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Big hit by Mel Torme in 1954:

In the mountain greenery
where God paints the scenery
just two crazy people together.

While you love your lover, let
blues skies be your coverlet.
When it rains we laugh at the weather.

And if you're good
I'll search for wood
so you can cook
while i stand looking.

Beans could get no keener re-
ception in a beanery.
Bless our Mountain Greenery home!


They don't write lyrics like that any more !

The Lake Isle of Innisfree. (W B Yeats 1865-1939)

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Suitedcallousedfragilemystic.. ..vexedbyhalitosis


Hemi, man, you look dead-beat
walking in the dust
In crumpled suit and rough bare feet
you walk from dawn til dusk

You walk to purify your soul
you never go by car;
Jerusalem is Hemi's goal
and we all shout "You are...

...our suited calloused fragile mystic
vexed by hal-i-to-sis.
Suited calloused fragile mystic
vexed by hal-i-to-sis !!
Suited calloused fragile mystic
vexed by hal-i-to-sis !!!

"Oh Hemi man, you've got bad breath,
it really is atrocious
And when you walk the River road
we can't help but notice
Our suited calloused fragile mystic
vexed by hal-i-to-sis!"

She said something like
I want to go down where the rivers wild
He said take me then
I want to drown deep in your violent eyes
(Feel the water rise again, call the river by your name)

I want to float in through your door
Hang it on the wall hang it all
But I want to be sure of one thing
That I'm getting into something peaceful

I want to fly in on your wing
Way, way up here I don't care for anything
It's all in and I'm not afraid I don't fear
Falling

She said listen I've been telling you
I'm into something cruel
He said give me what got into you
I don't care what you do
(If there's a full moon in Taiwan I want half of what you're on)

I want to open up your mind
Leave it all behind you and me
We are one of a kind, we may find
That we're getting high on something peaceful

We're gonna take it for a ride going nowhere fast
But we got nothing to tie ourselves on
And I'm not afraid to go down
Falling

She said something like I'm tired of me
You've got to paint my face
He said fold up like a paper boat
Set sail for me again

I want to fly in on your wing
Way, way up here I don't care for anything
It's all in and I'm not afraid I don't fear
Falling

(Alison Moyet, from "Essex" )

"Why would you want to go back to vinyl and then clean it up through a sound card?"

Possibly because the average 45rpm is in poor shape and often ex-jukebox. Any original vinyl in vgc or better can cost a fortune. Once you have some good vinyl you then need valve amps to play it and so on all the way up the line until she indoors starts asking what is going on...

There are a couple of sound cards knocking around which were designed for extracting MP2 from video DVDs before this sort of functionality was built into video cards themselves. As well as ripping video these cards can be set up to pass through an audio stream and filter out the worst of the pop crackle at the same time. They are cheap but only work in WinXP or linux.
There are modern sound cards which will do the same thing in Win7/Vista/linux but cost more.

A problem with Win7/8/Vista is that they have broken the real time system. The result can be sound lag when mixing, lags which upset hard core gamers and yet more problems with low latency trading algorithms. That is why sound engineers prefer Apple.

:-D

Some girls used to kiss and run
Never knew what they had done
Some girls always wasted time
Keep you hanging on the line
Some loved horses and always stayed at home
But the Stainsby girls loved the Rolling Stones

Now some had games that you had to play
Making rules along the way
Strange attractions newly found
Pride and passion kicked around
Some girls stole your heart
Like most girls do
But a Stainsby girls could break it in two

And I fell in love, I fell in love
I fell in love with a Stainsby girl

Deepest water Stainsby blue
Running straight, running true
Names and faces fade away
Memories here to stay

And I fell in love, I fell in love
I fell in love with a Stainsby girl

Chris Rea

I recognised that one EOS...Good old Southend Group....with a name like Kursaal Flyers they had to be really

Dear Mersey

Hello

Hope you are okay.



"LITTLE DOES SHE KNOW"

Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's two-timin' me

Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's cheatin' on me



I was outside the one stop
When I saw her in the Coin-Op
And I didn't like what I see

Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's two-timin' me



She was sharing her spin dryer
with a guy in a tie-dye
When she saw my reflection in the chrome


I knew that she'd seen me
'cause she dropped her bikini
The one that I got her in Rome



Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's two-timin' me

Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's cheatin' on me



When she finished her laundry
she was all in a quandary
And made it for the street like a hare


Her escape was so urgent,
she forgot her detergent
And dropped all her clean underwear

(Instrumental)



Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's two-timin' me

Little does she know
that I know that she knows
That I know she's cheatin' on me


By The Kursaal Flyers


Take gentle care
Best wishes
Elizabeth, EOS
xx

I have that on a Linda Ronstadt CD now.....probably one of my all time favourites.

The only person who had heard it before, that I know, was an American friend...perhaps the others were not listening to the right radio stations :-D

Lovely song and written by Mike Nesmith. Played a lot on radio in the late sixties

How about this one...another single that belonged to my mum I stole...never got into the UK charts so don't know where she heard it

"Different Drum"


You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me
Wo-oh

You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the trees

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me

Oh don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the reins in on me

So good-bye I'll be leaving
I see no sense in this crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me


I found it once at a Kareoke and no one had ever heard it before...So whether I sung it well or not, they didn't know :-D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3Nq48sHF8M

So you're feeling tied up to a sense of control
And make decisions that you think are your own
You are a stranger here, why have you come?
Why have you come, lift me higher, let me look at the sun
Look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove
Cause I've got nothing left to lose
See me bare my teeth for you
Who, who are you?

Now you're moving on and you say you're alone
Suspicious that this string is moving your bones
We are the fire, we see how they run
See how they run, lift me higher, let me look at the sun
Look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove
Cause I've got nothing left to lose
See me bare my teeth for you
See me bare my teeth

Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove
Cause I've got nothing left to lose
See me bare my teeth for you
Who, who are you?

I remember Sukiyaki, it was regularly on 'World-Wide Family Favourites'.

Rollo, I lived in Blackmore End (just down the road from Wethersfield) in the early 80's.

:-D

I loved this, even back before I knew that my grandmother on one side came from the same sort of fishing community further up the coast. I've left out a couple of lines at ** to avoid any upset, which can be read here

http://harrychapin.com/music/dogtown.shtml

and heard

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmLAF2lB_90

Dogtown
by Harry Chapin

Up in Massachusetts There's a little spit of land.
The men who make the maps, yes, they call the place Cape Ann.
The men who do the fishing call it Gloucester Harbor Sound,
But the women left behind, they call the place Dogtown.


The men go out for whaling, past the breakers and the fogs.
The women stay home waiting they're protected by the dogs.
A tough old whaler woman who had seen three husbands drown,
Polled the population and she named the place Dogtown.


There's all these grey faced women in their black widow's gowns,
Living in this grave yard granite town.
Yeah, you soon learn there's many more than one way to drown;
That's while going to the dogs here in Dogtown.


And she speaks: My father was a merchant all in the Boston fief.
When my husband came and asked him for my hand.
But little did I know then that a Gloucester whaler's wife
Marries but the sea salt and the sand.


He took me up to Dogtown the day I was a bride.
We had ten days together before he left my side.
He's the first mate of a whaling ship,
the keeper of the log.
He said, "Farewell, my darling, I'm going to leave you with my dog."


And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls,
Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls,
I've heard that crazy widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves
At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.


Sitting by the fireside, the embers slowly die.
Is it a sign of weakness when a woman wants to cry?
The dog is closely watching the fire glints in his eye.
No use to go to sleep this early, no use to even try.


My blood beats like a woman's,
I've got a woman's breast and thighs.
But where am I to offer them
to the ocean or the skies?


Living with this silent dog
all the moments of my life,
He has been my only husband;
am I a widow, or his wife?


Yes, it's a Dogtown and it's a fog town,
And there's nothing around 'cept the sea pounding granite ground
And this black midnight horror of a hound.


I'm standing on this craggy cliff,
my eyes fixed on the sea.
Six months past, when his ship was due,
I'm a widow to be.
**

And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls,
Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls,
I've heard that crazy widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves
At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.
At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.
At the endless rolling whisper of the waves.

Why would you want to go back to vinyl and then clean it up through a sound card?

However, I must agree that analogue sounds so much more "real" and somehow richer.

I have gone back to vinyl there is just something in analogue which is not there with digital. There are budget LP players which will play 45s and 33s back through yr sound card ( and clean up the sound as well).

Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, A time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a phonograph
Preserve your memories; They're all that's left you

(deliberate misquote from Paul Simon)

I was too young to buy it myself Rollo...My mum had the single which I stole from her and twenty years later when I left ex husband she asked for it back

Neither of us could do anything with it as we did not have a record deck

Think it reached the top ten in the UK aswell

Peeling the skin back from my eyes, I felt suprised
That the time on the clock was the time I usually retired
To the place where I cleared my head of you;
But just for today, i think I'll lie here and dream of you.

I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in,
But if the sweat pours out, just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out.

A howling wind blows the litter as the rain flows,
As street lamps pour orange colored shapes through your window,
A broken soul stares from a pair of watering eyes,
Uncertain emotions force an uncertain smile...

I've got you under my skin where the rain can't get in,
But if the sweat pours out, just shout I'll try to swim and pull you out.

I love the lyrics Perse :-D :-D

(SukiYaki)

I wondered why I instantly recognised this posting by Jax and then it came to me ... this song was a massive hit in the USA 1963/4 and at that time I was spending a lot of time at the USAAF air force base in Wethersfield, Essex. The Yanks played it non stop. It was not much of a hit in the UK I wonder how Jax got to know of it ?