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Good morning.
The music of the stars.
Here comes August.
Feels like the Sunday of summertime.
With a little bit of a soft hint of change in the air.
The weather is slow and hot.
Just take it easy and enjoy.
The last bits of vacation.
Fun in the sun.
Before routines.
Our routines return.
Have you noticed the lights a little different in the morning?
Chance to slow down and hang on.
The final moments.
Hey, wait a minute, it's only July.
The music of the stars on the Civic Media Radio Network, good morning.
Off you go now, doll, high noon.
I'm your host, Lou Ergoni, and you, you're the best audience anywhere.
Because you get it.
Music of the Star.
August comes on golden wings.
Soft as every robin sings.
Morning mist on quiet streams.
Fields still full of summer dreams.
Kenosha greaves.
Kissing short of green base skies Love is shining
Julie.
a year.
And now is the time for August to put my heart in high gear.
And he can do it, who you ought to see him.
With that baby I'm here, your worries are over.
It won't be cold enough for winter for a long, long while.
I belong to the man of the month glow.
And this July was only so, so.
But now that it's time.
LeGrand.
and unashamed.
She sheds her clothes, the summer smooths, the restless sky, and lovingly she warms the sand on which we lie.
The summer knows.
The summer's wise.
She sees the doubts within your eyes.
And so she takes her summer time.
Luboff.
Watching the night go by Wishing that you could be Watching the night with me Into the night
Into your arms I'll fly Locked in your arms I'll stay Waiting to hear
I'll stay.
could fall in love with the proper stranger.
If I heard the bells and the banjos ring.
of danger smile the welcome warm
as spring if the tom-tom in my heart
sounded
as a stranger.
Sinatra.
Your smile and I know your side.
Know them well from dreams I can't forget.
We've kissed like this before.
You're not a stranger a thousand times.
above.
Now the path is clear forever.
The string...
Columbia.
Whisper again, stranger.
Every love word we've known in the past.
You're so familiarly strange.
It's hard to believe it's true.
So kiss me.
again.
There's
later.
And I swear no one seems to care
about a stranger in town I saw cottage on a lonely old street the weeds have grown round the gate somehow I felt that you would wait here my sweet but it looks
It looks like I'm too late.
Guess I'll leave on the 1202.
Can't believe that there's no more you.
Is there nothing for me?
Well, I always be a stranger.
stranger in my own home
a lot of songs.
Mel Tormey of Chicago.
something in your eyes was so inviting something in your smile was so exciting something in my heart told me I must have you
We were strangers in the night Up to the moment when we set our first handle Little did we know Love was just a glance away A warm embracing dance away And ever since that night We've been together Lovers at first sight In love forever it turned
out so right for strangers in the night love was just a glance away
Ever since that night, we've been together lovers at first sight.
In love forever, it turned out so right.
For strangers in the night.
I got
stars.
of morning looks run down father wrote that it's been losing since the new highway went through here's the place where I was born and raised with seven at the table looks so small wonder how this farm can raise a family comfortably at all
And I wanted to show you fields I raked and gathered as I grew And I wanted you to see the old Wisconsin that I knew Other days might see deer in open fields beside the cattle unafraid
Until Chicago rifles taught them all to keep inside the world, find the door.
Many years since this old barn has felt a hammer.
Many more since I've heard the sound the wind makes fifty feet above the floor.
It's the sound that sets you dreamin' If it's dreamin' that you do And I wanted you to see the old Wisconsin that I knew October brought the winter snows from Canada We'd pass away the time until the spring April brought the good
too many years ago it seemed.
Is it late?
In remembering I've forgotten of the hour.
Come away.
Watch the sun die in the pine tree.
Watch the moon rise in the lake.
It's the land that sets your dream And if it's dreaming, that's a deal And I wanted you to see the old Wisconsin that I knew
Memphis.
is coming true.
Wisconsin.
News.
much I love you no more
you
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the rest of the story.
Is a revolution all blood and guts and guns?
Or is there room for the artist, the author, the poet, the performer, the composer?
At the time of our American Revolution, a gentleman named Francis Hopkinson was all of those things.
He'd studied in England under Pinker Benjamin West.
became proficient at portraits and engraving.
His poetry, both humorous and serious, was widely published.
A talented musician, Frank Hopkinson gave harpsichord performances.
He composed.
In fact, his was the first book of music published by an American composer.
Well, let's see, what else?
He served as chairman of the Continental Navy Board between 1776 and 1778.
For three years after he held the office of treasurer of loans, his creative contribution to the cause of freedom included revolutionary essays, terribly effective.
You know, only once did he regret having used his creativity to benefit the nation.
And here's why.
In 1780, Hopkinson wrote a letter to the Board of Admiralty, reminding them of a particular service that he had performed as chairman, and considering it had been beyond the responsibilities
of his position, he now asked that he be reimbursed.
He wanted to be paid for it.
For the Board of Admiralty referred Hopkinson's letter to Congress.
Congress passed it along to the Board of the Treasury.
Next thing you know, Hopkinson was being asked for more details in the form of a specific bill.
All right, said friend, so he produced a second document.
Forwarded that.
to James Milligan, the auditor general, who sent it to the commissioners on the Chamber of Accounts.
You're keeping track of this, I hope.
He returned it to the auditor general with advice for payment, and he returned it to the Board of Treasury with his endorsement.
And the Board of Treasury?
No, as a matter of fact, they objected on the grounds that no vouchers had been included with the bill and demanded a new one be submitted.
And now all that you've just heard...
was only the beginning, and all friend wanted.
A signer of our Declaration of Independence, all he wanted was to be paid for what he considered a significant service.
Where after all did it get him?
Got him a congressional investigation, and that turmoil continued for more than a year.
There were summons as in reports, and tentative conclusions, and
There were re-evaluations and more reports and another investigation and resignations and resolutions and more reports.
And after all that was said and done, three things were apparent.
Fran had indeed rendered the service he had claimed.
Fran had enemies on the board of the Treasury.
Where did that leave him?
Here is where.
Fran Hopkinson was never ever
going to be paid.
You see, according to the board, the public was entitled to additional services now and then from government employees who already drew comfortable salaries.
And just maybe, if Francis Hopkinson had been reimbursed for what he did, maybe we would have forgotten him.
But as it happened, a seamstress named Betsy Ross, absolutely.
unjustifiably received credit for the accomplishment of artist Francis Hopkinson, which was, which was, which was the design of the American flag.
And now you know the rest of the story.
Recently, through the newspaper and television coverage of the Congressional Investigations, a new word has found its way into our language, paola.
Well, that is, everyone thinks it's a new word, but actually it isn't.
Long before the recent investigations, disc jockeys were receiving pale in.
Well, let me give you an illustration.
Now, imagine, if you will, that the year is 1814.
I'm a disc jockey on Radio Station KXEL in Boston, Massachusetts.
One day about a half hour before I went on the air, I got kind of an interesting phone call.
Ring.
Hello, Radio Station KXEL.
I picked up the phone radio station KXEL Boston happy dance speaking hello Hello Yes, what can I do for you sir?
Well, I Listen to your program a lot.
That's nice, but I'm about ready to go on the air.
What is it?
You wanted to follow?
Yeah,
I see and you think that I everybody that phones mirror comes in the studio I can play their record I look this is a very competitive business kid
What's your name?
Francis Scott Key.
Never heard of you.
Is this your first song?
Well, not actually.
You see,
I don't... Well, never mind.
What's the name of it?
Star Spangled Banner.
It's not a very catchy title.
Hello?
Yeah, hello's a good title, but Star Spangled Banner isn't very catchy.
Oh, I thought it was kind of nice when I wrote it.
Well, what kind of song is it?
It's an anthem.
Oh, why?
I say it's an anthem.
An anthem?
It's kind of a stirring thing, you see?
People
hear it.
Look, look, kid, I don't want to bring you down, but look at the surveys and downbeats.
Teenagers don't dig anthems.
You tell me one jukebox in this town that's got an anthem on it, and I'll eat it.
You what?
I say show me a jukebox in town that's got an anthem on it.
Oh, well, actually, I didn't have it in mind for jukeboxes.
Well, just where do you think they're going to play this thing?
I thought it'd be nice to play before baseball games.
Before baseball games?
Baseball, you know, the umpire and the
pitcher
and
the... Yeah, I know what a baseball game is, but what do you want to play this song before baseball games?
Well, if the thing works like I think it should, then everyone will stand up.
They will?
Well, it's an anthem, you see.
Oh, come on, it's an anthem.
What are you, some new kind of nut?
Anthem, A-N-K-Q-M.
I know Anthem, Anthem.
All right, look.
If you don't
like the idea, I can call somebody
else.
No, no, wait a minute, wait a minute.
What's the sheet music sound like?
There it is
there.
You're bugging me.
Kid, I don't have much time for going there.
I mean, what do the lyrics sound like?
Oh, listen to these lyrics.
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light.
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Why was that last word?
Gleaming.
That doesn't even rhyme.
Hello?
Oh, come on, Francis.
It's got a rhyme.
You know, Moon, June, can't you work on those lyrics a little bit?
I've been 15 years writing this
one.
Change it a little bit.
Give it a catchy twist and call me back.
Oh, wait a minute.
I got an idea.
Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light, that crazy old banner was waving up a price.
There you go.
Now you got the idea.
I
don't like it.
What don't you like?
People aren't going to stand up at baseball
games.
Oh, well, what do you want people standing up at baseball games for?
If you got a catchy tune, they'll buy the record.
Oh.
Now, forget about the bass.
I don't know much about the business, you see.
Well, all right.
Well, honey, don't worry.
You may be right.
I was wrong once before.
Huh?
I said I was wrong once before.
Oh, glad to hear it.
No, no.
Some guy brought me Battle Hymn of the Republic, and I said I wouldn't make it.
Oh,
fine.
Yeah, well, it made it.
Huh?
Never mind.
Well, worry about your lyrics a little bit later.
OK.
Tell me about the... Where did you write this song?
I wrote the song down in Maryland.
Oh, you got a studio in Maryland?
No, I was on the boat.
Is it your own boat?
No, no, I wasn't mine.
I don't any part of it.
See, I was being held prisoner on this American warship, and it was captured by the British.
Now, the British were shellin' Baltimore, and the bombs were bursting in air in a rocket's red
glare.
Hold it, kid, hold it.
Wait a minute, let me get this picture straight.
Francis, got you.
Francis, Francis, you say you're a prisoner on this ship when you wrote the song, and there's a big war going on, the rockets are flying, the bombs are bursting, and the city's being bombed, right?
You sit down and write a song.
It's called the
Star-Spangled Banner.
Well, you must be some kind of a coop.
Huh?
Listen, could you get it to... If I could get it to President Jackson.
President Jackson?
Yeah.
Well, what does President Jackson want with a song?
He might make it a national
anthem.
Oh, come on.
Would you stop with this, Anthem?
But you're bugging me, kid.
Look, Jackson's a President of the United States.
He's not a song plugger.
He knows a lot of people.
Yeah, but not in the music business, though, Francis.
Here's what I think we'd better do.
If you're willing to give me the song, I can get it to a little combo down in Concord.
Maybe you heard of them.
They'll make a record of it.
They call themselves the Rebel Rosers.
Who does?
This group down at Concord, we might get them to cut a record of this song of yours.
Oh, how about that?
Yeah.
They
play at baseball games?
No, they don't play at baseball games.
Now look, this is a real red-hot combo.
There's three guys and a Cherokee Indian on bongos.
You must have heard of them.
Cherokee Indian, huh?
Yeah, look, Francis... That sounds pretty good.
Francis, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but I think we're going to have to do something with that title.
What's that?
Cherokee Indian?
No, no, no.
The Star Spangled Banner isn't up to the current market.
You've got to change it around a little bit.
Like, how about this?
I was a teenage Star Spangled Banner.
I don't think so.
What's the matter with that title?
Here's one.
This is better.
It tells a story.
The Star Spangled Banner was waving the night for you.
I got a craven.
Mom, this guy's lousin' myself.
Don't talk to your mother about it, kid.
Your old ladies don't buy records.
All right.
Let the title go the way it is.
All right.
I may be wrong, but I got kind of a silly hunch about this thing.
Uh-huh.
You
know
what?
Just
had an idea.
Be a dandy song to play at midnight when the station goes off the air.
Look, Francis, you don't think very commercial.
Like, how you gonna plug a song if you only play it before baseball games and when the station goes off the air at midnight?
You gotta think big, Francis.
Hey, incidentally, about that name.
Star Spangled Banner?
No, no, your name, Francis.
What kind of name is that for?
You are a fella, aren't you?
Mom, that's... Look, you know, if this song's a big hit, kid, you go around with a name like Francis, people are gonna think, you know, like there's something maybe wrong with you.
he doesn't like to say that.
No, well, you gotta have a better name for it.
You're gonna be a songwriter.
Let's see...
Let's see, what's a good name for a songwriter?
Hey, I've got it.
Hoagie.
Hoagie, Scott Key?
That sounds great, kid.
Nobody's ever used it before.
Remember me to Herald Square.
Tell all the gang at 42nd Street that I will soon be there.
Whisper of how I'm yearning to mingle with that old time fraud.
Give my regards to old Broadway and say that I'll be there.
Coleman.
Today's second spot is reserved for a Johnny Mercer and a Hoagie Carmichael tune.
When they get together to resolve a something you're bound to enjoy, so let's listen to their lazy
song.
Yes, thank you, Lucky Star.
It's doing fine.
Keep your romance as sweet as candy bars.
Thank you, Lucky Star, like I thank
Everybody's living.
You got your romance That's the only thing They won't be racing me They don't know how So thank your lucky star Right
don't know how.
So thank your lucky star.
Lynn.
stars.
and the banjo's ring if two certain eyes with the look of danger smile
If the tom-tom in my heart Sounded out a warning Don't let her
as a strain.
Ray.
One of our most beloved national symbols.
A $70 million restoration, rededicated New York.
President Reagan pressed the button, sent a laser beam across New York Harbor that re-illuminated the statue and its torch.
6,000 people in the cast on an enormous stage show at Giant Stadium.
A little brighter please for all the world to see and still believe.
Oh, Lady Liberty, show us how to stand and feel a little prouder.
As the anthem plays, let's sing.
And raise our voices even louder!
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Show.
I have someone who needs me Someone I've needed so long Though once I'm afraid I can go where life leads me And somehow I know I'll be strong
Watching my dreams turning to ashes and my
Mother's new album, Saturday Night at the World, here's What Now, My Love.
stars tumbling around me there's the sky where the sea should be
beautiful ballad, and we'd like to dedicate it to the women who have shared our lives.
And fill my life with ecstasy They'll live within my heart I'll always be a part Of all the girls I've loved before The winds of chains are...
that we loved and we realized that we've had more than our share.
I remember all the women who enriched my life and who shared part of their lives with mine.
But of all these women one still shines brighter in my memories and it seems like just yesterday we were walking hand in hand along the beach at Big Sur.
Big Sur.
I love Big Sur too.
She loves Big Sur.
She loves Big Sur.
She used to laugh and
play in the surf and collect seashells.
Her favorites were those little round ones, flat, light in color with a delicate pattern etched on the top.
Sand dollars.
That's it.
Sand dollars.
Sand dollars.
She loves sand dollars.
And I remembered her favorite place was a meadow with a big outcropping of rock on it, and it overlooked the Pacific Ocean.
And on top of that big rock, there was a crack.
And out of that crack, drew a little tree with a snarly little trunk.
A little Monterey Pine.
A Monterey Pine.
That's it.
It was her favorite tree.
I don't remember how she used to take my hand in hers.
And she would look deeply into my eyes and say, for you only, I sing my favorite song.
life.
That's it.
That's right.
And I'll never forget her name.
Her name was Mary Ann Johnson.
Johnson, that's it.
How did you know?
That's my girl.
Your girl.
That's my girl.
She never told me she
was your girl.
She
did that by the gnarly pine.
How
I
supposed to know that?
She gave me sandals.
She
never mentioned that.
She never mentioned me.
No, she mentioned.
Come to think of it, she did mention you once.
She said that you made her laugh.
Isn't that a wonderful memory?
She used to say, Tom's mother makes me laugh.
I like the way she laughed.
Yeah, so did I. I didn't like the way she pointed, though, when she laughed.
Oh, that reminds me, one other thing.
One other thing she told me about you.
You know what
it is?
No, I don't.
She said you had a very short... What?
No, she didn't.
You did.
What?
She said you had a very short fuse.
She said I had a short
Absolutely.
See, you're just proving it right.
But don't let her worry if it makes you feeling better.
She said I had a short fuse also.
Yeah.
OK.
Not as short as yours.
There's a gnarly
tree of wheels.
Just to give me sand
dollars.
That was my girl.
This is
And I...
Dizzy's trumpet bent up like that following an accident.
He left it.
The Blanc Corporation used to actually make horns like that.
And they sold them.
Nice for the second balcony.
do some Wisconsin talent today.
Like Dick Rudebush right here.
Dick Rudabush, born in Mayville, Wisconsin.
Went on to Mayville High School, was a musician and sports athlete.
What other kind of athlete is there?
Went in the Army, played in the Army band.
Had the chance to sit in with Gene Krupla, the Dorsey's.
Woody Herman, there's another Wisconsin tellin'.
Became a mechanic in Mayville at the Ford dealership.
His family ran it.
Marty said, hey, I'm a musician.
Came to Milwaukee.
came on to the Ed Sullivan Show.
Work with Sid Caesar, Sid was quite a tenor sax man himself.
Then he was playing at the Old Tunnel Inn in Milwaukee, later on the Schrader Hotel, now the Hilton.
Then he joined the Woody Herman Big Band.
Died at 42 from a heart attack.
Dick Rudevich in the underprivileged five.
Some Wisconsin tell him.
Here's Kenosha next up.
Spike Robinson.
Spike's real name is Henry.
Played sax when he was 12.
Born on January 16th in Kenosha.
But he gave it up, became an engineer.
He said, that's where the money is.
You know, he may be right.
But then, the bug bit him.
up the sax began recording
a lot too.
Spike Robinson.
What to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the dreary streets alone It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known A foggy day
town had me low and it had me down I view the morning with much alarm the British Museum it lost its charm how long I wonder could this thing last
But the age of miracles It hadn't passed For suddenly I saw you standing right there And in foggy London town The sun was shining, shining, shining, shining, shining everywhere How long I wonder Could this thing
possibly last but the age of miracles it hadn't passed for suddenly i saw you right there and in foggy london town the sun was shining
The summer smiles.
The summer knows and unashamed.
She sheds her clothes.
The summer smooths.
The restless sky and lovingly she warms the sand on which we lie.
The summer knows.
The summer's wise.
She sees the doubts within your eyes.
And so she takes her summertime.
And nothing from that first day I saw her, and no one that has happened to me since, has ever been as frightening and as confusing.
For no person I've ever known has ever done more to make me feel more sure, more insecure, more important,
and less significant.
In everyone's life, there's a summer of 42.
To present the music awards for the best original dramatic score and the best scoring adaptation and original song score Will you permit me just one personal note as I think everybody who's watching here in the theater and everybody at home knows that man I'm a song and dance man So you know what a complete total gas it is for me to introduce miss Betty Gravel and mr. Dick Haynes look out
It's really a joy to have a chance at last to acknowledge the performers owe to musicians.
Now the remarkable part of their contribution is that it's as subtle as a violin and as commanding as a trumpet.
The nominees for the best original dramatic score are John Berry for Mary, Queen of Scots.
Richard Rodney Bennett for Nicholas and Alexandra.
Isaac Hayes for Shaft.
Jerry Fielding for Straw Dogs.
Michelle LeGrand for Summer of 42.
And the winner is?
The winner is Michelle LeGrand for Summer of 42.
I just want to say a few words.
I'm very proud first.
I'm very happy.
I want to thank the producer of the picture who is there tonight, Richard Ross.
I want to thank also the marvelous director, Bob Merlegan.
And also I want to thank many people that we don't thank very often or not enough often to me, which are all the musicians, all the marvelous musicians that you have in California.
Thanks, all of you.
Singers.
you should
In the summer of 42, we raided the Coast Guard Station four times.
We saw five movies and had nine days of rain.
Benji broke his watch.
Vaske gave up the harmonica.
And in a very special way, I lost her me.
what it is to be young.
But you, you don't know what it is to be old.
Someday, you'll be saying the same thing.
Time takes away so the story is told.
I've asked so many questions.
Of the wise men I would.
Couldn't find all the answers.
No one has, has yet.
There'll be days to remember.
Full of laughter.
And tears.
After summer.
So, go the years.
So my friend, let's make music together.
I'll play the old.
Will you sing me the new?
In time,
When your young days are over, there'll be someone.
After summer comes
years.
And so go the years.
So my friends, let's make music together.
I'll play the old one, you will sing me the new.
In time,
When your young days are over, there'll be someone sheffing there to live.
smell like lemon drops
away above the chimney
News.
some stardust when you're feeling blue and sprinkle it softly too bad
to ban it.
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by the symphony orchestra under the direction of Howard Barlow and featuring special guest artists.
Today's guest on Music We Love is the famous opera star Eleanor Stieberg.
Firestone wrote that a lot of great stuff You know darn well with the voice of Firestone.
I had his music would be played and heard Talk about Fred McMurray Never let Anybody forget that he's from Wisconsin, but he's really born in Kankakee Got a birthday coming down August 30th But he had a close connection to beaver damn he grew up there
And he spent a lot of time in Kenosha, dated a girl.
When he was playing at the Twin Lakes Ballroom, still there, the Rumpels Ballroom, tenor sax, with the Gus Arnheim band.
Didn't have a car, so he borrowed Carl Rademacher, the owner's truck.
They'd go on dates to the Kenosha Theater.
Another guy with strong Wisconsin ties.
Fred McMurray.
The music of the stars here is Fred.
This is Fred McMurray with the Gus Arnheim Coconut Grove Band.
Here is Fred and Eddie G. from Double Indemnity.
I was wondering what time you got down to the office.
What did that little man of yours pull you out of bed?
The janitor did.
Seems you leaked a little blood on the way in here.
Yeah.
Wouldn't be surprised.
I wanted to straighten you out in that Diedrichsen case.
Sure, I gather.
How long have you been standing there?
Long enough.
Kind of a crazy story with a crazy twist to it.
One you didn't quite figure out.
Well, you can't figure them all, Walter.
That's right.
I guess you can't have that.
I suppose I get the big speech.
One hundred dollar, two dollar words in it.
Let's have it, Keith.
Walter, you're all washed up.
Thanks, Keith.
It was short anyway.
This is Walder left interoff and Interoffice memo DG keys Keys I Got eight bullets in me keys And I'm gonna try to hang out a couple of seconds cuz I gotta tell you they got it
too.
Oh Working late.
Hey, mr. Lat.
Yeah, that's right pop
You seem a little under the weather.
Just one of those days, you know.
Me too.
My arthritis is clear and up again.
Why don't you get out of here, Pop, huh?
I got a score to settle.
Rollercoaster to get off and a movie to narrate.
Well, there's no rest for the weekend, I guess.
Come on, get out of here.
Will you pop it out of here?
Never did like him.
I
Oh, but
Charles, I always thought you wanted
to...
The sound department is in the bag.
On comes a girl in tights, a wrong cut.
So in front and low and back, she makes a deep breath for a song.
Rattle, rattle, rattle, popcorn sang.
Now, I'll slug that mug with a popcorn sack.
When Catherine Hepburn speaks her part and gives out hydromatic
art,
all the Cali lilies will soon be back on the chest of that pest with a popcorn sack.
That's
all that buttered rattler.
Soon drives you nuts.
You must eliminate him.
No, it's a buts.
It doesn't mean a dog on dame on Mr. Joel's.
I've been out to Glendale to deliver a policy on some dairy trucks.
On the way back, I remembered this auto renewal near Los Feliz Boulevine, so I drove over there.
It was one of those California Spanish houses everyone was nuts about 10 or 15 years ago.
This one must have cost somebody about 30,000 bucks.
That is, if you ever finish paying for it.
Is, uh, Mr. Dietrichsen in?
Who
wants to see him?
The name is Neff, Walter Neff.
If you're selling something...
It's Mr. Dietrichsen.
I want to talk to him.
It's not magazine subscription.
Mr. Dietrichsen is not in.
How soon do you expect him?
He'll
be home any gets here, if that's
any help to
you.
What is it, Nelly?
Who is it?
It's for Mr. Dietrichsen.
I'm Mrs. Dietrichsen.
What is it?
How do you do, Mr. Dietrichsen?
I'm Walter Nett, Pacific Oil Risk.
Pacific Oil what?
The Pacific Oil Risk Insurance Company.
It's about some renewals on the automobiles.
I've been trying to contact your husband for the past two weeks, but he's never in his office.
Is there anything I can do?
The insurance ran out on the 15th.
I'd hate to think of you having a smash fender or something while you're not fully covered.
mean.
I, uh... I want to see Mr. Diedrichsen.
I'm Mrs. Diedrichsen.
Could I be of some... Ouch!
Sure, sure.
Yeah, you can give some help, baby.
Excuse the way I look, but, uh, I've been sunbathing.
At night?
I burn easily.
You, uh, always wear that anklet when you moonbathe, baby.
Don't race your motor, mister,
uh... Left.
Left.
Right.
If you promise to keep your hands off me, why don't I slip into something more comfortable and I'll be right down?
I'll slip into neutral.
Just keep my motor
up.
Right, Mr.
Beautiful, Junior, but it's not for me.
Come on and give me heat cuz I don't like my music sweet I want to feel my impulse be take it off the E string play it on the G string if this gives you a thrill it's happening much against my will and only cuz I've caught a chill take it off the E string play it on the G string what goes a lot goes when I do my act boys
Whenever I'm applauded, you're rewarded.
Each time the drummer jumps, I get goose flesh, bacon, lumps.
I start breaking out in bumps.
Brother, I'm making my eggs in bacon, earned in my pay, just by shaking this way.
was when crime was if you stole some dough.
Now that ain't so.
Because if you lack attire, it's the black Mariah.
Lady Godiva.
I know what you're
waiting
for.
I'm waiting
to
win.
And I've a mind to do some more.
I'll stick her out.
But I don't want to break the law.
Because listen, brother, I've got a mother, old and gray.
But she's a
Lulu.
I support it.
Yeah, why don't you do that, baby?
You see, I got to get his signature on this auto insurance renewal.
Insurance,
huh?
Yeah, you know, auto, life, accident.
Accident?
Say, suppose you do me a favor.
Suppose you get my husband to sign an accident insurance policy, but don't let him know he's signing it and then suppose you Kill him for me.
What do you think I have some kind of chump?
All right, where is he I'll kill him Yes, so am
I What's your first name
first name
Oh, Walter.
Walter?
Yeah, Walter.
Oh, that's a swell name, Walter.
Yes,
what's yours?
My name's Phyllis Walter.
Phyllis Walter?
Yes, no, Walter, yours, your name, mine's...
Hello, there, little darling, your hubby's home.
Oh, I'm sorry, I see we have some company.
Make yourself at home, sir.
Oh, what's a big idea?
You're home early, and I bet you didn't bring me any presents either.
Isn't she a sweet thing?
She brightens up my day, I'll tell you.
Well, where are my manners?
I mean, I offer you a drink, mister.
Uh, uh, what was the name?
Left.
Left?
Right.
Right.
Well, how are you, my little shit?
Toolin' down the highway doin' 79.
I'm a twin pipe popper and I'm feelin' fine.
Hey, man, dig that was that a red stop sign?
Transfusion.
I'm just a solid mess of contusions.
Never, never, never gonna speed again.
Slip the blood to me, bud.
I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine.
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine.
I cross the center line.
Man, you gotta make time.
Transfusion.
Transfusion.
Oh, man, I got the cotton picking convolutions.
I'm never, never, never gonna speed again.
Shoot the juice to me, Bruce.
My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead.
But I'm a fast riding daddy with a real cool head.
I'm gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead.
Transfusion, my red cork suckles are in mass confusion.
Never, never, never gonna speed again.
Pour the crimson and the Jimson.
I took a little drink and I'm feeling right.
I can fly right over everything.
Everything in sight.
There's a slow poking cat.
I'm gonna pass him on the right.
fusion I'm a real gone pale face and that's no illusion I'm a never-never-never gonna speed again past the claret to me Barrett a rolling down the mountain on a rainy day oh when you see me coming better start to pray I'm a cutting up the road and I'm the boss all the way
you know doc pardon me for this crazy intrusion I'm never never never gonna speed again pump the fluid in me Louis I'm burning up the freeway early this morning I'm a passing everybody oh nothing but corn man out of my way I don't drive with my horn
I got him on a blimp and pushed
him off without anybody noticing.
With a possible exception of 100,000 people at the Rose Bowl game.
I was sure our plan had worked.
We were getting closer to that hundred grand.
I was playing it cool when you called me into your office a few days later, Keys.
Come on in, Walter.
I want to talk to you.
I had another one of my stinking hunches about this Deepickson thing.
Oh?
Yeah.
It just doesn't add up.
Now, here's a man with a bullet in his back, his mouth full of marbles.
He's fallen out of a blimp, and he ends up in a rose bowl stuffed in a tuba.
No keys, uh, sounds like suicide to me.
Yeah, there's another thing.
Yeah.
Something fishy about that wife he is.
I think she was in on it.
Yeah, and I think she had an accomplice.
I've been hanging around with a guy by the name of Nino Zapparelli.
Is that ready?
Yeah.
Yeah, I think I heard that name before.
Yeah.
I'm terribly sorry for our gin on you like this.
Oh, Mr. Lip, I know you probably think I'm just a silly, crazy,
over-emotional adolescent, but I'm not a dick!
I'm not a dick!
I'm not a dick!
I'm not a dick!
I'm not a dick!
Don't say it!
Don't
say it!
Please, please!
He's...
This is Lola Dietrichsen.
Kid with a big heart and a big a
mouth.
Well, in that case, I'll leave you two alone.
You can use my office as long as you want.
Big luck.
Mr. Leth, do you know who killed my late father?
No, give me a hint.
My stepmother, Phyllis.
Yeah, that's a good
hint.
Mr. Neff, is it any wonder that sometimes I think she's an old meanie?
If I
were you, I'd move out.
Believe me, I'm tempted.
If I could only find a nice place with a pool and not too many little kids around...
so it's the meantime meantime all they gave me is that in between time for my
your fickle or didn't you have the nickel if you had
You don't.
It's an awful long phone number.
What neighborhood is this?
Detroit.
They did it to me again.
I'm getting very sneak out there in the audience.
With these new things without prefixes, it's hard to tell.
Hello.
Hello, is Eddie Jr.
there, please?
No, he isn't.
Who is it?
Is this Eddie Sr.?
Yes.
Listen, I understand that Ed got engaged,
huh?
I'm an old friend of his.
We used to play pool together.
What's A?
Yes, down the basement.
We used to play at all the basements, as a matter of fact.
You still have the old table?
We're calling from this kind of a noisy party here and the people are playing a
game.
This is our link letter.
Oh, our link letter?
Yes.
Uh-huh.
We're calling from People Are Crummy.
And we just heard about Eddie Junior.
When is the wedding going to be?
November 10th.
November 10th?
Yeah.
Good.
Does the young lady know about it yet?
She knows about it.
Good.
Well, listen, Mike and Mar are here.
Yeah.
You know them?
Oh, yeah.
I see.
We'll air under arrest at the moment.
So they'll probably be sending you a wire to tell you that this was all on the up and up.
Uh-huh.
And when Eddie gets home, you're telling me all set alone.
OK, and who's this again?
No, I'm just kidding.
This is Steve Allen.
Well, when I put the money in, each time you begin, another way to put it out, please tell them what's about, huh?
Yeah?
Uh-huh.
No.
No.
No, no, no.
Yeah, I heard it in before.
You don't have to get the saw.
Well, just do the best you can when I put it in again.
So I put the nickel in to call my cock it in.
The telephone on a ring, no ring, no ring, no ring, and the after-aber pack, she puts the nickel back, I put it in once more, out like before, I got a meg of a call, and there's a middle hall, and they're in confidence, well, I got it for 10 cents, and the telephone on a ring, no ring, no ring, no ring, and in and out, and out and in.
Call my catering.
I don't lose my control.
And there is another hall.
Well, it's 25%.
So what's the difference about the telephone in the ring?
No ring, no ring, no ring.
Well, I sure am a man.
So I'm going to try again.
Yes, hello.
Hello.
Hello, operator.
Oh, don't you call me, I just say the word.
I'm a good citizen, and I love my Catherine.
You're born to the scurril, with the numbers I call.
It's a Macedonia flu, yes, I quite hope.
That's so poor a part, sir, though.
That's all right.
I speak with my interest.
That's not your business.
Here's a nickel.
Don't you shout.
Let's not put it in and out.
And so I put the nickel in to call my Catherine.
The motor club, uh,
yes, I had a little accident and I'd like some,
uh, service.
Uh,
well, I'll tell you what the problem is and you tell me what I need here.
My, uh, my car just, uh, it just went off a cliff in Malibu Canyon.
And, uh, nobody's hurt.
Uh-huh.
But, uh...
That's kind of bad on cars.
You ought to watch that.
Uh, well, I'll tell you the...
I did watch it.
It was
beautiful.
Well, I'll tell you, sir, the best thing to do, uh, would be to, uh, make some arrangements tomorrow.
with them.
There wouldn't be anything that we could do tonight, I don't believe.
I doubt that the unit out there would want to try and pull a car up out of the canyon at night.
I don't think they could.
Oh, yeah?
Now, is there any reason why it has to be pulled out tonight?
Well, I gotta get home somehow,
you
know.
I'm sorry, but I'm calling from a saloon out near Malibu, and these people are laughing
here.
It's not so funny, you folks here.
I'm sorry.
Yeah, that's all right, sir.
Well, I... I'm a little hysterical, you understand, because of the...
Just calm down, sir.
Just one?
I said, just calm down for a second.
All right.
Oh, this is a radio show, I see.
What is that noise?
What is that beep by here?
You guys record all these calls for the card people or something?
No, no, no.
This is obviously a recorded conversation for a radio show.
Oh, really?
Yeah, and you're supposed to keep me talking for a length of time, undoubtedly.
Uh-huh.
Sir, you are under arrest.
me information
We speak not a word.
say to the sky.
I like to play forgotten music.
Like this one.
From a movie called My Heart Goes Crazy.
Who remembers if spring were only here to stay?
Hear the sound of April's laughter ringing.
While a breeze is playing in the meadow, down the mountain comes a river singing.
Just the willow seems to know
That spring will go.
Look at this lovely, lovely day.
If spring were only here to stay.
Sing a little, Robin.
Sing away.
If spring were only here to stay.
Winter is waiting in the
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Soft as every robin
sings.
Morning mist on quiet streams.
Fields still full of summer dreams.
Kenosha greets the rising sun.
Meliarchy hums till day is done.
From racing shore to Green Bay sky.
constant rapids whispers low where winding rivers gently flow Madison's evenings drift so sweet with echoes dancing down the street Apple orchards start to gleam county fairs bring out old dreams crickets play their twilight tune beneath the
Kenosha greets the rising sun.
Miliarchy hums till day is done.
From racing shore to Green Bay sky.
constant rapids whispers low where winding rivers gently flow Madison's evenings drift so sweet with echoes dancing down the street Apple orchards start to gleam county fairs bring out old dreams crickets play their twilight tune beneath the warm and
of july it's just about time
It's time for August.
I've got 31 days to
Crazy boy.
Step in.
Boy, boy.
Crazy boy.
Stay loose, boy.
Breeze it, buzz it.
Easy does it.
Turn off the juice, boy.
It's too...
They won't even let me strangle them.
For I haven't met a girl so magnificent or elegant as my old flame.
I've met so many who had fascinating ways, a fascinating gaze in their eye.
I saw...
to disguise for their attempts at love were only imitations of my old flame.
I can't even think of a name.
We're going to have a volcanic eruption right near Charlottesville and it's going to make things rather toasty across the area.
We're going to see lava spill out into central Virginia and make temperatures in Richmond at 350 degrees, Fredericksburg at 345.
Charlottesville, the hotspot at 400, not as hot off towards the tide water.
A little bit more comfortable with highs near 100 degrees.
The reason why we're going to have tidal waves moving in ahead of this.
a global super storm developing off towards the Atlantic Ocean.
This thing is headed our way, but the key to the forecast right before this thing makes landfall, it is going to be deflected by Godzilla.
Now, a lot can change between now and then.
We're looking at the latest data.
We'll continue to bring you the very latest.
I do want to encourage you though, that if you ever do see a sleeping coyote, do not wake it.
Bad idea.
Okay.
OK, here's the forecast.
Volcano 350 there for Monday.
Global superstorm on Tuesday.
You could see maybe about one 200 inches of rainfall wind gusts up to 1000 miles an hour.
You know, it was so hot today here in Los Angeles.
It was so hot today that Burger King was singing, if you want it your way, cook it yourself.
Oh, she picked up my windshield, then she hit me over the head.
Because she cried and said I'd like, and she wished that I was dead.
Now
her gentle madness comes See her in the games Games that crazy summer play
She rules on high with giggles, with out of tone gaffaws.
Tipping over reasoning, likes to break the laws.
Every loyal subject kneels, worshipping.
Goody gumdrop lovers, intertwining hands.
Go talk about a future.
No one understands.
Summer is forever.
All is just a myth.
So sing song of gee whiz What a guy he was Had it all together man Did it just because Who's the one to say no use You could buy a star Interstellar summertime
1958.
And a bird wants to please my ear.
The long hot summer seems to know what a flirt you are.
Seems to know your caress is a mind to possess.
How could someone possess a star?
Mr. Mel
Tormey.
Hey, look at me.
I'm a member of the Jet Set.
The wildest, swingin'est, swingin'est people, the Jet Set.
Up at the crack of dawn and away we go.
and swim in a bite of breakfast in Mexico.
What fun to be part and parcel of the jet set.
The clever, the witty, the handsome, the pretty new jet set.
Let's fly to Spain and watch a flamenco dance.
Or soak up sun on the beach at Cannes in the south of France.
We may dine with a diplomat, but
Some wine with the bureaucrat backs Just fine cause it's all old hat to us On our trans-oceanic date We'll hop not with the heads of state Life is great in the DC8 And it's heaven in a 707 Come along, be a member of the jet set Forget the proprieties, come join society's pet set
The givers, the takers, the phonies, the fakers, the policy makers, the letter meat cakeers, the little heartbreakers, you're gonna meet them all.
Fasten your seat belt, get set for the jet set.
Hey, look at me, I'm a member of the jet set.
The swearingest, daringest, do anything on a bet set.
And if you dare meet just so I don't lose face, I'll
by a Ferrari and drive the big Monte Carlo race.
You've got to be very chic to join the jet set.
The beautifully tutored, accoutered, but slightly all wet set.
You'll be a social outcast of drag aboard, unless your gown is Balenciaga or Christian Dior.
The takers, the phonies, the bakers, the policy makers, the letter meat cakeers, the little heartbreakers.
Hey, Terry.
My conductor, would you come in a moment?
Terry, I just want to say that you've really done a wonderful job in conducting the show thus far.
You really have.
Give me the stick.
Give me the stick?
Vanish.
Since this is my first time on BBC, I shall do this myself, sir.
All right?
Here we go, gentlemen, horns up, eh?
You there.
You there with the guitar.
give us some sort of motivating, continuous, amusing sort of thing going, you know?
Good-o.
And you there on the traps.
You there?
That's right, the little brown chap.
I want you to give me some of that American jazz feeling, if you will, would you?
Thank you.
Now, you there with the pickle barrel.
Yes, whatever that thing is that you beat.
I want you to do something Latin American.
No, I want you to play Strauss-Waltzes with that thing.
Right?
Here we go.
Are we ready?
Keep your eye on the stick at all times.
Here we go.
Stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick, stick.
Oh, it gives me such a feeling of power.
they are our girls just ripe for some kissing and I mean to kiss me a few of those girls don't know what they're missing I've got a lot of living to do and there's wine already for taste and
people to see.
dick
and I
And there's Cadillacs, all shiny and new Gotta move, cause time is wasting There's such a lot
to go people to see everything for you and me crazy clothes and motorboat races
I kiss your hand.
That means Lord willing there's another one to come next Sunday.
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