Very Important Day In History

[Delmonico]

I don't need samples to remind me.

And if the Japs would have bombed the pineapple fields instead of the battleships I would not have seen any problem with it.

[Texas Lawdog]

Well, That just leaves more for me to eat. I like the fresh pineapple for breakfast instead of juice.

[Delmonico]

Well, That just leaves more for me to eat. I like the fresh pineapple for breakfast instead of juice.

You can have all them along with all them other weird tropical fruits except bannanas and citrus, thing like the avacodos, guavas, mangos, papaya, star fruit and any of the others, all taste like rotten muskmelon except pineapple which tastes like rotten green muskmelon.

[Leo Tanner]

He can keep the pomegranits too.  They's too much work an too dang messy.

[Texas Lawdog]

LEO, They are messy to eat but I still like the juice.

[Leo Tanner]

LEO, They are messy to eat but I still like the juice.

I guess the juice don't stick in yer teeth either

[Texas Lawdog]

The Moose loves fresh fruit so there is always some in the fridge.  SHe likes guavas and papayas especially,along with pineapples. Victoria loves citrus fruits, especially the orange family and Texas Ruby Red grapefruit.

[Ozark Tracker]

Tomorrow Feb. 3 1959

The day the Music Died

Buddy Holly,  dies in plane crash


It's hard to believe it was 50 years ago,  just saw  a bit on the news,  said he recorded for a year and a half.  music still lives on.

[Tensleep]

 

[Leo Tanner]

The best Buddy song IMO is Rock Around With Ollie Vee.  He's really goin at it on that one.  Thanks ta Don McClean fer carin enough ta immortalize him in song.

[Ozark Tracker]

it does always bring Buddy Holly to mind.


A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they�d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I�d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn�t take one more step.

I can�t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
Singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock �n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you�re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin� in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin� buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin�,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
And singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we�ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin� stone,
But that�s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
And singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
And singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil�s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan�s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
And singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I�d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn�t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
Singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die.
"this�ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin� whiskey and rye
Singin�, "this�ll be the day that I die."

[Leo Tanner]

You can really pick that song apart and see refferences to a lot of bands that came along after the crash.  There was plenty of good music after that, but the innocence was gone.

[Ozark Tracker]

I thought some about it the other night when we were talking about it, before the mid 60's there were sock hops, roller skating rinks,  we moved with that music, danced, skated,   after the mid 60's music was listened to more, we were moving in a different way, we were mobil and we listened to it on the go. tune it in on your radio, we got 4 tracks, 8 tracks, we took it with us.

[Leo Tanner]

Now there's the I-Pod.  Asked ma daughter what she was listenin ta taday an she said "Bill Hailey". 
I was proud

[Ozark Tracker]

in the 50's you had to have the record and player, you didn't have all the music to go.

you know you always have memories about the songs you grow up with, going to the skating rink was some of the first memories of some of the 50's songs,  everytime I hear the lion sleeps tonight,  I think about the roller rink over in Muskogee and Marylin Smith and the neat way she moved when she skated.   

[Tensleep]

Two songs remind me of the skating rink...

Deep Purple and Twilight Time

[Ozark Tracker]

those skating rinks were some good hangouts back in the day,  I had an uncle that liked to skate and he'd take us over there on Friday or Saturday nights from the time I was 8 or 9,  never was a good skater, but it was too much fun to pass up, even on up in my teenage years.

[Leo Tanner]

We bowled.  Balieve it or not, a young gal can look right sessy bowlin when yer all of 16

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Buddy Holly - September 7, 1936 - February 3, 1959

Back in the time when our parents were trying to save us from the evil Rock and Roll.

Still remember Sister Carmalita telling us it was the Devil's Music!

[Texas Lawdog]

It seems to me that we didn't get ruint too bad listenin' to all that evil music.