Sometimes I felt like a pinball, whipped through the world by the electrical impulses of the music tracks. Recently, surfing through the internet, I discovered a digital jukebox, featuring all those titles of the sixties, heard during my first lessons in the dance school: http://upchucky.com/JukeCity/1960/player.html. For 1960: Save the last dance for me, Drifters – Are you lonesome tonight, Elvis – At last, Etta James – Cathys Clown, Everly Brothers – Georgia on my mind, Ray Charles – I’m sorry, Brenda Lee – Only the lonely, Roy Orbison – The Twist, Chubby Checker – Will you love me tomorrow, The Shirelles – Wonderful world, Sam Cooke etc. – nowadays, retired, it’s a pleasure to write from the desktop inmidst a luxury of silence about those teenager experiences …
photo by foxysangels143 / annie laurier, sent to my group BLOG IT – click on the picture to enter her galleries on flickr
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Dear Frizz!!!
I am so happy…The nº1 for the 8 of November of 1960 was “Georgia on my mind I am now listening to it…It is one of my favourite songs….I was born just 4 years later…
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Those were the days my friend i’d thought would never end ….
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The sound of my youth
And i love this songs now allways like in this time
And the ladies from this time
are in the third youth
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you still have that Wurlitzer jukebox, Wolfgang?
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danke dietmar
hab das foto ganz vergessen
der wurlitzer steht bei einem freund in der guten stube und ist voll mit original alten platten ( leider nur schnulzen und kein blues
lg wolfgang
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Every jukebox should come with eye candy! Glad you like upchucky.
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thank you for the link to upchucky, dear ideflex!
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You are most welcome – if I come across anything similar I’ll send you the link!
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thanks to “foxysangels143″
/ Annie in Paris
for her great jukebox photos!
title: “need it ?”
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i have great memories of juke boxes!
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Oh, how I loved ‘Cathy’s Clown’ and anything Elvis, of course. 🙂
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Oh, weren’t they awful? Love it! Watched the whole song and got goosebumps all over. 😀 Thanks sooo much. xx
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These are great tunes! My dad introduced me to that era of music while I was still wearing diapers. For the longest time I thought that was the only type of music that existed. Great music indeed.
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I’m a little too young but love the Drifters and Sam Cooke!
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nearly 3 million clicks on youtube:
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and how about this charming karaoke trio, performing sam cooke:
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Amazing flashback isn’t it?
Someone sent me that link a while back and it plays in the background whenever I am online 🙂
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Lovely jukebox indeed… 🙂 😉
Music, that’s live… 🙂
For me it’s hard to say what kind of music is best
– it all depends on my mood at the time… 😉
Music are like coffee, the taste it changes during the day… 🙂
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“If you can learn from hard knocks,
you can learn from soft touches too”
(Carolyn Kenmore)
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about the differences between
The Rolling Stones and
The Beatles …
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country honk by the Rolling Stones:
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and we did the twist ….
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Frizz it’s great to have cherished moments of your past to remember. I will certainly remember this November 16 (not the date but the experience) when I personally met Jorge Marin, a Mexican sculptor whose work of art I admire. You can see one of his winged bronze sculptures here http://mariannegv.wordpress.com/2012/11/21/weekly-photo-challenge-green/
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hi Marianne,
a big green angel!
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Ah yes, the old pinball machine – being whipped around, not knowing which path will be your next. A metaphor for life sometimes.
I remember the small jukebox selection devices that used to be at each table in some restaurants, the ones where you could flip through all the music options. I haven’t seen those for a long time.
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thank you for:
“… the old pinball machine –
being whipped around,
not knowing which path will be your next.
..”A metaphor for life sometimes.
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