2024-12-01 Music of the Stars (Hour 1)

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2024-12-01 Music of the Stars (Hour 1)

Music of the Stars · Sun Dec 1, 2024

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Morning, music of the stars on the air.

I was snickering because I'm looking at that crazy thermometer.

That can't be right.

It's still autumn.

Who am I kidding?

All stick around will warm me up here, I mean it.

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I'm Lou Rogan, your host for the music of the stars.

Thanks for being here.

Could be Oris.

Could be the year.

1816, you hear about that?

The summer that wasn't.

I'm just trying to make us all feel a little better.

Three more weeks till winter, they say.

They say because it's true.

That's why they say it.

Well, the music of the stars this month marks 13 months since we began.

On the civic media radio network, I'm delighted to be here.

Plenty to be thankful for this program.

been on the air since 1992.

And now we're all across the civic media radio network.

There's some times that our program is cut off by ballgame or two.

The Milwaukee Brewers, Green Bay Packers play, but that's only on at our studios.

Racine Kenosha, WRJN 1400, 99.9, 98.1.

The rest of the state, you get it all the way through.

And you folks out there in Network Land.

The Letterman.

Dean Martin next up.

Frank Sinatra conducts the orchestra.

Uncapable.

whisper you'll miss me

Miss me.

It really was Frank conducting on Capitol The Music of the Stars, Julie London.

I'll keep you warm in December Warm when the cold breezes blow

A kind of oven to melt the sleet and snow This heart that glows like an ember Longs to be loved just by you

So warm in December too

Then you'd keep me so warm in December.

Ooh, it's cool in December.

Please keep me warm in December, too.

This is Rod McCune once called a poet laureate of America.

Soft

Listen to the warm A night is almost gone We can listen to the warm Soft Touch the fingers of the dawn

Till the edge of dawn We can listen to the warm With love It's either famine or a feast You've got to learn to smile at least And store of pleasures for that rainy day When love goes away

Listen to the war.

Listen to the warm.

And now the night is gone.

Come close and listen to the warm.

That's Wabel on Armor Lot.

They're 14 degrees at our studio.

But they say it'll be better by Wednesday or so.

Okay.

I'd be glad

to stay right here with you.

Fact is, that is what I'd planned to do.

But from that cool look on your face, I think I'll head south.

to a warmer place.

Thought I'd given you the best of me.

I'd be glad to share the rest of me.

But there's a chill in your embrace, so I'd better

head south to a warmer place.

Seems like yesterday we could kiss and build a fire.

But now it's 10 below.

Seems like yesterday

with love's desire but now it feels like snow I don't mind a cold day now and then but this long deep freeze has done me in and it's too late to plead

your case so I'm going south to a warmer place.

But this long deep freeze has done me in.

And it's too late to plead your case, so I'd better go south.

Gordon Jenkins with Frank.

Here's Dinah,

show us.

Check Dina's Shore, Erring, Berlin.

start the gal can play it very smart because she hasn't got a heart you see.

I play games, my heart's in flames, so I will wind up just where I began.

Just a war hearted woman in love with a cold hearted man.

A huggy man that squeeze and find a million ways to please him.

Would I ever tease him?

No, sir.

He can't play games.

My heart's in flames.

So I will wind up just where I began.

Just a warm-hearted woman in love with a cold-hearted man.

I keep trying, and my hopes keep flying.

and understand I'm a warm-hearted woman in love with a cold, cold, cold-hearted

man.

hard my dear to show that you're my every dream.

Yet you're afraid.

Each thing I do is just some evil skin.

A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far.

Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue.

And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do.

In anger, unkind words I said that make the teardrop stars.

Why can't I free a doubtful mind

Melt your cold.

Just some evil scheme.

A memory from your lone past keeps us so far away.

Said that make the teardrop star

Swing in a Hank Williams tune.

Billy May, one of the last guys.

Out of the Glenmiller original orchestra.

It'll warm up later this week, I keep hearing.

But it could be a whole lot worse.

Let me have Paul Harvey tell you about it.

Paul Harvey knew something about the year 1816.

He wasn't afraid to share it.

Paul Harvey is on WRJN every noon.

And I think that's great because nobody can deliver a story, especially the rest of the story.

of the story.

The action-adventure motion picture the day after tomorrow, thrilled audiences with vivid visions of the next Ice Age, Manhattan Island engulfed by rising seas, the northern hemisphere instantly fresh frozen like a bag of birds' eyepieces.

In fact, nobody knows what the next Ice Age would look like.

But what did the last one look like?

Well, this is what.

During the last Ice Age,

If you could have stood on the highest mountain on the North Atlantic Island of Iceland, you could not have glimpsed the open sea in any direction.

Nothing but vast ice flows for miles around yawning beyond every horizon.

Even far to the south in what's today Scotland, temperatures plunge through most of the year to the point that plant life ceased to flourish.

In Switzerland, glaciers roared down out of the Alps into the lower valleys.

crushing, gouging and gulping everything in their paths as did glaciers worldwide from Norway to New Zealand.

And what do you know?

As New York Harbor, where all of the ships passed through all of the year, it was completely frozen.

You could walk from Manhattan to Staten Island without even dampening the soles of your shoes.

The Baltic Sea regularly froze solid as well.

What caused the last ice age?

Scientists wonder about that.

Some conjecture that increased volcanic activity during the epoch put enough dirt and ash into the upper atmosphere to filter significant amounts of warming solar radiation.

Others observe that the sun itself goes through cycles of slight warming and cooling.

And oh yes, a fluctuation of as little as a few tenths of a percent in the energy output of the sun.

That could be enough to alter the Earth's climate dramatically and unquestionably something did.

How long did the Ice Age last?

Four, maybe six centuries.

And we have remarkably precise evidence of it for the last 250 of those years, thanks to the invention by one Galileo of something called the Thermometer.

You see, climatologists estimate the outside parameters of the last Ice Age from roughly 1250 to 1850 AD.

And yes, it meets all of the qualifications of a genuine global Ice Age.

The famines resulting from drastically diminished growing seasons killed millions, one and a half million in 1315 alone.

The year 1315 glaciers appeared where they had not in thousands of years wiping out farms in entire towns in two hemispheres.

Now some winter times even in New York Harbor solidified and in the year 1816 there was no summer at all, not anywhere.

So should it occur to you, as it has to art historians, that landscape oil paintings in the 16th and 17th centuries have more than their share of snow?

You will know that what you are seeing through those windows in time are glimpses of something you thought was prehistoric.

Yes, I do mean to say that we civilized humankind lived through.

The last Ice Age, and we scarcely even knew it was there.

But now you know the rest of the story.

And there's a story behind this one.

Frank Sinatra.

on the music of the stars, the Civic Media Radio Network.

I used to sit

by my fireplace and dream about you.

But now that won't do.

There's a flaw in my flu Your lovely face in my fireplace Was all that I saw

Cause my flu has a flaw From every beautiful ember A memory arose Now I try to remember

It's not as sweet by the unit heat to dream about you.

So darling adieu, there's a flaw in my flu.

Is that a joke or what?

I think it is, although some deny it.

The story I heard, I know you're wondering what you're listening to.

Apparently, record executives wanted more romantic music from Frank.

And Sammy Kahn and Jimmy Van Heusen wrote that as a joke.

If you listen to the lyrics, they're ridiculous.

But it's really a nice tune.

Talking about music.

And those guys are serious about it.

reportedly the executives loved it even though they didn't really hear it the music of the stars oh they heard it but they didn't listen

The music of the stars all the way to high known.

On the Civic Media Radio Network, welcome everybody.

Leroy Anderson.

Oh, forgive me, I was told that it's Leroy.

Anderson.

I love this guy's work.

The Roy Anderson Forgotten Dreams.

Keep yours alive.

Andy Williams with Robert

Mercy.

You get me

Sometimes I feel kind of

That used to swarm All over Please Always let me

keep feeling

Frank Lester wrote then.

This is Nelson Riddle with Johnny Mathis on the Music of the

Stars.

Kisses promise to your heart and let your lips repeat Kisses are too sweet to be denied Show me that you're warm and willing Make each golden moment thrilling

And still, if you're warm and willing to be mine

Let your lips repeat Kisses are too sweet to be denied

Jimmy McHugh and Jay Livingston put that together with Nelson Riddle.

Andy Williams had a hit with that as well.

Henry Mancini.

It's called What Else?

Warm Up.

This is from a picture by Milos Forman, visions of a Henry Mancini.

Did the conducting and composition, a whole soundtrack, an RCA.

Stand by for news on the Columbia Broadcasting System.

This is Music of the Stars.

And this is Sophie Tucker.

steam heat I got steam heat I got steam heat but I need your love to keep away the cold I got steam heat I got steam heat I got steam heat but I can't get

without your hand to hold.

The radiator's hissing, still I need your kiss to keep me from freezing each night.

I got a hot water bottle, but nothing I got'll take the place of you.

Holding me tight, I got.

Psst, steam heat, I got.

Psst, steam heat, I got.

Psst, steam heat, but I need your love to keep away the cold.

They told me to shove them all coal in the boiler.

They told me to shove them all coal in the boiler.

They told me to shove them all coal in the boiler.

But I don't do no-

Still I need you kissing To keep me from freezing each night I got

a hard water bottle But

nothing I got will take the place of you Holding me tight I got Psst, steam heat I got Psst, steam heat I got Psst, steam heat But I need your love To keep away the cold I need your

love

That's

the Jack Rail Orchestra.

Patty worked with Amman.

Kathryn Lake

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