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Well, it's not everybody, but a lot of you out there have become accustomed to the best music ever.
It's what I call it.
Any argument?
The music of the stars.
This is an orchestra that not too many people anywhere, even in the musical world, are familiar with.
A great guy named Sy.
Man, M-A-Double-N.
Wrote a lot of music for movies, and he did this.
It's called That's All, and now and then I get a question.
What are you playing that to begin with?
That's All.
Because I like it.
How about you, if you like
I mean, calendar autumn.
But you can't change people's minds.
There was a survey taken locally.
What do you think, the end of summer?
Means means Labor Day not the end of the end of September But you can't change people's minds Watch and see when Labor Day is done people start putting their windbreakers on and all that That's depressing
Civic Media Radio Network and the music of the stars.
Good morning.
Here's another band you never heard of, Joe Leahy.
The music of the stars.
secrets.
I never found a home Still and all I'm happy The reason is you see Once in a while along the way Love's been good to me There was a girl
I never found a home Still in all I'm happy The reason is you say Once in a while
excellence.
Just holding hands Without a care And everything was possible Love was all we had Together we would laugh at other people's fears
Together in our plane we'd fly a thousand years.
How could we see before we'd land?
Our solid ground had turned to sand.
The sad fell well yesterday.
Love was all.
Just you and me Now we'll never be together Beside the sea Some people say that we must face reality That we were never happy as we
No one was there with us to feel Could then be false, could now be real It really was worthwhile to live when love was all we had
the sea.
Some people say that we must face reality.
That we were never happy as we seem to be.
No one was there with us to feel
It was worthwhile to live when love was all...
Sinatra.
sense than his pudding-headed father ever had.
I'll teach him to rassle and dive through a wave when we go in the morning for a swim.
His mother can teach him the way to behave, but she won't make a sissy out of him.
I will see that he's named after me.
I
My boy Bill, he'll be tall and is tough.
Old potbellied baggy-eyed bully will boss him around.
I don't give a damn what he does, as long as he does what he likes.
He can sit on his tail or work on a rail with a hammer and hammer and spikes.
He can ferry a boat on a river, or pedal a pack on his back, or work up and down the streets of a town with a whip and a horse and a hack.
He can haul a skull along a canal, run a cow around a corral, or maybe bark for a carousel.
Of course it takes talent to do.
Might be champ of the heavy weights, or a fella that sells you glue, or president of the United States.
That'd be all right, too.
His mother would like that, but he wouldn't be president unless he wanted to be.
Not Bill.
My boy Bill, he'll be tall, and as tough as a tree will be.
like a tree he'll grow with his head held high and his feet planted firm on the ground and you won't see nobody dare to try to boss him
if he'll marry his boss's daughter, a skinny-lipped virgin with blood like water, who give him a peck and call it a kiss, and look in his eyes through a lawn yet.
Say, why am I taking on like this?
My kid ain't even been born yet.
I can see him when he's 17 or so.
And start...
What if he is a girl?
You can have fun with a son, but you've got to be a father to a girl.
She mightn't be so bad at that, a kid with ribbon.
in her hair a kind of neat and petite little tin type of her mother what a pair my little girl pink and white as peaches and cream is she
My little girl is half again as bright As girls were meant to be Dozens of boys pursue her Many a likely lad Does what he can to
she has a few pink and white young fellas of two and three but my little girl gets hungry every night and she comes home
Gotta make certain that she won't be dragged up in slums with a lot of buns like me.
She's gotta be sheltered and fed and dressed in the best that money can buy.
With a giant brain and a noble head, like the...
Garland.
and whisper.
I shall meet him Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not.
Due legendary Hollywood actress and singer, Ab Lane has died of natural causes at the age of 93.
Although her death occurred on Saturday, April 25, it has only just been confirmed and made public by her son.
Curb Your Enthusiasm producer Stephen Leff, who shared the news with industry Bible The Hollywood Reporter.
Having begun her career as a child, she became a huge star throughout the 1960s and 1970s, before going on to feature in guest roles in hugely popular TV shows such as Heart to Heart, Burke's Law, F-Troop, The Flying Nun, The Brady Bunch, Love American Style, and Amazing Stories.
... ...
Wasn't that nice, huh?
Beautiful.
Wonderful.
I want you to meet this beautiful woman.
No, I don't want to meet her.
Oh,
yes.
No, I wouldn't.
You've got to meet her.
But she's
so beautiful.
I wouldn't.
She wants to dance with you.
She wants to dance with me.
You've got to be fooling.
No, she's coming over right now.
Oh, that's tough.
want you to say hello.
I want you to say hello.
Go ahead.
Say hello to her.
I don't want to.
Go ahead.
Hello.
Oh, no.
How are you?
I don't want to.
I don't want to.
Pardon me, miss, but I've never done this with a real
life
girl.
You don't have to apologize.
Straight off the farm with an actual arm full of a real
liar.
I just love
far away.
Speaking of miracles, this must be it.
Just when he started to learn how to knit.
I'm simply drowned in the sight and the sound
and
the
scent.
Nothing can be getting swept off your feet by a reel.
Boy, let some girls dreams in your bunk don't compare with a hunk of a reel.
Sid
The
with a real live girl.
Let myself dare to go dancing on air with a real live girl.
Pardon my holding
you terribly tight.
After I've dreamed of you night after night,
I can't let go, but I suddenly know that I've found my ideal in a real life, girl.
I've seen photographs and facsimiles that have set my heart off in a world
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet by a real live girl.
overlook everyone in the book for a real live girl.
Girls were like fellas once once my belief.
What a reversal.
What a relief I take the flowering hat and the towering heel and the squeal
of a real live
written for Ced Cesar, here he is.
is a policeman.
What is jazz?
I don't know.
Tonight, people-to-people takes you to Chicago.
Dear gentle
folk of Newport, well, maybe I should say hats and cats.
I want you to lend an ear because, well, I want you to hear some really shimmering sharps and flams.
For these cozy virtuosi.
Just about the greatest in the trade Are fixin' to show you now Precisely how?
Or approximately Jazz music is made Well you take some skins Jazz begins And you take a base Man now we're gettin' someplace
Take a box.
One that rocks.
Take a blue horn.
Do all its bars.
Ah, you take a stick.
With a leg.
Take a phone.
Oh, hold the phone.
Take a spot.
Cool.
Now you have judges.
This is Kyle and Shaw.
That's Billy Kyle.
Marvel Shaw.
Now you has Mr. Barrett D.
They're all mold of hip in Italy.
Well, I've reduced it for friends.
Oh, I know you're very big there.
Yes, believe it or not.
I do believe I do indeed.
The
Frenchman's all free for what they call lages high.
For me, it does.
Take a plane.
Oh, bye bye to sight.
Go to
Siam.
Bye bye, yeah.
In Bangkok today, round the clock,
I will
lay whole like the jam.
Bye
bye to the DL.
Indian
zone.
the Amazon
beat
one bar and all of them
are
Mrs. Xavier Kougott for a while.
But I found out today that it happened on April 25th.
Why don't these things make the news?
Sooner.
All right, news speaking of an NBC next up.
The music of the stars returns all the way till high noon.
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Jones.
You found the place in my heart You are the love of my life You give me reason to live You taught me how to be strong With you is where I belong No one's ever touched me Quite the way it touched me
People search a lifetime To find what we have You are the love of my life One thing that's good in this life I'll spend the rest of my day
People search a lifetime To find what we have You are the love of my life One thing that's good in this life I'll spend the rest of my days
Bennett.
At year 100.
I'm Carney and sparkling champagne.
Let there be birds who sing in the trees.
Someone to bless me whenever I sneeze.
Let there.
For singers to sing Let there be sports cars And ivy league clothes Sponsors and cha-chars And frantic mambos Let there be moons Circling in space Let there be flutes And princess grace Let's put Nick Zoo
Dust on the brass and the floorboard squeeze I touch the place where you stood And the house remembers your cheeks The kettle
Come back to me.
That's bloody rich.
try to sleep but the counting of sheep goes on and on Without your kiss I just cannot exist from the night
you're not.
will come back.
And Bobby Derrick.
And the music of the stars.
Love will come back to me When I remember every little thing you used to do I'm so lonely Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am
lonely
The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old And while I'm waiting here This heart mine is singing Love will come back to me
I guess, folks, each of us have three secret wishes.
I'm not taking a poll for the record, so relax.
I'm just going to use up one of my own and say that I wish it could be 1928 again.
And I could have a seat at the opening of that wonderful musical comedy, New Moon.
The Oscar Hammerstein of Showboat and the Oscar Hammerstein of the present great hit, Oklahoma, as a man who has the gentle touch of beauty.
He seems to get it in the lyric.
And when you add Sigmund Romberg, why, you really have something.
Mr. Romberg, who uses his heart for a palette and his genius for a brush, you have the kind of beauty that takes you in the throat.
And to sing their song is to let beauty live its wonderful moment.
So let's have that moment.
And Oscar Hammerstein and Sigmund Romberg's lover come back to me.
The sky
was blue.
and high above.
The moon was new and so was love.
This eager heart of mine was singing.
Lover, where can you be?
Love had its day.
That day is past.
You've gone away.
This aching heart of mine is safe.
Every road I walk along I've walked along with you No wonder I'm so lonely The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old
on this first of our new quarter alphas.
Why not meet with Axel and myself and the orchestra and Bobby Tucker and the singers next Sunday at the same time.
We'll be doing more songs that we think you might like to hear.
So I do hope you'll keep the date.
Now this is Frank Sinatra saying thank you and good night everybody.
And I will take their place in your heart.
1945.
of
War.
last 10 hours.
At the White House, President Truman, State Secretary Burns and Cordell Hull stood by for the momentous surrender message from the Japanese.
Radio men, sound and camera crews of worldwide newsreels kept vigil with Washington reporters.
Then after tantalizing hours of rumors and guesses came the President's historic announcement, August 14th, 1945.
I have
received this afternoon a message from the Japanese government.
in reply to the message forwarded to that government by the Secretary of State on August 11th.
I deem this reply a full acceptance of the Potsdam Declaration, which specifies the unconditional surrender of the land.
In the reply, there is no
qualification.
Every town and hamlet across the nation, the story was the same.
Chicago heard the news and a hurricane of unrestrained hilarity blew through the windy city.
This was how San Francisco greeted the news.
The city by the Golden Gate engulfed in a tide of joy and relief.
Here in America's major port of embarkation to the war in the Pacific, the Japanese surrender brought jubilation unrestrained.
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley.
The Victory Special rolled down Market Street with everybody celebrating.
on that memorable day and the Navy salute made it official.
Eisenhower informs me that the forces of Germany have surrendered to the United Nations.
The flags of freedom fly all over Europe.
For this victory, we join in offering our thanks to the Providence, which has guided and sustained us through the dark days of adversity and into life.
Much remains to be done.
The victory won in the West must now be won in the East.
in the ETO, I heard a musical program a lot of you fellas are familiar with, Duffelbag.
Its theme was written by one Sergeant Mel Powell of our beloved Glenn Miller's outfit.
Well recently, Mel got together with another Sergeant, a guy named Ray McKinley, that drummer man, and together they put the lyrics to that theme.
Here's the result, a number you're gonna hear a lot of, my guys come back.
The
Bert Kampfer.
We recall his big hit from 1916, Instrumental.
Called Wonderland by Nine.
Number one on the charts.
The music of the stars.
Barbara Streisand.
I haven't played her this week.
This may be one of her most popular.
And for good reason.
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a wide minstrel man named Eddie Cantor has been clowning before audiences for 48 years, making famous such songs as Making Hoopie, If You Knew Susie, and Maw He's Making Eyes at Me on a Few Hundred Others.
He's done just about everything there is to do in show business.
It would be pretty hard to find somebody who has not seen or heard Eddie Cantor or felt the influence of his charitable works.
Eddie grew up on the lower east side of Manhattan.
was orphaned at the age of two.
When he was 14, he fell in love with a neighborhood girl.
Her name was Ida Tobias.
They've been happily married for 42 years.
And I've heard it mentioned they have five daughters.
This is the house where Ida and Eddie Cantor have been living for the past four years.
It's a white frame bungalow high up in Beverly Hills, California.
Good evening, Eddie.
Good evening,
Ed.
How are
you?
I'm fine.
I wish you were here on the patio tonight, to my home.
It's just as pleasant as if you were a resident of Brooklyn.
Tell me, what's the volume you're pouring over?
Well, this is a script of a piece called, uh, Seisman and Son, which I'm doing for Playhouse 90 on your CBS network in, uh, two weeks, two weeks from last night.
Well, isn't this something of a departure for you, dramatic acting?
Yes, it is, but it's a challenge, and I'd like to do it, and I feel when a...
The person has reached almost the age of 65.
You ought to start thinking about his future, you know.
Well, we're always glad to
hear about him.
How do you like this new career?
Of love I'll whisper, so soft and low.
Seems though, can't live without you.
Listen, my honey-doo-dee-doo.
Ida, kinda Ida lie here.
I long to love ya, Ida dee-
It seems though can't live without you
time I ever had a money
To every word of love I heard you whisper.
The raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain.
Though spring is here, to me it's still September.
That September.
In the rain, in the rain, in the rain It's still September
We're back for the second season.
Caught you, didn't I?
But it's always exciting.
It's always exciting to start a new season with all the new shows and everything, isn't
it?
That is true.
And I'm quite frankly, I'm very excited.
Boy, a new season.
Wow, whoopee.
I've been sitting, I've been gluing.
I've been glued to my set.
All this whole season watching and overwrought with excitement, watching for all the new shows.
You really like the new shows, don't you?
Boy, general Custer masquerading the Indians and a flying nun and a little boy whose best friend is a bear and a cowboy in Africa.
Boy, there's all kinds of exciting
shows coming.
Tommy, you're really proud of this new season, aren't you?
Oh, yes, Dicky Smothers.
Good.
I think it's a privilege and a shame to be part of
September.
Little boy
see that golden world in all its splendor.
Maybe September
And may become September I'll share
part.
Tony.
There's a familiar sound A voice that crossed the decades A voice we came to know Still singing to our hearts tonight Wherever dream
years of memories and melodies that live on from the streets of New York City to the stars above the town you taught the world to sing with love and you never let us down you sang of lost tomorrows of love
That came our way Of moonlight on the rooftops And dreams that wouldn't stay You made the lonely beautiful You made the blue sky shine And every song you gave us Became a friend of mine Happy 100th birthday, Tony
A hundred years of song A hundred years of memories And melodies that live on And though the years keep turning Your music lingers on Like a warm and golden memory Just before the dawn
Bye.
heart you touched along the way for every dream you shared and when the last note echoes and the orchestra grows still we'll remember how you taught us
little piece of heaven for all
were bright, his step was light, his heart was all aglow.
And though his world was young and gay, a magic carousel
games he played I still recall so well there came a time
Well as I, he won't be
Here's a song Frank Sinatra asked me if I could sing the following
song.
It's very beautiful
and was composed by Michel Legrand and Ellen and Marilyn Bergman.
How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do you keep a song from fading to fast?
to someone.
Since we know we're always changing Why should it be the same?
And tell me how year after year You're sure your heart will fall apart Each time you hear
The best of lovers Be the best of friends If we can try With every day To make it better as it grows With any luck then I suppose The music
Ennio Morricone wrote this.
From one of my favorite pictures, and I'll bet maybe yours too.
Chinima Patadiso.
A little boy in an old movie theater.
The Paradise, the Patadiso in Italy.
And a projectionist who left them a legacy.
A reel of film.
This is Monica Mancini.
A tribute, if you will, to the old neighborhood movie palaces.
When happiness I see in you When I see your eyes The life I dream of can come true Or is it just a dream?
This is all
San Francisco Bay area had its share.
Today, most of these great movie palaces have been torn down.
Only Oakland's Paramount Theater remains restored to its former glory.
But nothing, in the opinion of those of us who remember, could compare with San Francisco's own Fox Theater.
That's high class in those days for me.
You didn't go in a gang to the Fox because everybody couldn't get the money at the same time to get in.
I think it was about $0.25, $0.35 in those days, which was a lot of money to produce.
It was $0.10, so you could see how I upgraded myself when I went to the Fox.
Flush
curtains,
elevators, that was the most, I guess, the biggest thing
I had ever seen.
Now,
Chris, the Fox is so beautiful, the big red staircase straight up.
When you came out of the road, you felt like a queen walking down.
Everything was first class.
And when you had to go to the bathroom, that was a journey itself.
You had to go down these stairs, the marble stairs, right down in the basement, and those gigantic marbles and everything.
There was an attendant in there.
with just a good looking pan.
from Chilacoffee and Padukas with their bazookas to get their names up in lights all armed with photos from local rotos with their
hair and
ribbons
and
legs and tights who rape
or
hollywood you may
be homely in
your neighborhood but if you think that you can be an actor see mr.
was projected by Dick Martel.
The film portion, believe it or not, was made for television.
It was an hour-long thing for television.
They tried to just put on a warm goodbye to the theater, just something to wish as well.
At the end, we ended up with San Francisco.
And it was really a tearful thing.
I could hardly get through the last part of it.
It was really shaking.
Those were the last notes out of that organ.
Yeah, I walked out with friends and the conversation was...
Everybody was terrible.
One friend and his wife, who were a real organ enthusiast, we went up to his place to listen to the playback of that night.
And we just stayed there till two or three in the morning.
Couldn't go to sleep, couldn't do anything, you know.
You're still on your mind.
There was a jingle, jingle, jingle, and big of my heart.
Well, like you remember, it's taken me out to the ball game.
I had a love affair with that theater and that organ, especially.
And that was just part of me, the real part of me.
No organ in the country would come up to the sound of that big instrument.
The glory of the Fox was its gigantic, willitzer organ.
Its huge pipes and hidden chambers could shake the balcony.
For 19 years, the man who played it best was Everett Norris.
And then he ended up with Anchors Awake.
And then there'd be Roaring by that time, and the organ would be going down, and I'd be waving and disappearing in the darkness.
Music of the Stars.
The
Fox is that you completely lost touch with contemporary time when you walked in.
You know, you were sure that Gene Haller really was still alive.
I couldn't understand why these adults were tearing this place down.
Build as the grandest movie palace ever.
The Fox Theater opened for business in 1929.
On opening night, the crowds that flocked to this new Versailles of the Silver Screen were greeted by top Hollywood stars of the day and addressed by our own favorite mayor, Sonny Jim Rock.
Through the years, we enjoyed vaudeville, stage shows, sing-alongs, and movie premieres at the Fox.
At times, we waited in a line that wrapped around the box.
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There we are.
I want to talk today about a young lady who you remembered well from the 60s, 70s, and she passed on, but the news just came out that we lost her in April.
It's Abby Lane, of which I speak.
Let's do a tribute.
We lost Abby Lane on April 25th.
The news just came out last week.
Her son said that she died of natural causes in Los Angeles.
Her real name Abigail Lassman.
Born in Brooklyn.
The first of you was Xavier Cougar, the Latin band leader.
She went on Broadway and performed as a star leader in Oh Captain 1958.
As she did about, oh, nearly two dozen pictures, mostly from Italy for some reason.
See, now this is not a complaint, but wouldn't you think that now and again we would give the Los Angeles number of music express since we announced that they have offices in law.
It's just a suggestion, a little suggestion.
Ever since she began performing at the age of four, Abby Lane has been an international star.
She has enjoyed a long and many faceted career, winner of the Tony Award for the Jose Ferrer production of Oh Captain on Broadway.
She's been on stage, screen and television for many, many years.
She has a book out.
It's autobiographical, but it's fiction.
It's called, but where is love?
Here is Abby Lane.
Abby, nice to have you with us.
It's
so good to see.
I'm such a fan of yours.
You're very kind.
Thank you.
Well, it's a truth.
Let's get to the hard part here first.
In this book, you go through the tough times that you had with Xavier Cougar, who you married, I believe, when you were 16 years old and he was, what, 30 years your senior?
He was 52.
So more than 30 years your senior.
What attracted you to a man that old?
Well, I didn't think of him in terms of age when I met him, because when I met him, I was working in a Broadway show for Mike Todd, and he asked me to audition for the show for his band.
And so I only knew the cool guy that I had seen and admired on the screen.
Tico Tico.
Tico Tico, the little dog,
the
pipe in the mouth.
And I think we'd all watched those MGM musicals with Esther Williams and
So I didn't think in terms of a future husband, not at 15 when I met him.
When I started to travel with the orchestra and my mom came with me, then I realized, even though I was very young, that he was thinking of me in more romantic terms.
You like that word?
understood that I would have to finally make a decision my mom couldn't travel with me indefinitely and
so well like did he start to come on to you or yeah
oh sure I mean as far as he could get with an hysterical Jewish mother around
yeah
redundancy
yeah but I mean when this happened the first time at 15 or 16 years old what were you thinking
well I tried not to pay any attention to it I as a child very immature I kept on thinking well I'll ignore it
It'll go away.
I'll just do my job, not pay attention to it.
I escaped by having my mother with me as protection.
But when she said, I can't travel with you anymore, and you're going to have to leave the band, and the thought of going back and starting again on the Broadway stage where I had come from and...
By now, the band is going well.
You're singing and people are listening.
Well, by
now, I'm making a success.
Right.
And before that, I had been in the chorus with 25 other girls.
Yeah.
And who wants to go back to
that?
I didn't.
I certainly didn't.
well to hear.
At one point, though, you must fall in love with this man or fall in like with him or the idea of being married to him all of a sudden becomes somehow acceptable to you.
It became acceptable to me because I was in awe of everything he presented, the glamour, the orchestra, the traveling, meeting famous people.
I didn't really understand what marriage would entail.
I mean, he was an interesting man, a cultured man, and he certainly knew how to sweep women off their feet.
But I soon found out early in my marriage that it was much different than I had pictured, than I had
imagined.
In what room?
It was the fact that he was a man who needed to be in control all the time.
He needed to control me physically, emotionally, financially.
Insanely jealous, I
mean.
I'm sure because at 52 years of age, if you're married to somebody 16, you know that she is attractive to other young males and you're insanely jealous of them.
Even more so as I got older and started to blossom into womanhood.
Truly.
his fear of losing me became much more intense.
Did he talk to you about that?
Were there any reasonable conversations?
Not reasonable.
He would just point out very clearly, I was not to talk to men alone.
If I had a scene in a film, I made 22 films in Italy and as I describe in the book, he made it very difficult because he would be there on the set constantly and if there was a love scene, I would panic.
because he would be sitting off in a corner watching me and when I would get off and we would take a break he would make remarks oh you like that young man he's your age you must be attracted to him which was nonsense I had no thought I mean and I just wanted to do the film and do the best thing job I could do but
He kept on at it and it's the kind of abuse that you become so frightened to talk to anyone.
Bye-bye.
main author of But Where Is Love, and as we were saying, the grandeur, the pizazz that was part of all of showbiz in the late 50s, early 60s is no more.
And you thought it's indicative of what you were saying?
Well, the times, I think that stars go out and look grungy.
That's the new word of the 90s, which is a turnoff to me.
And I think that
people are disappointed because they live, they fantasize when they see stars on the screen and they like to see them at least in person looking clean.
Exactly correct.
If he's a man shaved.
And a woman fairly glamorous.
But we're not making those kinds of films either.
I mean the musicals are over and most of the films are either violent or the very heavy sex, you know, sex just for exploitation purposes.
And we have great actors, but we don't have glamorous stars, personalities anymore.
True, here is Romy, one of our viewers in Virginia Beach, Virginia.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
I'm joyous here.
I want to remind Abby many years ago, approximately in 1949 or 50, she came to Virginia Beach, Virginia with Kugat's band at the South Beach Club.
and she and I used to sit out on the beach in the afternoon so it's been quite a long time ago but I remember him and the little dog and how jealous he was because I invited her to go out and she said he would kill
her.
He's got those facts right.
It wasn't 49 because I joined the band in 52 but
At this point in my life, I'm very conscious of two or three ages, the years
aging.
But that's typical of Kugat, making
my kind of statement.
Here's Abby, go ahead.
Okay, Abby, two questions.
One of which was of all of Mr. Kugat's music, was there any one particular song that you liked?
Question number one.
Number two is, were any of the songs, any one or more dedicated to you?
And if so, which one?
No, he didn't dedicate any songs to me, but I think the two songs that I liked the best was were You Belong to My Heart,
which in Spanish is solamente una vez and beseme mucho.
Okay.
Okay, thank you very much.
Thank you.
It was fiesta down in Mexico.
And so I just wanted to see the show.
I knew that frenzy meant please love me.
And so I saved frenzy.
A handsome couple yetto cut my eye.
And as I talked with you said aye, aye, aye.
I knew that frenzy meant please love me.
An occasional engagement.
It's fun.
So, John, it'll be a little while, so watch the locals out there and see what happens, okay?
Thank you.
All right, thanks for calling, John.
Do you miss the performing at all, the contact with the audience?
Oh, of course.
I mean, that, you know, with a book or a motion picture, you have to wait a year or two to get the response, but when you go out on the stage, there's that instant
love that rapport that you get with
an audience?
Well, most times.
I guess in your case, there would be that.
In my case, it's not quite... The love is not always so instant when I appear on stage, which is one of the reasons I don't... Don't appear on stage.
Don't appear on stage, right.
Anyway, good to talk with you tonight.
Thank you.
Much success.
Thank you so much.
God bless and thanks for being with us.
Thank you.
My pleasure.
Abby Lane, the book is called, But Where Is Love?
Now, here are the people who make the program possible.
who
25th.
Me lo dijo a vela Me lo dijo a vela Me lo dijo a vela Cuando bailo el cha cha cha
But I love surprises.
I love to see those little questions in your eyes.
You're the cutest, nosy body with the reddest little lips for me to cling to.
But you're always keep on asking me.
Prima.
Come take a chance with me, cause I ain't so bad
a fabulous rosemary.
My sweet baby, my
When skies seem full of clouds with rain, and I'm all filled with not the pain.
Who soothes my thumping, bumping brain?
Nobody.
And when summer comes, all cool and clear,
And all my friends see me edging in.
Who says why don't you come on in there?
We're fixing to uncap the bill.
Nobody.
Now I ain't never done nothing to
get something from somebody at some time I ain't gonna do nothing for nobody at the no time now in all day long things kind of go amiss and I go on out home expecting to find a little bliss
Who trips up to me and plants upon my cheek a glowing kiss?
Nobody.
I had a steak.
It's been some time ago.
And I took a little sauce bottle and shook it on there vigorously.
But ooh, who said you better look out what you're doing there because that sauce is Tabasco.
No.
Nobody.
I can't understand that.
I ain't got nothing, nothing to nobody.
And as far as I know, I ain't ever got nothing, nothing from nobody.
So until I get at myself a little something from somebody at some time, I ain't fixing to do nothing, nothing.
I seem full of clouds with rain.
And my brain is racked with pain.
Who comes in and reads to me, tries to soothe my pain?
Nobody.
And when I scheme and I plan,
just as hard as I can to go around looking like a dressed up man who says have a look have a look at that handsome man
Because I believe in that old saying, let us do unto others before they do's it to you there.
Now that's Phil
Here is again.
One night Farmer Brown was taking the air after locking up the barn with the greatest of care.
Then down in the hen house somebody stirred when he shouted, who's out?
Who's there?
I'm telling the truth.
This is what he heard.
You can't believe it or not.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here at all.
So quiet yourself.
Stop that fuss.
They ain't nobody here but us.
We chickens trying to sleep and you busting and hovel, hovel, hovel, hovel with your chin.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here at all.
You're stomping around and shaking the ground.
you raising up a powerful dust.
We chickens trying to sleep.
You bust in and hobble, hobble, hobble, hobble.
It's a sin.
Tomorrow is a busy day.
We got things to do.
We got eggs to lay.
Worms to dig.
Grounds to scratch.
And it takes a lot of set and getting chicks to hatch.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here at all.
So quiet yourself.
Stop that fuss.
They ain't nobody here but us.
And kindly point that gun.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
They ain't nobody here but us chickens.
is a busy day.
We got things to do.
We got eggs to lay.
Worms to dig.
Grounds to scratch.
And it takes a lot of set and getting chicks to hatch.
Now there ain't nobody here but us chickens.
I love a new with all his might.
Nobody knows who.
I don't know what it was.
Maybe it does you like I did.
Stars got in my eyes.
These are rocks got in my
head.
All I knew was your two lips.
Kiss me, heavenly.
Till yesterday those tender lips kissed.
Nobody but a fool would love you After the way you've done me Broke every vow you made me Broke every rule Put my way on life Cried when you were out of sight Now when you were lost
music of this star will be right back.
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So
Good picture, actually.
It's pretty cold up here, though.
I haven't done this in a while.
I'm a little nervous, so I'm going to play the hardest thing I know for someone real special.
Here we go.
One, two, three, four.
time.
Cole.
Let true love begin.
Oh, when you're alone, you're afraid that it's true.
Love won't come.
It won't happen to you.
So to let this chance for happiness go by would be a sin.
Let true love begin I know the feeling that your feeling is new And your heart still wants to hide This feeling that sends you
For you to hide So listen to your heart that's telling you from deep within Don't be afraid, let true love begin Don't be afraid, let true love begin
That's true.
Maybe September
Albert.
In a while, along the way, love's been good to me.
There was a girl in Denver before the summer storm.
Oh, her eyes were tender.
Oh, her arms were warm.
And she could smile.
kiss away the rain even though she's gone away won't hear me complain i have been a rover i have walked alone hiked a hundred highways never found a
once in a while along the way love's been good to me there was a girl
is down.
In a while
I guess the season's over now I guess the summer's done And once again love's cheated me Because I've got
This is September.
Goodbye.
I came out to the beach today.
I thought I'd look around.
The only thing that greeted me was the sun.
There's much I have to do.
I won't try and explain what happened last night.
Because I know that, in time,
you'll
find a proper way in which to remember it.
What I will do is remember you.
And I pray that you be spared all senseless tragedies.
I wish you good things, Hermione.
Only good things.
Always, Dorothy.
I was never to see her again.
Nor was I ever to learn what became of her.
We were different.
Kids were different.
It took us longer to understand the things we felt.
Life is made up of small comings and goings.
And for everything we take with us, there is something that we leave behind.
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.
Aske gave up the harmonica.
And in a very special way, I lost her me forever.
The summer smiles.
The summer knows.
And unashamed.
She shared her clothes.
the dog
If this isn't obsession The greatest wonder on this earth The Taj Mahal and other splendor
session.
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