Yesterday I was fortunate to be driving through South Carolina (where
your desirable radio options are either NPR or nothing) while NPR was
airing an interview with David Kirby, author of "Little Richard: The
Birth of Rock 'n' Roll."
Had I not been on I-20 at that particular moment, I still wouldn't
know that "Tutti Frutti" had its origins in Southern gay "clubs" as a
ditty about *ss f*ck*ng. Well, Kirby didn't specifically use the
phrase "*ss f*ck*ng," but he did recite the original lyric, which
evoked the image of a more innocent time when Crisco was an acceptable
low-cost alternative to KY and mothers watched their sons frolic in
the pool at the Alamo Plaza Motor Court on Gordon Highway, little
realizing what type of frolicking would take place there a
half-century in the future.
<http://www.kolumbus.fi/timrei/lr/faq.htm>
<http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_are_the_original_lyrics_to_tutti_frutti>
Kirby also mentioned that the producer who'd heard Little Richard sing
the original version of "Tutti Frutti" and realized the song could be
a major hit hired a church-going middle-aged woman he knew to revise
the lyrics into a version acceptable for general audiences.
The producer asked Little Richard to sing the "gay" version to her
over the phone, but Richard was reluctant to sing a ribald song to "a
lady." The producer suggested he stare at the wall while singing it,
which apparently worked, and the song editor managed to strip out the
references to b*tt f*ck*ng and come up with a version safe for Pat
Boone to sing within something like a half hour.
>The producer asked Little Richard to sing the "gay" version to her
>over the phone, but Richard was reluctant to sing a ribald song to "a
>lady." The producer suggested he stare at the wall while singing it,
>which apparently worked, and the song editor managed to strip out the
>references to b*tt f*ck*ng and come up with a version safe for Pat
>Boone to sing within something like a half hour.
Now I suppose you're going to tell me Pat Boone's book _Between You,
Me, and the Gatepost_ isn't about b*tt f*ck*ng * tr**s.
Lee Rudolph
Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all
squirmy like when I can't find all the words in one
of those WordFinder puzzle books. I think I know
what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"?
Trees? Traps? Trips?
Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
Arne
O' Troys. Like Helen, but plural. Topless towers, b*tts that launched
a thousand ships, Trojans (lots and lots of Trojans), and all that.
Your pal,
Lee Rudolph
> Lee Rudolph wrote:
>
>> Now I suppose you're going to tell me Pat Boone's book _Between
>> You, Me, and the Gatepost_ isn't about b*tt f*ck*ng * tr**s.
>
> Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all squirmy like when I
> can't find all the words in one of those WordFinder puzzle books. I
> think I know what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"? Trees?
> Traps? Trips?
>
> Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
AFAICT the preceding asterisk has to stand for "a", so "tr**s" has to
be a singular countable noun. Truss?
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>Arne Adolfsen <adol...@earthlink.net> writes:
>
>> Lee Rudolph wrote:
>>
>>> Now I suppose you're going to tell me Pat Boone's book _Between
>>> You, Me, and the Gatepost_ isn't about b*tt f*ck*ng * tr**s.
>>
>> Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all squirmy like when I
>> can't find all the words in one of those WordFinder puzzle books. I
>> think I know what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"? Trees?
>> Traps? Trips?
>>
>> Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
>
>AFAICT the preceding asterisk has to stand for "a"
u trols
Lee Rudolph (though I suppose that should properly be spelled with a
final "z", shouldn't it?)
> Arne Adolfsen <adol...@earthlink.net> writes:
> > Lee Rudolph wrote:
> >> Now I suppose you're going to tell me Pat Boone's book _Between
> >> You, Me, and the Gatepost_ isn't about b*tt f*ck*ng * tr**s.
> > Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all squirmy like when I
> > can't find all the words in one of those WordFinder puzzle books. I
> > think I know what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"? Trees?
> > Traps? Trips?
> >
> > Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
> AFAICT the preceding asterisk has to stand for "a", so "tr**s" has to
> be a singular countable noun. Truss?
NO!!!! The asterisk is the multiplication sign! So
Lee was trying to tell us that Pat Boone buck futted
a kajillion tr**ses until they begged for mercy and
told him what their asterisks stood (up) for. And
then all was right with the world. Forever. Am*n.
Arne
> Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all
> squirmy like when I can't find all the words in one
> of those WordFinder puzzle books. I think I know
> what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"?
> Trees? Traps? Trips?
I assumed it was "Trios."
> Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
Shouldn't that be f*ck*ng br**k?
> Arne
And that: *rn*
> ...that "Tutti Frutti" started out as a "gay" song.
Does that mean you already knew about "Good Golly
Miss Molly"?
> Had I not been on I-20 at that particular moment, I
> still wouldn't know that "Tutti Frutti" had its
> origins in Southern gay "clubs" as a ditty about
> *ss f*ck*ng.
And I thought that I was a bad typist... Sheesh!
> Arne Adolfsen <adol...@earthlink.net> writes:
>> Lee Rudolph wrote:
>>> Now I suppose you're going to tell me Pat Boone's book _Between
>>> You, Me, and the Gatepost_ isn't about b*tt f*ck*ng * tr**s.
>>
>> Now stop it, Lee. You've gone and made me all squirmy like when I
>> can't find all the words in one of those WordFinder puzzle books. I
>> think I know what "b*tt" and "f*ck*ng" mean, but "tr**s"? Trees?
>> Traps? Trips?
>>
>> Please give a pal a fuckin* break and tell me!
>
> AFAICT the preceding asterisk has to stand for "a", so "tr**s" has to
> be a singular countable noun. Truss?
I think this calls for my .signature with the ASCII-art triangles in it.
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> I think this calls for my .signature with the ASCII-art
> triangles in it.
I know what you mean. My penmanship is pretty bad, too.
Which end is the butt?
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> Joe Fineman:
> > ||: Music is the brandy of the damned. :||
> This quote really needs its antecedent: "Hell is musical
> amateurs."
>
> If ever there was a musical amateur, it was the quote's author:
> George Bernard Shaw.
His music criticism -- I have the complete edition
published 25 years ago -- is damn near the best
ever. I don't like his plays much and find his
artificial, contrived and quirky personality a
bore, but his music criticism holds up admirably
even 120 years later.
> --
> [] Tread softly, for this is holy ground. It may be, could we
> [] look with knowing eyes, this spot we stand on is Paradise.
> [] -- Christina Rossetti
Good heavens. Talk about total mediocrities with
entirely unearned reputations.
Arne
>Jess Anderson wrote:
>
>> Joe Fineman:
>> > ||: Music is the brandy of the damned. :||
>
>> This quote really needs its antecedent: "Hell is musical
>> amateurs."
>>
>> If ever there was a musical amateur, it was the quote's author:
>> George Bernard Shaw.
>
>His music criticism -- I have the complete edition
>published 25 years ago -- is damn near the best
>ever. I don't like his plays much and find his
>artificial, contrived and quirky personality a
>bore, but his music criticism holds up admirably
>even 120 years later.
And he's very funny as well.
>> [] Tread softly, for this is holy ground. It may be, could we
>> [] look with knowing eyes, this spot we stand on is Paradise.
>> [] -- Christina Rossetti
>
>Good heavens. Talk about total mediocrities with
>entirely unearned reputations.
Might as well stick with the Gospel of Thomas, 113: "The kingdom of
heaven is spread out upon the earth, and men see it not."
> On Mon, 04 Jan 2010 18:39:53 -0800, Arne Adolfsen
> <adol...@earthlink.net> wrote:
> >Jess Anderson wrote:
> >> If ever there was a musical amateur, it was the quote's author:
> >> George Bernard Shaw.
> >His music criticism -- I have the complete edition
> >published 25 years ago -- is damn near the best
> >ever. I don't like his plays much and find his
> >artificial, contrived and quirky personality a
> >bore, but his music criticism holds up admirably
> >even 120 years later.
> And he's very funny as well.
Oh, sure. And he's funnier in his music criticism
than he is in his plays. He's mean, but somehow not
savagely vicious when he dislikes whatever it is
that he's reviewing. And it's funny, but in reading
his review of some concert performed in May 1892,
you can almost hear what he's describing -- his
comments are that precise but not at all
musicological.
> >> [] Tread softly, for this is holy ground. It may be, could we
> >> [] look with knowing eyes, this spot we stand on is Paradise.
> >> [] -- Christina Rossetti
> >
> >Good heavens. Talk about total mediocrities with
> >entirely unearned reputations.
> Might as well stick with the Gospel of Thomas, 113: "The kingdom of
> heaven is spread out upon the earth, and men see it not."
Um, OK.
I just watched a YouTubers thingie of Celia Cruz
singing "Guantamera" on TV in what must have been
around 1964. She brings to life more true beauty
(of person, of soul, of dignity, of joy) in that 3
minutes than Christina Rossetti and her dumbass
brother Danny did in their entire careers combined.
So what's next from Jess? Life affirming quotations
from the works of Judith Viorst and Richard Bach?
Arne
>I just watched a YouTubers thingie of Celia Cruz
>singing "Guantamera" on TV in what must have been
>around 1964. She brings to life more true beauty
>(of person, of soul, of dignity, of joy) in that 3
>minutes than Christina Rossetti and her dumbass
>brother Danny did in their entire careers combined.
>
>So what's next from Jess? Life affirming quotations
>from the works of Judith Viorst and Richard Bach?
El es un hombre sincero, de donde crece el hielo!
Lee Rudolph
> Arne Adolfsen <adol...@earthlink.net> writes:
> >I just watched a YouTubers thingie of Celia Cruz
> >singing "Guantamera"
Add a "na" in there.
> >on TV in what must have been
> >around 1964. She brings to life more true beauty
> >(of person, of soul, of dignity, of joy) in that 3
> >minutes than Christina Rossetti and her dumbass
> >brother Danny did in their entire careers combined.
> >
> >So what's next from Jess? Life affirming quotations
> >from the works of Judith Viorst and Richard Bach?
> El es un hombre sincero, de donde crece el hielo!
Si, senor! And let the eagle soar like it never has
before! (Thank you Johnny Asscrack!) Did anyone
else hear Orrin Hatch's Hannukah song that was
unleashed on an unsuspecting public this holiday
season? If it had been on the soundtrack of a
Christopher Guest film I'd have said Guest "jumped
the shark" or whatever that cliche is and that no
one could ever have written and recorded a song so
beyond parody as to defy Mother Nature herself.
BTW, it appears that the bf and I will be
luncheoning at Ciudad, the Food Network's Two Hot
Tamales chefs Mary Sue Milliken and Susan Feniger's
downtown pan-Latin place. Great ceviche, great
flan, great margaritas, and ass-kickingly
fabulantastic caipirinhas. (Have I already bored
everyone with my story about eating at
Milliken/Feniger's original Border Grill
"restaurant", which was a storefront next door to LA
Eyeworks on Melrose where I was fitted for my first
pair of glasses? They didn't have a stove and
instead cooked everything on hibachis in the alley
behind the restaurant. Now they're famous and have
fancy-shmancy restaurants all over the place and TV
shows and cookbooks and everything. Sigh. I knew
them when.)
Arne
> I just watched a YouTubers thingie of Celia Cruz
> singing "Guantamera" on TV in what must have been
> around 1964. She brings to life more true beauty
> (of person, of soul, of dignity, of joy) in that 3
> minutes than Christina Rossetti and her dumbass
> brother Danny did in their entire careers combined.
Not intending to defend Rosetti, but I think this quote is priceless
coming from the person who declared:
I think Ketelby gives Delius a run for his money.
More evidence of twisted esthetics is hardly needed.
(I agree with the comments on Shaw's music criticism, though)
--
David W. Fenton http://www.dfenton.com/
usenet at dfenton dot com http://www.dfenton.com/DFA/
> Not intending to defend Rosetti,
Christina's ouevre is completely indefensible as far
as I'm concerned. Her brother Dante's graphic works
are vaguely interesting in that Pre-Raphaelite way,
but in the final reckoning are not really my kind of
thing. In any case, I was reacting to an idiotic
put down of GB Shaw's musical knowledge and taste
which was immediately followed by a banal platitude
penned by La Rossetti. I assume Jess approves of
and agrees with the Rossetti quotation since he
appended it to his posting. Hence my guess that
we'll soon read quotes from the authors of "Mother
Doesn't Want a Dog" and _Jonathan Livingston
Seagull_ in Jess's .signature file soon.
> but I think this quote is priceless
> coming from the person who declared:
>
> I think Ketelby gives Delius a run for his money.
>
> More evidence of twisted esthetics is hardly needed.
Oh, please. Ever hear of sarcasm, Dave? (And you
have to admit that that was a pretty funny line.
It's one of my own favorites of wisecracks I've made
over the years.)
> (I agree with the comments on Shaw's music criticism, though)
Shaw's music criticism is matchless. My ex also
owns a copy of the 3-volume complete Shaw music
criticism and I talked with him about this business
last night. As he pointed out, you can verify for
yourself a lot of what Shaw wrote about from the
recordings made at the turn of the 20th century (and
from shortly before and a few decades after) of the
very people he was reviewing. Arthur Nikisch made
recordings. Ernestine Schumann-Heink made
recordings. Hell, there's even a recording of a
girlish-sounding Johannes Brahms.
I wound up waking up really early this morning and
decided to watch the YouTubers to kill time before
getting all pretty and stuff for my lunch date with
the bf. What's better at 6:00AM than selections
from the _Elektra_ video with Leonie Rysanek
conducted by Karl Boehm? I liked it better this
time around than I did when it was first broadcast
on the TV 20 or so years ago. Rysanek is not a
natural Elektra, but she's excellent. Astrid Varnay
is still my dream Elektra, but she's a frightening,
terrifying and terrified Klytaemnestra in the Boehm
video. In recordings, Inge Borkh is pretty
electrifying in the role (and Rysanek, singing
Chrysothemis to Borkh's Elektra at the Met, used to
complain about Borkh's Lesbianic groping of her
during their scenes together). I'm not wild about
Birgit Nilsson's recording, but Marie Collier is
pretty thrilling on it. Hildegard Behrens? Not to
speak ill of the recently dead, but feh. I don't
know. Maybe Bouncey will record it with Kanye West
as Orest and Mo'nique as Klytaemnestra.
So the bf and I wound up at Golden City Seafood in
Chinatown for lunch today. Of the dozens and dozens
of restaurants in Chinatown, Golden City is one of
the best of the Hong Kong seafood places that isn't
a dim sum palace, plus they offer some Sichuan-,
Hunan- and Beijing-style dishes. As usual, we were
the only round-eyes there and it was packed and
noisy and no one appeared to speak English so we had
to point to what we wanted. Hot and sour soup (not
the best I've ever had, but not bad), kung pao
shrimp (more than a dozen really large, almost
jumbo, shrimp, half a pound of peanuts, tons of hot
peppers and Sichuan peppercorns; delish), and orange
peel chicken (I'm used to orange peel beef, but the
chicken version was excellent). All that for under
$7.50 each (including rice, tea, etc.). For dessert
we walked down through the ye olde Chinatown mall
(see Polanski's _Chinatowan_ for visuals) for
pastries at the Phoenix Bakery. The bf had the
chocolate "Mary Ann", a kind of super-delicate
cupcake with bittersweet chocolate whipped cream; I
had the Napoleon (the fresh whipped cream in
addition to the custard surprised me). All in all,
not a bad afternoon. But it was *COLD*! It didn't
get above 78F!
And now I've spent the past four hours half-watching
_Law and Order: Special Victims Unit_ reruns. You'd
think I don't have a life.
Arne
"David W. Fenton" wrote:
> Arne Adolfsen <adol...@earthlink.net> wrote in
> news:4B42C5DA...@earthlink.net:
> > I just watched a YouTubers thingie of Celia Cruz
> > singing "Guantamera" on TV in what must have been
> > around 1964. She brings to life more true beauty
> > (of person, of soul, of dignity, of joy) in that 3
> > minutes than Christina Rossetti and her dumbass
> > brother Danny did in their entire careers combined.
> Not intending to defend Rosetti, but I think this quote is priceless
> coming from the person who declared:
>
> I think Ketelby gives Delius a run for his money.
> More evidence of twisted esthetics is hardly needed.
I just watched a couple other YouTubers videos of
Celia Cruz -- in particular "Egoismo" where she's
sausaged into a mermaid-like evening gown and posed
against a cheap-looking Cape Cod-ish set, for
instance -- and I still think she was the most
beautiful woman who ever lived. And name me ANYONE
today who's a better vocalist in any genre from
opera to zydeco than Celia Cruz. It's Cruz's
self-possession, and, I don't know, joy in just
being herself that blows my socks off, on top of her
sheer vocal talent. Ketelby and Delius are scummy
and dirty dishwater swirling down the drain in
comparison.
But Dave, you go out and blow your mind with
Peruvian pan-flute panhandlers any time you want.
Arne
P.S. Next time I go to Pink's (like, when
pterodactyls fly out of my butt) I'll order a
Gustavo "Dude Dog" Dudamel hot dog in your honor.
And promptly throw it into the trash.
> All in all,
> not a bad afternoon. But it was *COLD*! It didn't
> get above 78F!
>
> And now I've spent the past four hours half-watching
> _Law and Order: Special Victims Unit_ reruns. You'd
> think I don't have a life.
Sounds like we must be twins separated at birth.