Bob Dylan's Theme Time Radio Hour
(extended 90-minute episode)
Original Airdate November 19, 2008
Mp3 @ 256 kbps/ 136 MB/ RS + ES
Absolute Sound Recorder > Sound Forge 6.0 > FLAC Frontend
Theme Time Radio Hour, your home for domination Dreams, Territorial Themes and Skirmish Schemes
He did his show under the name "The Singing Fisherman". I should have used that name.
- Bob Dylan
They take this day so seriously, it's the only day in the year that the bars are closed
- Bob Dylan
He went from Joe Tex to Joseph X.
- Bob Dylan
Tell me, tell me, weary soldier from the rude and stirring wars,
Was my brother in the battle where you gained those noble scars?
He was ever brave and valiant, and I know he never fled.
Was his name among the wounded or numbered with the dead?
Was my brother in the battle when the tide of war ran high?
You would know him in a thousand by his dark and flashing eye.
Tell me. tell me, weary soldier, will he never come gain,
Did he suffer 'mid the wounded or die among the slain?
Was my brother in the battle when the noble Highland host
Were so wrongfully outnumbered on the Carolina coast?
Did he struggle for the Union 'mid the thunder and the rain,
Till he fell among the brave on a bleak Virginia plain?
Oh, I'm sure that he was dauntless and his courage ne'er would lag
While contending for the honor of our dear and cherished flag.
Was my brother in the battle when the flag of Erin came
To the rescue of our banner and protection of our fame,
While the fleet from off the waters poured out terror and dismay
Till the bold and erring foe fell like leaves on Autumn day?
When the bugle called to battle and the cannon deeply roared,
Oh! I wish I could have seen him draw his sharp and glittering sword.
- by Stephen Foster
I don't know why they called it the Civil War. It was hardly civil!
- Bob Dylan
He wasn't the first Attila the Hun.
- Bob Dylan
Got your letter today
And I miss you all so much, here
I can't wait to see you all
And I'm counting the days, dear
I still believe that there's gold
At the end of the world
And I'll come home
To Illinois
On the day after tomorrow
It is so hard
And it's cold here
And I'm tired of taking orders
And I miss old Rockford town
Up by the Wisconsin border
But I miss you won't believe
Shoveling snow and raking leaves
And my plane will touch tomorrow
On the day after tomorrow
I close my eyes
Every night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies
Everyone buys
About what it means to be a soldier
I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel
About all the blood that's been spilled
Look out on the street
Get me back home
On the day after tomorrow
You can't deny
The other side
Don't want to die
Any more than we do
What I'm trying to say,
Is don't they pray
To the same God that we do?
Tell me, how does God choose?
Whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the wheel?
And who throws the dice
On the day after tomorrow?
Mmmmmmm...
I'm not fighting
For justice
I am not fighting
For freedom
I am fighting
For my life
And another day
In the world here
I just do what I've been told
You're just the gravel on the road
And the one's that are lucky
One's come home
On the day after tomorrow
And the summer
It too will fade
And with it comes the winter's frost, dear
And I know we too are made
Of all the things that we have lost here
I'll be twenty-one today
I've been saving all my pay
And my plane will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
And my plane it will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
- Tom Waits
There's a lot of abbreviations in that song
- Bob Dylan
When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli
It well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again
Oh those that were living just tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
I never knew there was worse things than dying
Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me
They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the Band played Waltzing Matilda
When they carried us down the gangway
Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
Then they turned all their faces away
Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
-Eric Bogle
Wilco is the name of a band.
- Bob Dylan
Sun Tzu, smart fella.
- Bob Dylan
More and more people were becoming victims of photography.
- Bob Dylan
Of course, loads of wonderful and typically eclectic music too!
From great Calaypso to R&B to jazz to country to rock n'roll to pop to rockabilly to soul ... and everything in between!
You know what you don't see anymore? Celebrities fighting in a war.
- Bob Dylan
More great songs this week.
Not least, another surreal Jerry Lee doing Shakespeare, and the track Let A Soldier Drink!
We loved the manic sounding calypso of The Horrors Of War by the wonderfully titled Atilla The Hun!
And the great Tom Waits track Day After Tomorrow, which we are ashamed to say we hadn't heard before!
A few mawkish moments though, primarily the Buffy Saint-Marie track.
All in all though, a supremely enjoyable show!
Oddly there was no outro! Were really hoping Bob is coming back next week!
I'd forgotten all about this song. Til I heard it the other day in Walmart.
- Bob Dylan
He has the same middle name as Smokey the Bear.
- Bob Dylan
Not all mercenaries are American.
- Bob Dylan
That honour goes to the Scourge of the Gods.
- Bob Dylan
I don't want to tell you who it is, cos I might end up getting in trouble.
- Bob Dylan
John Paul Jones, who took time off from Led Zeppelin to be an admiral in the Russia navy ....
- Bob Dylan
Tracklisting
Disc One
1. Intro
2. G.I. Jive - Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five (1943)
3. Fightin' In The War With Spain - Wilmer Watts & The Lonely Eagles (c.1929)
4. Searching For A Soldier's Grave - The Bailes Brothers (1945)
5. The Horrors Of War - Atilla The Hun (1938-40)
6. And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - Eric Bogle (1971)
7. The Battle of New Orleans - Johnny Horton (1959)
8. Was My Brother In The Battle ? - Kate and Anna McGarrigle (1991)
9. Drive Soldiers Drive - Little Maxie Bailey (1953)
10. The Cold War With You - Floyd Tillman (1949)
11. Universal Soldier - Buffy Saint-Marie (1964)
Disc Two
12. I Believe I'm Gonna Make It - Joe Tex (1966)
13. Let A Soldier Drink - Jerry Lee Lewis (1968)
14. Buffalo Soldier - Bob Marley & The Wailers (1983)
15. The Forgotten Soldier Boy - The Monroe Brothers (1936)
16. Day After Tomorrow - Tom Waits (2004)
17. Bring the Boys Home - Freda Payne (1971)
18. Peace - Los Lobos (1992)
The full show on one mp3;
http://www.sendspace.com/file/r3jr2d
Season 3
Episode 6
War
(extended 90-minute episode)
Original Airdate November 19, 2008
Mp3 @ 256 kbps/ 136 MB/ RS + ES
Absolute Sound Recorder > Sound Forge 6.0 > FLAC Frontend
A soldier's a man,
O, man's life's but a span,
Why then, let a soldier drink.
(Othello | Act 2, Scene 3)
- Willy the Shake
Theme Time Radio Hour, your home for domination Dreams, Territorial Themes and Skirmish Schemes
He did his show under the name "The Singing Fisherman". I should have used that name.- Bob Dylan
They take this day so seriously, it's the only day in the year that the bars are closed
- Bob Dylan
He went from Joe Tex to Joseph X.
- Bob Dylan
Was my brother in the battle where you gained those noble scars?
He was ever brave and valiant, and I know he never fled.
Was his name among the wounded or numbered with the dead?
Was my brother in the battle when the tide of war ran high?
You would know him in a thousand by his dark and flashing eye.
Tell me. tell me, weary soldier, will he never come gain,
Did he suffer 'mid the wounded or die among the slain?
Was my brother in the battle when the noble Highland host
Were so wrongfully outnumbered on the Carolina coast?
Did he struggle for the Union 'mid the thunder and the rain,
Till he fell among the brave on a bleak Virginia plain?
Oh, I'm sure that he was dauntless and his courage ne'er would lag
While contending for the honor of our dear and cherished flag.
Was my brother in the battle when the flag of Erin came
To the rescue of our banner and protection of our fame,
While the fleet from off the waters poured out terror and dismay
Till the bold and erring foe fell like leaves on Autumn day?
When the bugle called to battle and the cannon deeply roared,
Oh! I wish I could have seen him draw his sharp and glittering sword.
- by Stephen Foster
I don't know why they called it the Civil War. It was hardly civil!
- Bob Dylan
He wasn't the first Attila the Hun.
- Bob Dylan
Got your letter today
And I miss you all so much, here
I can't wait to see you all
And I'm counting the days, dear
I still believe that there's gold
At the end of the world
And I'll come home
To Illinois
On the day after tomorrow
It is so hard
And it's cold here
And I'm tired of taking orders
And I miss old Rockford town
Up by the Wisconsin border
But I miss you won't believe
Shoveling snow and raking leaves
And my plane will touch tomorrow
On the day after tomorrow
I close my eyes
Every night
And I dream that I can hold you
They fill us full of lies
Everyone buys
About what it means to be a soldier
I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel
About all the blood that's been spilled
Look out on the street
Get me back home
On the day after tomorrow
You can't deny
The other side
Don't want to die
Any more than we do
What I'm trying to say,
Is don't they pray
To the same God that we do?
Tell me, how does God choose?
Whose prayers does he refuse?
Who turns the wheel?
And who throws the dice
On the day after tomorrow?
Mmmmmmm...
I'm not fighting
For justice
I am not fighting
For freedom
I am fighting
For my life
And another day
In the world here
I just do what I've been told
You're just the gravel on the road
And the one's that are lucky
One's come home
On the day after tomorrow
And the summer
It too will fade
And with it comes the winter's frost, dear
And I know we too are made
Of all the things that we have lost here
I'll be twenty-one today
I've been saving all my pay
And my plane will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
And my plane it will touch down
On the day after tomorrow
- Tom Waits
There's a lot of abbreviations in that song
- Bob Dylan
When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli
It well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again
Oh those that were living just tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
I never knew there was worse things than dying
Oh no more I'll go Waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me
They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And when the ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thank Christ there was no one there waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the Band played Waltzing Matilda
When they carried us down the gangway
Oh nobody cheered, they just stood there and stared
Then they turned all their faces away
Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the billabong
-Eric Bogle
Wilco is the name of a band.
- Bob Dylan
Sun Tzu, smart fella.
- Bob Dylan
Dylan's magnificent and seminal Theme Time Radio Hour series continues into Season 3 with this wonderful extended 90-minute episode on the light theme of War !
More and more people were becoming victims of photography.- Bob Dylan
A wonderful show starting with a fantastic opening montage, instead of the normal Ellen Barkin soliloquy.
We love how they put a screaming manic Hitler after a snip of GW Bush announcing deployment of 20,000 extra troops to Iraq!!
The wide ranging matters touched upon include stuff like the liberation of Cuba and others from Spain, to the tragedy of Gallipoli, to buffalo soldiers and the Civil War, to the Kennedys - John, Robert and George! - to a mad joke about Sly Stallone, to Jerry Lee Lewis in Shakespeare, to Cold Wars, to John Paul Jones from Led Zeppelin, to a nice piece on Joe Tex, to Sun Tzu and his Art of War, to celebrities fighting in wars.
And much much more!
We love how they put a screaming manic Hitler after a snip of GW Bush announcing deployment of 20,000 extra troops to Iraq!!
The wide ranging matters touched upon include stuff like the liberation of Cuba and others from Spain, to the tragedy of Gallipoli, to buffalo soldiers and the Civil War, to the Kennedys - John, Robert and George! - to a mad joke about Sly Stallone, to Jerry Lee Lewis in Shakespeare, to Cold Wars, to John Paul Jones from Led Zeppelin, to a nice piece on Joe Tex, to Sun Tzu and his Art of War, to celebrities fighting in wars.
And much much more!
Of course, loads of wonderful and typically eclectic music too!
From great Calaypso to R&B to jazz to country to rock n'roll to pop to rockabilly to soul ... and everything in between!
You know what you don't see anymore? Celebrities fighting in a war.
- Bob Dylan
More great songs this week.
Not least, another surreal Jerry Lee doing Shakespeare, and the track Let A Soldier Drink!
We loved the manic sounding calypso of The Horrors Of War by the wonderfully titled Atilla The Hun!
And the great Tom Waits track Day After Tomorrow, which we are ashamed to say we hadn't heard before!
A few mawkish moments though, primarily the Buffy Saint-Marie track.
All in all though, a supremely enjoyable show!
Oddly there was no outro! Were really hoping Bob is coming back next week!
I'd forgotten all about this song. Til I heard it the other day in Walmart.
- Bob Dylan
He has the same middle name as Smokey the Bear.
- Bob Dylan
Not all mercenaries are American.
- Bob Dylan
That honour goes to the Scourge of the Gods.
- Bob Dylan
I don't want to tell you who it is, cos I might end up getting in trouble.
- Bob Dylan
John Paul Jones, who took time off from Led Zeppelin to be an admiral in the Russia navy ....
- Bob Dylan
Tracklisting
Disc One
1. Intro
2. G.I. Jive - Louis Jordan and His Tympany Five (1943)
3. Fightin' In The War With Spain - Wilmer Watts & The Lonely Eagles (c.1929)
4. Searching For A Soldier's Grave - The Bailes Brothers (1945)
5. The Horrors Of War - Atilla The Hun (1938-40)
6. And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda - Eric Bogle (1971)
7. The Battle of New Orleans - Johnny Horton (1959)
8. Was My Brother In The Battle ? - Kate and Anna McGarrigle (1991)
9. Drive Soldiers Drive - Little Maxie Bailey (1953)
10. The Cold War With You - Floyd Tillman (1949)
11. Universal Soldier - Buffy Saint-Marie (1964)
Disc Two
12. I Believe I'm Gonna Make It - Joe Tex (1966)
13. Let A Soldier Drink - Jerry Lee Lewis (1968)
14. Buffalo Soldier - Bob Marley & The Wailers (1983)
15. The Forgotten Soldier Boy - The Monroe Brothers (1936)
16. Day After Tomorrow - Tom Waits (2004)
17. Bring the Boys Home - Freda Payne (1971)
18. Peace - Los Lobos (1992)
Here she be Dylanite dogs !
The full show on one mp3;
http://www.sendspace.com/file/r3jr2d
Various individual show components recorded as individual mp3s;
http://rapidshare.com/files/165556213/3 ... 1-2008.zip
Big thanks to blindwilly / charlespoet!
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Right on! Thanx very much for Big Bad Bob's satellite Radio show...
thanks mate!
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