Religion and Ethics Forum
General Category => Literature, Music, Art & Entertainment => Topic started by: Anchorman on May 13, 2019, 02:20:33 PM
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Doris Day dies.
Doris Day Dies (https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-48257670?ocid=socialflow_facebook&ns_campaign=bbcnews&ns_mchannel=social&ns_source=facebook&fbclid=IwAR2iOtD5j_EHBlfMXXUey5asXlRe4vcGPYKZ6W2QnhyPIHztWGFIyqPuoSc&fbclid=IwAR2mWR4SGOlL-NkyotIZxq1eTwPmwNiUi0eKqH6kymLo6_P4tVMt8lhxc4k&fbclid=IwAR0OzLwyPkDsoCBn2TifbKF1nLKd1hLv-HP4LW0i44UKWuQWeNDRdgRR5xs&fbclid=IwAR3vfHUz9X245gaAiGjdxfpNK0HnzCp3Ws1IPmOHE-dzx93mmc2gK223v8k)
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Sad, but not entirely a surprise at the age of 97.
Her voice was remarkable. I liked her screen persona. In later life she dedicated herself to animal welfare. She sounded ok to me.
Once I had a secret love
That lived within the heart of me
All too soon my secret love
Became impatient to be free
So I told a friendly star
The way that dreamers often do
Just how wonderful you are
And why I'm so in love with you
Now I shout it from the highest hills
Even told the golden daffodils
At last my heart's an open door
And my secret love is no secret anymore
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Yes, she did seem really lovely and how great to reach such an age.
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I think I was in love with her when I was about 14, or at least her screen persona. She radiated cheerfulness, and she felt safe, not too sexy. There has been some interesting feminist stuff on her toughness with men, on screen again. Off-screen, a bit of a disaster, I think she lost all her money. And that voice, like cream and honey. I remember my mum singing her songs.
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I went to a singalong Calamity Jane in the Glasgow Film Theatre a couple of years ago, was just joyful.
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I went to a singalong Calamity Jane in the Glasgow Film Theatre a couple of years ago, was just joyful.
Yep.
Still worth a watch.
They don't make 'em like that anymore.
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Sad, but not entirely a surprise at the age of 97.
Her voice was remarkable. I liked her screen persona. In later life she dedicated herself to animal welfare. She sounded ok to me.
Once I had a secret love
That lived within the heart of me
All too soon my secret love
Became impatient to be free
So I told a friendly star
The way that dreamers often do
Just how wonderful you are
And why I'm so in love with you
Now I shout it from the highest hills
Even told the golden daffodils
At last my heart's an open door
And my secret love is no secret anymore
I shall be playing that at the dance my wife and I run on Sunday, which will hopefully evoke nostalgic and happy memories in the minds of the dancers. :)
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"I knew Doris Day before she was a virgin" - Groucho Marx