What are you listening to right now?
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andynap
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LOL- smart face. He was compared to Caruso by people who thought a scratchy 78 record of Caruso was great. THe problem with Lanza was his ego. He didn't want to practice his singing, didn't want to watch his weight and didn't listen to his managers. He made some so-so musical movies and then moved to Italy to eat and get fat. His last TV performance was on Ed Sullivan- it was really hyped- I watched him lip sync himself into oblivion. Sad. He could have been much better. BTW- his mother owned a house in Wildwood on the main road in- passed it many times before they widened the road.
Voosh
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Dunno why. I'm just on a Los Lobos kick again.
We love local cantinas that have live Tex-Mex in TX. (Much safer than venturing into Mexico these days. IMHO)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gI4v_8gjW04
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tao8rbrnfbc
We love local cantinas that have live Tex-Mex in TX. (Much safer than venturing into Mexico these days. IMHO)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gI4v_8gjW04
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tao8rbrnfbc
Eddie
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Voosh
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Great tune. Reminds me of Patti. (Called the "Godmother of Punk")
Ya sure you wasn't from the Detroit area Eddie?
Oh, OK. Here's Patti's bio -
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patti_smith
"Before the release of Wave, Smith, now separated from long-time partner Allen Lanier, met Fred "Sonic" Smith, former guitar player for Detroit rock band MC5 and his own Sonic's Rendezvous Band, who adored poetry as much as she did. (Wave's "Dancing Barefoot" and "Frederick" were both dedicated to him.)[20] The running joke at the time was that she only married Fred because she would not have to change her name.[21] They had a son, Jackson (b. 1982), who would go on to marry The White Stripes drummer, Meg White in 2009, and a daughter, Jesse (b. 1987). Through most of the 1980s Patti Smith was in semi-retirement from music, living with her family north of Detroit in St. Clair Shores, Michigan. In June 1988, she released the album Dream of Life, which included the song "People Have the Power". Fred Smith died on November 4, 1994 of a myocardial infarction. Shortly afterward, Patti faced the unexpected death of her brother Todd[6] and original keyboard player Richard Sohl. When her son Jackson turned 14, Smith decided to move back to New York. After the impact of these deaths, her friends Michael Stipe of R.E.M. and Allen Ginsberg (whom she had known since her early years in New York) urged her to go back out on the road. She toured briefly with Bob Dylan in December 1995 (chronicled in a book of photographs by Stipe)."
A classic and hero in my book.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoGdx3I3dPE
Ya sure you wasn't from the Detroit area Eddie?
Oh, OK. Here's Patti's bio -
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patti_smith
"Before the release of Wave, Smith, now separated from long-time partner Allen Lanier, met Fred "Sonic" Smith, former guitar player for Detroit rock band MC5 and his own Sonic's Rendezvous Band, who adored poetry as much as she did. (Wave's "Dancing Barefoot" and "Frederick" were both dedicated to him.)[20] The running joke at the time was that she only married Fred because she would not have to change her name.[21] They had a son, Jackson (b. 1982), who would go on to marry The White Stripes drummer, Meg White in 2009, and a daughter, Jesse (b. 1987). Through most of the 1980s Patti Smith was in semi-retirement from music, living with her family north of Detroit in St. Clair Shores, Michigan. In June 1988, she released the album Dream of Life, which included the song "People Have the Power". Fred Smith died on November 4, 1994 of a myocardial infarction. Shortly afterward, Patti faced the unexpected death of her brother Todd[6] and original keyboard player Richard Sohl. When her son Jackson turned 14, Smith decided to move back to New York. After the impact of these deaths, her friends Michael Stipe of R.E.M. and Allen Ginsberg (whom she had known since her early years in New York) urged her to go back out on the road. She toured briefly with Bob Dylan in December 1995 (chronicled in a book of photographs by Stipe)."
A classic and hero in my book.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoGdx3I3dPE
Voosh
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Drifted back to Beach Boys, again. Not the original, but a grittier, live version. Another CLASSIC, IMHO.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfnZdGUVSGw
Lyrics:
I sailed an ocean, unsettled oceanThrough restful waters and deep commotionOften frightened, unenlightenedSail on, sail on sailorI wrest the waters, fight neptune’s watersSail through the sorrows of life’s maraudersUnrepenting, often emptySail on, sail on sailorCaught like a sewer rat alone but I sailBought like a crust of bread, but oh do I wailSeldom stumble, never crumbleTry to tumble, life’s a rumbleFeel the stinging I’ve been givenNever ending, unrelentingHeartbreak searing, always fearingNever caring, perseveringSail on, sail on, sailorI work the seaways, the gale-swept seawaysPast shipwrecked daughters of wicked watersUninspired, drenched and tiredWail on, wail on, sailorAlways needing, even bleedingNever feeding all my feelingsDamn the thunder, must I blunderThere’s no wonder all I’m underStop the crying and the lyingAnd the sighing and my dyingSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailor
Crappy transcription, I know. Didn't have time to fix it up.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfnZdGUVSGw
Lyrics:
I sailed an ocean, unsettled oceanThrough restful waters and deep commotionOften frightened, unenlightenedSail on, sail on sailorI wrest the waters, fight neptune’s watersSail through the sorrows of life’s maraudersUnrepenting, often emptySail on, sail on sailorCaught like a sewer rat alone but I sailBought like a crust of bread, but oh do I wailSeldom stumble, never crumbleTry to tumble, life’s a rumbleFeel the stinging I’ve been givenNever ending, unrelentingHeartbreak searing, always fearingNever caring, perseveringSail on, sail on, sailorI work the seaways, the gale-swept seawaysPast shipwrecked daughters of wicked watersUninspired, drenched and tiredWail on, wail on, sailorAlways needing, even bleedingNever feeding all my feelingsDamn the thunder, must I blunderThere’s no wonder all I’m underStop the crying and the lyingAnd the sighing and my dyingSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailorSail on, sail on sailor
Crappy transcription, I know. Didn't have time to fix it up.
MIke R
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good one....this one is my favorite BB sailing song....
we would put it on in the wheelhouse when we were on a really bad whale watch trip where it was really rough out and lots of people were getting sick....and the crew and I would sing it like a bunch of fools really loud in the pilothouse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdov2UIjUpY
we would put it on in the wheelhouse when we were on a really bad whale watch trip where it was really rough out and lots of people were getting sick....and the crew and I would sing it like a bunch of fools really loud in the pilothouse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fdov2UIjUpY
MIke R
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but this is the very best...numero uno....will be played at my funeral
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bKwRW0l-Qk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bKwRW0l-Qk
Voosh
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Cool tune and vid. Thnx Mike.
Kathy rolls her eyes when I say, that when I pass, I wanna be stuffed into a Triumph motorcycle crate, torched and ashes spread on Lake Superior. Our son has the same directions. Not that I would care, at that point, if my last request would be followed.
Kathy rolls her eyes when I say, that when I pass, I wanna be stuffed into a Triumph motorcycle crate, torched and ashes spread on Lake Superior. Our son has the same directions. Not that I would care, at that point, if my last request would be followed.
