Thursday, February 28, 2013

"Are You Going To..."



Scarborough Fair...?"

(Parsley, Sage, Rosemary, and Thyme...)

When I arrived home from work this evening, a neighbor that seldom talks to me asked if I could help her... her daughter had broken a string on her mandolin... she needed it to be re-strung and tuned.   I've never tinkered with a mandolin, although I would love to own one... and told her I would be glad to do that for her...

I love music and many things musical...



Tonight, Turner Classic Movies ran 'The Graduate'... what a great movie... what an even greater cast... and what an even GREATER sound track!!!!  I had forgotten much of the music and even more of the movie...


Anne Bancroft...  Dustin Hoffman... Katherine Ross... Murry Hamilton.  After the presentation, they ran the list of actors that were originally desired or who had turned down different roles.  I simply don't think the movie could have worked.

Originally, for Mrs. Robinson, they wanted Doris Day... 

WTF?!

For Ben Braddock, they wanted Robert Redford...

WTF?!?!

They wanted Gene Hackman to play the role of Elaine Robinson's Dad...

WTF?!?!?!?!

Mrs. Robinson, you are trying to seduce me...


... aren't you?


Think about all of the taboos in this movie... having sex with the mother of your girl friend, granted, that he later met Elaine... but still, strange... but I guess stuff like this does happen.

Could you be involved with someone... marry someone... who had sex with one of your parents??

What if you had sex with one of your parents' friends??


At the end of the movie, Ben is able to break up Elaine's wedding... of course, at the time, the bride and groom ARE kissing... so that would have to indicate that the vows had been made... no??

Ben and Elaine escape the church and end up in the back of a bus... leaving the scene of the crime (so to speak)...  and their smiling faces start to fade to more forlorn looks... at least for Elaine's part. Maybe she was second guessing her decisions...

This scene reminds me of the last scene in 'Midnight Cowboy' with Dustin Hoffman and Jon Voight...

  
... where Joe Buck and Ratso Rizzo ride off into the sunset...


'... echos the sound of silence...'

I can't think of a movie that has a more profound sound track...

The lyrics, phrasing and timing in 'Scarborough Fair' are as close as I can come to being haunted by a song...  it's as if two songs are being sung at the same time...

I think this post is more about the music, than it is the movie...

I have felt fragile as of late...

The issues with the loss of my Dad... 

That I should probably have resolved by now...

and then these wonderful songs that allow an escape.

I've been neglectful of your blogs.

I will feel better soon...

~shoes~

Friday, February 22, 2013

"February 22nd..."





I want to share with you... 

some photos that are dear to me.



This little fellow is wearing his Christening Gown...

How old would you guess he is?

Three months??

I'm not sure...

This is the same little fellow

at the age of six.  He is next to his sister

who was twelve.

Look at her shoes...

Look at his trousers.


This is the same young fellow at the age of fourteen.

The eyes...

They don't change.

These are photographs of my Dad... 



He loved his Mother so...

Dad died seventeen years ago tonight...

I would love to say that it's gotten easier.

It has...

to an extent.

I sure miss him.

~Jim~

Friday, February 15, 2013

"Post Valentine's Day..."




I'm better today, thank you...

The whole thing about yesterday's post had to do with the fact that my Dad had a stroke on Valentine's Day seventeen years ago... which resulted in his death eight days later.

That event set SO many things into action that still affect me to day...  I guess yesterday's post was just  my acknowledgement of that...


... and so it goes.


Now...

Here's what you would normally expect from me...

Enjoy...












Post Happy Valentine's Day...

~shoes~

Thursday, February 14, 2013

"Valentine's Day..."







I miss you, Dad...

Each and every single day...

The events that were set in motion
on February 14, 1996, still
reverberate today.

That was the most difficult time of my Life.

I hope that I have done something in my life...

with my life...

that has made you proud...

You are always in my thoughts...





~Jim~


Monday, February 4, 2013

"When I Get Older..."





Losing my hair…

Many years from now…


Will you still be sending me Valentines...
Birthday Greetings, Bottle of Wine...

A little old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlor and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a stool.. After catching his breath, he ordered a banana split. 
The waitress asked kindly, 'Crushed nuts?'
 
'No,' he replied, 'Arthritis.'

A man was telling his neighbor, 'I just bought a new hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but it's state of the art.. It's perfect.' 
'Really,' answered the neighbor . 'What kind is it?'
 
'
 Twelve thirty..' 

Three old guys are out walking. 
First one says, 'Windy, isn't it?'
 
Second one says, 'No, it's Thursday!'
 
Third one says, 'So am I. Let's go get a beer..'



BAH...

Humbug!!!!!

~shoes~