How a nice Jewish Boy from Baltimore made it this far. The trials and tribulations, not to mention the fun and frolics of every day life.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Godzilla vs. Bambi

It was 1986 or '87 and my son and I just finished watching "Godzilla '85" and were watching the end credits, when all of a sudden on comes this thing with Bambi the deer just standing there munching the grass. The ending to this little vignette was so surprising that my son and I laughed for the next twenty minutes after having rewound the tape and watched it again for a couple of times. Well I just did a search on You Tube and after 20 years here it is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZpBkc2jK-6w&feature=related

Enjoy!!!
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Lyrics to the song "The Minstrel Boy"

Again, one of my favorite songs and tunes. I even use it as my primary ringer on my cell phone. This song is heard as a recurring song in the movie "The Rough Riders" with Tom Beringer as Teddy Roosevelt. This is the best movie ever done about the Spanish-American War and if you're a history buff and adventure movie buff, you have got to see this one. Here also, is the site with the tune for the song. When you go to the site click on "Melody". http://ingeb.org/songs/theminst.html

The Minstrel Boy


The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard,
"Tho' all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy right shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's steel
Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!

US Civil War verse

The minstrel boy will return, we pray,
When we hear the news we all will cheer it.
The minstrel boy will return one day,
Torn perhaps in body, not in spirit.
Then may he play on his harp in peace,
In a world such as Heaven has intended,
For all the bitterness of man must cease,
And every battle must be ended

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Lyrics to the song "The Reuben James"


The USS Reuben James was an American Destroyer on convoy escort duty, when it was torpedoed and sunk by a German submarine on October 31, 1941. She became one of the first U.S. ships lost during World War II, though she was sunk 5 weeks before the U.S. was attacked at Pearl Harbor. Woody Guthrie, one of America's folk legends wrote this song shortly after the event to commemorate the event. I first heard it on a Kingston Trio album in the 1950's. Here's a site with the tune: http://www.geocities.com/nashville/3448/reuben.html

"Reuben James"

Have you heard of the ship called the good Reuben James?
Armed of hard fighting men, both of honor and of fame,
She flew the Stars and Stripes of the Land of the Free,
But tonight she's in her grave at the bottom of the sea.

Oh tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?
Won't you tell me what were their names? Tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?

One hundred men went down to their dark and watery grave,
When that good ship went down, only fourty-four were saved.
Was the last day of October, they saved fourty-four,
From the dark icy waters of that cold Iceland shore.

Oh tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?
Won't you tell me what were their names? Tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?

It was there in the dark on that cold and watery night,
They watched for the U-Boat and they waited for a fight,
Then a whine and a rock and a great explosion roared,
They lay the Reuben James on the cold ocean floor.

Oh tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?
Won't you tell me what were their names? Tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?

Many years have passed since those brave men are gone,
Those cold icy waters, they're still and they're calm,
Many years have passed, and still I wonder why,
That the worst of men must fight and the best of men must die.

Oh tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?
Tell me, tell, me, tell me what were their names? Tell me what were their names?
Did you have a friend on the good Rueben James?

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Andrew J. Spitz at 4 1/2 Months





Okay, our Grandson Andrew has been blessing our lives for the past 4 and 1/2 months, so it's time to put up some more recent pictures of him. He is one happy baby. Laughing, smiling and talking to us all of the time. So, I'm gonna share his visage with the world.

Song Lyrics: Will Ye No Come Back Again

I couldna hae been more than a wee little bairn when I watched Gunga Din for the first time and heard this song as the Black Watch marches toward the trap set by evil Guru. I fell in love with it even then. The time went by and about 20 years later I bought my first Schooner Fair album and lo and behold the last song on the record was the same song. Over the years I've bought a number of albums with this song on it and once again through the marvel of modern science and technology I am able to provide the lyrics for all to see and enjoy. I've also included the web site that I got this from which provides the tune that goes with the lyrics.

http://www.jacobite.ca/songs/willyeno.htm

Will Ye No Come Back Again?


Bonny Charlie's noo awa
Safely oer the friendly main;
Mony a heart will break in twa,
Should he no come back again.

Will ye no come back again?
Will ye no come back again?
Better loed ye canna be;
Will ye no come back again?

Ye trusted in your Hielan men,
They trusted you dear Charlie!
They kent your hiding in the glen,
Death and exile braving.

English bribes were a in vain
Tho puir and puirer we mun be;
Siller canna buy the heart
That aye beats warm for thine an thee.

We watched thee in the gloamin hour;
We watched thee in the mornin grey;
Though thirty thousand pounds they gie,
Oh, there is nane that would betray!

Sweet's the laverock's note an lang,
Liltin wildly up the glen;
But aye to me he sings a sang,
"Will ye no come back again?"

Lyrics by Carolina, Lady Nairne.

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Raising the Standard at Glenfinnan, by Mark Churms.

Supported by the Highland Chiefs with twelve hundred highlanders present. Prince Charles Edward Stuart raised his standard at Glenfinnan on the 19th August 1745. This was the start of the Forty Five which would end with the defeat of the Jacobite Army on Drumossie Moor at the battle of Culloden 16th April 1746.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Song "Remember the Alamo"

I first heard this song on a Kingston Trio Album I got about 35 to 40 years ago and I've been singing it ever since then. Now through the miracle of the internet I can now post the lyrics for all to enjoy. If I ever find an MP3 site with the song, I'll post that too.

Remember the Alamo by Johnny Cash:

A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
The line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
Any man that will fight to the death cross over
But those that would live better fly
And over the line went a hundred and seventy nine.

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo.

Jim Bowie lay dyin' his powder was ready and dry
From flat on his back Bowie killed him a few in reply
And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'
The challenge fierce in his eyes
For Texas and freedom a man more than willing to die.

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know and remember the Alamo.

A courier sent through the battlements bloody and loud
With the words of farewell, the letters he carried were proud
Grieve not little darling my dying if Texas is sovereign and free
We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be.

High up Santa Anna we're killing your soldiers below
So the rest of Texas will know & remember the Alamo.
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Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Song, "Was My Brother In the Battle" by Stephan Foster

This is one of my favorite songs from the Civil War Era. At last I can put the lyrics up for all to see. Unfortunately I don't have a web site with an MP3 recording, so I can't provide the tune.

Tell me, tell me, weary soldier from the rude and stirring wars,
Was my brother in the battle where you gained those noble scars?
He was ever brave and valiant, and I know he never fled.
Was his name among the wounded or numbered with the dead?
Was my brother in the battle when the tide of war ran high?
You would know him in a thousand by his dark and flashing eye.
Tell me. tell me, weary soldier, will he never come gain,
Did he suffer 'mid the wounded or die among the slain?
Was my brother in the battle when the noble Highland host
Were so wrongfully outnumbered on the Carolina coast?
Did he struggle for the Union 'mid the thunder and the rain,
Till he fell among the brave on a bleak Virginia plain?
Oh, I'm sure that he was dauntless and his courage ne'er would lag
While contending for the honor of our dear and cherished flag.

Was my brother in the battle when the flag of Erin came
To the rescue of our banner and protection of our fame,
While the fleet from off the waters poured out terror and dismay
Till the bold and erring foe fell like leaves on Autumn day?
When the bugle called to battle and the cannon deeply roared,
Oh! I wish I could have seen him draw his sharp and glittering sword.


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