// We remember a good friend, and look at our favorite songs
// so far this year.
// Enjoy! [BP]

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Subject: NN: Remembering...
    From: Susan Krauss [sekrauss@comcast.net]
    Sent: Monday, July 18, 2005 10:54 PM

Remembering Bill Peete today.

susan in alameda

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Subject: Re: NN: Remembering...
    From: WMartyWelch@aol.com
    Sent: Monday, July 18, 2005 11:53 PM

God Bless the Flyer.....and hugs and all good things to Sue and Jim.

marty way out in idaho

>> Remembering Bill Peete today.

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Subject: Re: NN: Remembering...
    From: klippert@nauticom.net
    Sent: Tuesday, July 19, 2005 7:52 AM

> Remembering Bill Peete today.

I rarely pass a cyclist on the road without thinking of Bill Peete. I
did not get to know him that well, but from the little I saw, his light
shined very brightly.

Glad to know that you have continued on Susan.  May you know little new
sorrow, you've had your share.

-k

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Subject: NN: Remembering Bill Peete
    From: Susan Holmes [sue@denicefranke.com]
    Sent: Tuesday, July 19, 2005 4:27 PM


Hi everyone,

I want to say THANK YOU to all of you, for the heartfelt emails, and
phone calls, yesterday (July 18th). I was so deeply touched that so many
people remembered Bill on the day that marked the third year since we
lost him. We all miss him so very much. My kids and I meet up with many
of .Bill's co-workers for Breakfast. It was Bill's favorite place to
eat. Bill would always order a side plate of bacon. As we did yesterday.
His boss cut the bacon up in pieces so we could all toast to Bill, along
with Bill's favorite hot sauce. It was good to see everyone again, and
hear more stories about Bill from the workplace. I came home and put on
Bill's "Flyer" T-shirt for the  remainder of the day.

Thank you all so very much for remembering Bill.

God Bless the Flyer.....

Sue

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Subject: NN: my song of the year
    From: pbl2@utah.edu
    Sent: Friday, July 08, 2005 11:53 PM

My favorite album this year might have been released late last year, so
if it was, I apologize.  It is (the envelope please) Pink Martini - Hang
on Little Tomato.  No, it is not a good folksy album like our Nanci
would put out.  it is kind of difficult to place them in just one genre,
but I usually tell people that they are jazz with a strong Latin
influence.  If you go to www.pinkmartini.com , you are able to click on
the "Pink Martini Radio" link and you can listen to both of their albums
in their entirety.

I bought the first one - Sympathique - a year or two ago after NPR
profiled the band on Morning Edition (same place I discovered Keb' Mo').
The title track (in French - if you do not like listening to songs in
foreign languages, don't waste your time.  Most of what they do is in
English, but there are songs in six different languages on the latest
album) made me run out and buy it.  The chorus goes:

Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas dŽjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume

Which loosely translated from my college French means (I think)

I don't want to work
I don't want to eat
I just want to forget
And then I smoke.

I'm not a smoker, but I can certainly relate to the rest of the chorus,
and since it was a catchy tune, I had to have it.  Anyhow, "Little
Tomato" is certainly a fun album.  If nothing else, pour yourself a tall
glass of lemonade, plop down in the hammock, and bring up the title
track on your laptop using your wireless connection.  If you are not
transported to a simpler time, there is no hope for you.  Sorry for
rambling, but I KNOW there is someone out there who just needs to hear
Pink Martini.  Good stuff, if you are looking for something out of the
norm.

Paul Larsen

P.S.  For my fellow cellists out there - you need to listen to the cello
part at the beginning of "U Plavu Zoru."  When that cellist takes off,
it makes me realize I need to work harder...

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Subject: NN: Song of the year.
    From: GORDON1717@aol.com
    Sent: Sunday, July 10, 2005 10:20 AM

Hands down the best song of the year is the one Neil Young sang at Live
8 last week. Neil comes back from a brain aneurysm with one of his
strongest songs since "Rockin In The Free World".
Gordon

Lyrics below:

WHEN GOD MADE ME

Was he thinking about my country,
or the colour  of my skin?
We he thinking about my religion,
and the way I worshipped  him?
Did he create just me in his image,
or every living  thing?

When God made me.
When God made me.

Was he planning only  for believers,
or for those who just had faith?
Did he envision all  wars
that were fought in his name?
Did he say there was only one way
to  be close to him?

When God made me.
When God made me.

Did he  give me the gift of love
to say who I could choose?

When God made  me.
When God made me.
When God made me.

Did he give me the gift of  voice
so some could silence me?
Did he give me the gift of vision
not  knowing what I might see?
Did he give me the gift of compassion
to help my  fellow man?

When God made me.
When God made me.
When God made  me.

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Subject: NN: my song of the year
    From: ConorMG@aol.com
    Sent: Sunday, July 10, 2005 6:27 AM

pbl2@utah.edu writes:

> there are songs in six different languages on the latest album)
> made me run out and buy it.  The chorus goes:
> Je ne veux pas  travailler
> Je ne veux pas d'jeuner
> Je veux seulement l'oublier
> Et  puis je fume
> Which loosely translated from my college French means (I  think)
> I don't want to work
> I don't want to eat
> I just want to forget
> And then I smoke.


The excerpts people on here quote always intrigue  me. Years later I'm
still scratching my head over what someone saw in this from Allison
Moorer's 'Miss Fortune':

You can't get there from here
You  can't live on bread and water.
Hear the one about the farmer's  daughter?
She just needed a little atmosphere....

Someone else once picked  my least favourite song from my record of the
year and quoted that as an  enticement.  Why can't everyone see like me?

Anyway, I got to  thinking about what turned Paul on. Clearly this song
is deeply disturbed  and disturbing.  At a time when the Protestant work
ethic, which has  produced so much that defines us as modern, is under
attack yet again, Paul chooses to project this lance into the Nanci Net
proclaiming the attractions of indolence, ignorance and wish-fulfilment
fantasies.

It is  interesting that he ignores in his translation the contracted
'le' preceding  'oublier', namely the unspoken guilt the singer refuses
to face, or the male  object which he seeks to deny. As Freud said, "Je
suis le grand 'le',  moi."   In fact he said it in German. "Ich bin ein
grosser 'Der'".  In English this translates as " I am the great 'The', a
neat encapsulation of the whole principle of individuation, which Jung
so laboured over.

This song speaks against life at every level: it is an  attack on the
present (he rejects that striving without which life is  worthless), the
past (he wants to forget our debt to tradition and history), and the
future (he smokes to escape responsibility to those who follow).  The
fact that the band sings in six languages suggests an international
plot, probably emanating from Brussels, to subvert the whole movement of
history  since the Enlightenment or at least the establishment of the
EC.

There is  much more to be said about the need to oppose the threat posed
by lyrics like  these.  I leave it to the deconstructionists on the list
to posit the  female principle behind the elided "l' ", the femme fatale
who removes the male  subject's desire to eat in her effort to finish
off the human race .I prefer to  uphold the male principle.

Three final observations: It is not for  nothing, I submit, that the
band is named Pink Martini. The clips on their  website are seductive.
There is a lot about tomatoes and clementines.

I note  Paul lives in Utah.


Conor
np The Derailers
Sunday  morning
with tea and oranges
and time on my hands
60 years after the  end of WWII


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Subject: NN: Nanci in Portland Maine
    From: james troiano [troiano@adelphia.net]
    Sent: Friday, July 15, 2005 6:57 AM

Hi folks: For anyone in New England, Nanci will headline the Center for
Cultural Exchange  Festival in Portland, Maine on Aug. 6. Tickets are
only $10 and can be purchased at Ticketmaster She will sing at the State
Theater. It will be great to have  Nanci Caroline in Maine.

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Subject: NN: Best Song of The Year So Far.........
    From: JAMES WARD [jward39212@yahoo.com]
    Sent: Friday, July 15, 2005 2:19 PM

I love music....and I purchase at least 2 cd's per
week.  One of the finest songs I have found this year
can be found on "Begonias" by Caitlin Cary and Thad
Cockrell.  This album of duets is sublime.  The song
in question is "Something Less Than Something More"
and hearing this song makes my heart ache.  We've all
been there at some point.  The entire CD makes for
fine listening as you hear these two voices meld into
one.  ***** of our 5

James

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Subject: NN: The Dark
    From: Gerson, Dan [Dan.Gerson@McKesson.com]
    Sent: Wednesday, July 20, 2005 11:04 AM

Just curious, but does anyone share my opinion that Guy Clark's "The
Dark" is one of the most truly amazing pieces of beauty ever to come
from that incredibly cool man? I swear,  even now, years after I first
heard it, it still sends actual, palpable chills down my spine. At the
same time it still wells up my eyes with  tears.  I can't explain it
really. The words themselves on paper are good (it's so dark the wind
get's lost) but on inspection don't seem to add up to the wonderful
breeze this song blows through my soul. It just seems to say everything
that's important, without really saying it all.

A confession though. When Guy says it's so dark you can see Ft. Forth
from here, I substitute San Francisco.

Cheers,

Dan G.


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