Here is a 4 1/2 minute segment from last night Saturday Night Oldies that features my singing performance of the Car 54 Where Are You theme song.
http://www.4shared.com/file/47202439/a22e983a/Car54.html
Bruce Slutsky was born in New York City in 1949. I retired 8 years ago after working as a Science/Engineering Librarian at the New Jersey Institute of Technology in Newark for 25 years. I was married to Karen until she passed away in February 2021. I have a son Lee who is now 38 years old. I am very much interested in the popular music of the 1960s, especially Bob Dylan and the Beatles. I am interested in rock and roll radio. I am an enthusiastic fan of the New York Mets.
Here is a 4 1/2 minute segment from last night Saturday Night Oldies that features my singing performance of the Car 54 Where Are You theme song.
http://www.4shared.com/file/47202439/a22e983a/Car54.html
Regular readers of this journal may have noticed in the space for Music I am Listening To, I often list a channel from XM Radio. I have grappled for a few years now whether I shoud purchase a radio for $100+ and subscription for $12.95/month. For a few years I was able to get XM Radio online with my AOL subscription. This deal ended on April 30th. I decided to pay $2.99/month for the next 6 months to get the online version. If I got the radio, I would be able to get the talk stations. Let's see how this works out.
The Met bats finally came to life today as they beat the Cincinnati Reds 12 -6 in the first game of a day-night doubleheader. We were sitting in section 10 of the Upper Deck which is a no alchohol section. Why should I pay $8 for a beer at Shea when I can drink one for $1 at home. Anyway my section got free Bubba Berger t-shirts and appeared for a few seconds on the big TV screen in center field. The Distinguished Professor dropped by in the bottom of the 7th inning.
Here is the box score
Relationships (non-romantic) can end abruptly or they just fade away whether they are virtual or real. Sometimes two people can have an argument which leads to an abrupt end of the relationship. Other times you just see each other less and less often and then finally never. Two people can work at the same organization and be very close. When one leaves, the two keep in touch for a while, and then eventually not at all. I remember being very friendly with Mike when we were both students at City College until we graduated in 1972. I kept in touch with him until 1976 when I moved to Connecticut. In 1998 I was sitting on a plane to Washington, DC and he walked passed me. I didn’t say anything. What do you say to someone you haven’t seen in over 20 years. When I lived in New Jersey I was very friendly with Jay. We met in 1975 and even kept in touch when I moved to Connecticut. We exchanged letters (no e-mail in those days) and phone calls quite regularly and even vacationed together in 1977 in Cape Cod. In 1978 we had an argument and our friendship ended quite abruptly. I’ll never forget the “Dear John Letter” I got from him that summer. It turned out to be for the better. I guess virtual relationships can end gradually or abruptly as well.
Thursday May 8th is the Birthday of Dave DuBrow from Chicago. Although he grew up in New Haven, Ct and now lives in the midwest Dave is a great enthusiast of New York Radio growing up listening to WABC and WNEW-FM. He even uses a defunct radio station with its frequency WAPP1035 as his screen name. I won't ask how old he is. I gave some thought today over which Bob Dylan song I should dedicate to Dave. It is My Back Pages that was originally recorded by Bob in 1964 on Another Side of Bob Dylan. The Byrds did a terrific cover of it a few years later.
On October 16, 1992 there was a concert at Madison Square Garden to honor Dylan on his 30th anniversary in the music business. One of the show stoppers was My Back Pages sung by Tom Petty, George Harrison Neil Young, Eric Clapton, Bob Dylan, and Roger Mcguinn. It can be downloaded below.
My Back Pages
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is justequality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Copyright © 1964; renewed 1992 Special Rider Music
Back in 1967 there were many psychedelic hit singles. One was I Had too Much To Dream Last Night by a one hit wonder group called the Electric Prunes. When you do dream too much, you forget what you dream about. I generally remember dreams that happen close to my normal wake up time.
If you want an mp3 of this hit you can get it from:
Here are the lyrics:
Last night your shadow fell upon my lonely room
I touched your golden hair and tasted your perfume
Your eyes were filled with love the way they used to be
Your gentle hand reached out to comfort me
Then came the dawn
And you were gone
You were gone, gone, gone
I had too much to dream last night
Too much to dream
I'm not ready to face the light
I had too much to dream
Last night
Last night
The room was empty as I staggered from my bed
I could not bear the image racing through my head
You were so real that I could feel your eagerness
And when you raised your lips for me to kiss
Came the dawn
And you were gone
You were gone, gone, gone
[repeat chorus 2X]
Oh, too much to dream
Oh, too much to dream
Too much to dream last night
Oh, too much to dream
[repeat to fade]