara Mia why........ must we say goodbye? Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get ma-a-a ried.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Padre Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:14 AM I was toolin' down the highway doing 75...... Transfusion, Transfusion.... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Joe Offer Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:39 AM How 'bout the flip side, Padre?
Dig, dig, dig, dig-a-rooney Dig, dig, dig-a-rooney Dig, you crazy cat!
My girl - didn't cry....
Two lonely people together I fell in love with you The last waltz should last forever La la la la la la la la la la There goes my reason for living, there goes my everything.... Please release me, let me go, For I don't love you anymore. To live a lie would be a sin. Release me and let me love again. When I was a bit younger, it was "My friend the witch doctor" and "Flying Purple People Eater." ("Dig" was earlier still.) -Joe Offer- |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Sandra in Sydney Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:56 AM wot a lot of memories!! wot a lot I recognised & could have sung along with, but I do have the advantage of being a radio fan (I've never had a TV) who always sang along with whatever was on - Top 40, nostalgia, musical comedy, ads, everything ... Bright copper kettles & warm woollen mittens Tan shoes & pink shoe laces My friend the witch doctor, he told me what to do, My friend the witch doctor he told me what to say, He went (how do you spell ooh eehh ooo aaah?) I'll ponder upong it (in spite of Jez Lowe playing in the background) sandra |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: jacqui.c Date: 28 Oct 04 - 09:18 AM Dearest, darling, I have to write to say that I won't be home anymore Woke up this morning feeling fine Starry starry night Is three hours going to be enough? I've told Kendall that I'm in for this one - he agrees with Dick - he went into folk music to get away from this stuff! He'll just have to go with Dick while it's going on, won't he. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:06 AM Are you buying it Jacqui? I just don't see him doing the lindy to Burl Ives at the Senior Prom. And he got more than a little misty when you sang "Love Me Tender" at the Getaway. Which reminds me: Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree... Johnny is a joker. He's a dog... She ran calling Wiiiiiiild Fiiiiiiiyeh Three little fishees and a Momma fishee too Hey there Little Red Riding Hood. You sure are looking good... Wild thing! You make my heart sing! I can't get no satisfaction This should go on forever This should never ever end...banned by our local nuns for the line: My soul will never be free ee ee ee You've gone from me Oh Oh Tragedy Can't wait until Ron Davies sees this one. He'll know all the chords too. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: RangerSteve Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:11 AM I'll add my name to the very short list of people who know the lyrics to "Frank Mills". A bright array of city lights as far as I can see... (I think it's one of the greatest country-western songs ever written, but I'm sure my friends would not agree. The same goes for: I'm walking the floor over you, I can't sleep a wink, that is true.. I got the hungries for your love and I'm waitin' in your welfare line... Who is the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel on the picture on the billboard near the big ol' highway.... The bridge washed out and I can't swim and my baby's on the other side... Or any country song from the 50's and early 60's. and from the Rock and Roll world: I met him at a party and my heart stood still, da do run run, da do run run... Oh bla de, o bla dah, life goes on..... Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter... Woke up this morning feeling fine, there's someone special on my mind... (or anything by Herman's Hermits. And quite a few that have already been mentioned. Steve, on my way out to run some errands singing "Tell Laura I love her" whether I want to or not. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: jacqui.c Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:57 AM When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down You gotta drive the woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine better check it over twice That Haynesville road is just a ribbon of ice. ...if they buried all the truckers lost in them woods They'd be a tombstone every mile. (Kendall, not Jacqui) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bill D Date: 28 Oct 04 - 12:00 PM "In Charlotte Town, where I was born There was a faiiiiirrrr maid dwellin'" (mebbe Dick G and I and Kendall and a few others can have a quiet party in a corner while you all get this out of your systems.) I DO know all the words to "Managua, Nicaragua", but somehow that doesn't seem in the same league to "White Sport Coat and Pink Carnation" and "Sha-Boom" |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:46 PM "I met him ON A MONDAY and my heart stood still...." "Take a letter, Maria / Address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home / For the rest of my life." (complete with mariachi horns) and from Nashville: "Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone..." Too too many great old songs. Why would anyone need to write more? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: lamarca Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:55 PM All our times have come.....Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper... Diamond life, lover boy-oy, He moves in space with minimum grace and maximum joy.. (I did this in two-part harmony with a total stranger at our lab's Department Picnic Karaoke contest...) Pretty Ballerina! Big Mick, that reminds me of the only time I got to here Leo Kretzner (Lap dulcimer player extraordinaire) in concert - his encore was "Just Walk Away, Renee" and a Motown song, both of which really, really worked on dulcimer! I went to hear Richard Thompson doing his "1,000 Years of Popular Music" concert this week. It was Thompson, Debra Dobkin on drums and Judith Owen (AKA Mrs. Harry Shearer) on sultry vocals. They started with "Summer is Icumin In" from a 13th century setting, then a Scottish version of "The Cruel Mother", an aria by Henry Purcell, an English carol from the 1700's, Gilbert and Sullivan, etc - but the fun started for real when they got to the twentieth century... Drinkin' Wine, Spoh-di-oh-di, Please Don't Play A-11, Cole Porter, early Beatles, Sun Records rockabilly, the Easy Beats only hit (Friday on My Mind), the Kinks, a Prince number (Thompson referred to him as "that little purple dude from Minneapolis") and, as his piece d'resistance, a Thompsonized version of Britney Spears' "Oops, I've Done It Again". It was a great show -they played for two hours straight, then did another six songs in two encores (he even got the audience singing along with "Sam Hall"). The only kind of music out-of-bounds for this show was Thompson's own material - they didn't do any of his songs. This show was an excellent example of how familiarity with lots of different musical styles and songs can enrich a musician's song-writing and/or instrumental performance. Thompson and the ladies were obviously having the time of their lives, and their skill and enthusiasm made it fun for the audience, too. So, while we joke that knowing all these pop songs is a "Guilty Pleasure", I somehow suspect that there's a spark of our love of all the music we gobbled up over the years shining in the songs we sing now... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 28 Oct 04 - 01:56 PM Dancin' to the jailhouse rock... In my room.... Surfer girl, my little surfer girl.... Must. Not. Open. Thread. Again. Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:27 PM Ooooh MAIRzee Doats and DOEzy doats and Liddle LAMSY-DIVEY Kiddly-divy too, wouldn't you??? If the words sound queer, and funny to your ear.... ROTFLMAO! A |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:31 PM B.B. Bumble and the Stingers, Mott the Hoople, Ray Charles Singers Sittin' in the classroom, thinkin' it's a drag There she was, just a walking down the street I remember when Mary Lou said, "Do you want to walk me home from school?" Well, you know I love that organic cooking, I always ask for more That's right, that's right, I'm sad and I'm blue, 'cause I can't do the boogaloo |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 02:37 PM (or am I too young to be posting the pop I recognise?) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Amos Date: 28 Oct 04 - 03:17 PM Oh, the Birds and the Bees, up on Wolverton Mouuuntain.... You wouldn't read my letters when Ah wrote you, an' you asked me not to call you on the phone... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bat Goddess Date: 28 Oct 04 - 04:04 PM Took a walk and passed your house, late last night, all the shades were pulled and drawn, way down tight, then within a dim light cast two silhouettes on the shade, oh what a lovely couple they made There she goes (ba da da rup) her royal majesty I love him, I love him, I love him, and when he goes I'll follow, I'll follow, I'll follow Nobody knows where my Johnny has been, but Judy left the same time Why was he holding her hand when he's supposed to be mine? Soldier boy, oh, my little soldier boy, I'll be true to you |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:16 PM Three hours, Jacqui? You gotta be joking. And these can not be done in daylight - it has to be an all-nighter. For goodness sake, I got the hippy hippy shake Answer me, O my love I'm a bow-legged chicken, I'm a knock kneed hen Sylvia's mother says thankyou for calling I'm a walking in the rain, tears are falling and I feel a pain Gonna lock her up in a trunk, so no big hunk, can steal her away from me Please don't wear red tonight Put on your red dress baby, 'cos we're going out tonight |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: PoppaGator Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:30 PM I'm getting a better idea about which of you are members of my age group and which (very few!) are older. When I don't recognize the songs at all, I figure the person is younger... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 28 Oct 04 - 08:35 PM Thread creep. How do you do the italics? Janie, who wasn't going to open this thread again, sha-na-na. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Homeless Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:02 PM < i> to open < /i> to close |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: KT Date: 28 Oct 04 - 10:06 PM Don't ..........let the sun....catch you cryin'......... Sunny......... yesterday my life was full of rain Though we gotta say goodbye, for the summer...... Pleeease, lock me away... and don't allow the day........ |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ebbie Date: 29 Oct 04 - 02:55 AM Sinsull, I don't think that was Juuuuuuuulie who was begged to stay home- it was her sister Ruuuuuuuuuuuuby. :) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Roger the Skiffler Date: 29 Oct 04 - 03:37 AM There are three steps to heaven (dop do wah) etc RtS (lost in the '50s) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Big Mick Date: 29 Oct 04 - 08:05 AM See you, in September, see you when the summer's through.... Denise, Denise, I'm so in love with you-u-u..... ..to Itchycoo Park.... He's leaving, leaving, on that midnight train to Georgia... |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 29 Oct 04 - 05:27 PM When I was a lad, and old Shep was a pup ... She wears red feathers and a hooley hooley skirt.. We were rough and ready guys .. Last train to San Fernando |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: SINSULL Date: 29 Oct 04 - 05:49 PM Thanks Ebbie. I was blinded with emotion. Please mister please Don't play B29 That was our song it was his song And it's oooover And what was the one about a girl who turned into a radio????? |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 29 Oct 04 - 06:18 PM I thought the strange girl lured the boy in and kept him prisoner inside her radio - something like: Everyone knows that a boy disappeared And everyone thinks he died Except a ?????? girl with a secret lover Who keeps her satisfied |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Bill D Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:15 PM last May, at a weekend similar to the Getaway, but with no 'structure', a fellow sat down at a late night sing and sang " She wears red feathers and a hooley hooley skirt.. " .......I had NEVER heard it before, and he did it so well! It figgers you'd know it, Snuffy...what a strange song! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: RangerSteve Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:22 PM Julie, Julie, Julie do you love me? Julie, Julie, Julie do you care? Julie, Julie, are you thinking of me? Julie, Julie will you still be there? I hope no one on my department finds out that I know the above. I mean, what kind of cop sings James Darrin? or was that Bobby Sherman? It doesn't matter, they were both the same person. Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand from July to the end of September..... Pussycat, Pussycat, I've got flowers and lots of hours to spend with you, so go and powder that cute little pussycat nose..... I sang that to my cat once, again, I hope no one on my department finds out. Funny, I didn't see any TV theme songs in this thread. I must have missed them. There have to be some here, right? I'm Tom Terrific, the greatest hero ever, I can be whatever I want because I am so clever.... Below in the deep there's adventure and danger, that's where you'll find Diver Dan... crowds will cheer you, you're our hero, as you go go GO Astroboy!!! |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: kendall Date: 29 Oct 04 - 07:36 PM Jacqui here - Mary - that song was Angie baby - I think by Helen Reddie. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ferrara Date: 29 Oct 04 - 08:34 PM You know, you can't tell a person's age by their repertoire of pop songs any more; Darriel learned "Unchained Melody" from an Oldies CD while he was in middle school, and learned "Snoopy and the Red Baron" and "Please Mr. Custer" in high school. He also learned "Mr. Ed" while he was in elementary school, I think he was watching re-runs. Snuffy, delighted to see Tennessee Wigwalk, here's another: Oh remember me, my darling, When spring is in the air And the bald-headed birds are whispering everywhere. When you see them walking southward in their dirty underwear, That's the Tennessee Birdwalk! [twweeet tweet] That's the Tennessee Birdwalk!" |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Janie Date: 29 Oct 04 - 11:23 PM Thanks, Homeless. Now, I wonder. Can I remember that? I dunno! Janie |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Ron Davies Date: 30 Oct 04 - 12:15 AM Finally made it out of the dark side (below the line where it's all serious-like) to UP ON THE ROOOOOOOF here WHERE LIFE IS FRESH AND SWEEEEET Sinsull---sorry I don't know the chords to Tragedy (or anything else). I know lyrics but there was a guy there in the dining hall on Friday who was really good on guitar but NO NO NO IT AIN'T ME BABE Man that was great stuff that Friday- I think we coulda gone about half an hour just on Everly Brothers, then slipped into doo-wop for an hour or so and then...? Amazing amount of stuff you can do totally without guitar, even if it was originally with it. And it's fun to try to reconstruct how the harmonies might possibly have gone (or maybe they didn't, but it's still fun.) I also agree with Ranger Steve-- A bright array of CITY LIGHTS (I think Ray Price had an early hit with that)-----is probably one of the best country songs ever. And Rita, you know that I love it when you and Lisa and maybe some others get going on the 50's stuff at my parties (or anywhere else). And Bill as far as I'm concerned you could do "Managua,Nicaragua" every time I see you and I'd love it (but of course I'm weird----I'd also want you to do "Bold Fisherman" every time----and you've given me flak for that.) But if we started doo-wop etc., it would be so frustrating if it was only for an hour---but it would also be frustrating to miss other great workshops. Starting in the dining hall right after supper is great----gives the whole evening and maybe long into the night. When I go up to the Eastern Pennsylvania Journey's End weekend (are you reading this, Tony?) a bunch of us (a small bunch, but more would sure be welcome) start it after the big sing is over (about midnight) and we go til about 4 usually--sometimes a guitar, sometimes not-----but the unaccompanied stuff is probably my favorite----especially when we do Everly Brothers--sounds great, easy, and room for lots of harmony---or put together Mamas and Papas the way we think it might have gone, or Beach Boys, ( and our guesses I think are pretty good.) Some of our other productions may crash and burn but this is one situation where you really can make music (successfully) by committee---particularly dredging one brain and then another for lyrics buried down deep (AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS MINE LIES A BIG BIG MAN.) |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 31 Oct 04 - 05:26 AM Rita - when my twins were very small I always used to sing to them while giving them a bath. Tennessee Wigwalk was one of their favourites. Bill D - She Wears Red Feathers is now part of my regular repertoire. Lots of folks remember it from their younger days. And there aren't many songs where you can invite all the bodhrans to pretend they are tom-toms and join in on the chorus. |
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Subject: RE: Guilty pleasures (no, not THAT kind...) From: Snuffy Date: 31 Oct 04 - 01:59 PM And how dare you accuse me of singing "strange songs" when you are a known perpetrator of Mrs Ravoon? :-) |
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