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Do, do do-do do-do, do-do do
De-de de-de de de de-de de de de-de de
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo coo ca choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it when you've got to choose
Every way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
According to a biography of Simon, he wanted the hero to be Mickey Mantle, not DiMaggio. He couldn't make the line work, so he changed it.
At first, DiMaggio was upset about being in the song. After Paul explained it to him, pointing out that it was a compliment, he was OK with it!
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
Great story! Thanks!
I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died.
I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years. Somehow I find that amazing.
I heard a story that when Bancroft brought Brooks home for the first time her mother puller her aside and told her she could do better. I sometimes wonder what she had in mind? Beside Brooks being an EGOT Bancroft must have laughed laughed every day of her life.
Was Paul Simon your source for this theory?
Well one had a very successful solo career and the other...hmm
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
looks like you really feel comfortable now!
I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"
Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.
Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
According to a biography of Simon, he wanted the hero to be Mickey Mantle, not DiMaggio. He couldn't make the line work, so he changed it.
The first song I can remember hearing on the radio in our flat in Finchley, North London, at the ripe old age of 3!
First 45 rpm record I ever bought. I was eight at the time.
I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"
Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.
Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
Huh!
I found this little post about it and more!
I love RP comments. Thank you for taking the time.
I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"
Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.
Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
I seem to remember Simon saying that he wanted to use Mickey Mantle but it just didn't fit the metre.
Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack. Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.
I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"
Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.
Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
1) Arty believed he was an actor...
2) Arty believed he was the creative one..
3) Arty tried to become 'a solo act'.
Oh my, Arty was delusional.
Was Paul Simon your source for this theory?
clapping smiling emoji for this sweet remembrance, Thank You jbarryc! (I thought he was excellent at the DNC too : )
Thanks jbarryc for taking the time to share this! P.S. has meant SO much to SO many of my generation. And, thanks R.P. for keeping him current!
Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack. Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.
I agree. For those of us who grew up in the 60's and saw the movie, this was a counterculture theme song. Understandable that it holds a different feeling for some than for others. It's definitely not their best musically.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
clapping smiling emoji for this sweet remembrance, Thank You jbarryc! (I thought he was excellent at the DNC too : )
Every time I hear this song begin, I think: "Why?? We could be listening to something outstanding from Simon and Garfunkel instead of this drek!"
Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack. Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.
1) Arty believed he was an actor...
2) Arty believed he was the creative one..
3) Arty tried to become 'a solo act'.
Oh my, Arty was delusional.
(I still far prefer the acoustic original of "The Sounds of Silence").
I never really enjoyed "Mrs. Robinson," and over the years I've come to cringe every time I hear it on the radio. I consider it Paul Simon's worst-ever lyric.
Every time I hear this song begin, I think: "Why?? We could be listening to something outstanding from Simon and Garfunkel instead of this drek!"
I'm in my 50's and I sometimes listen to music from the 1920's but I'm the exception among my acquaintances (not counting folks here who are likely all over the musical map). I listen to pretty much every genre and age.
Most people I know my age prefer music that was made between 1965-1985.
My parents listened to Classical music and my wife's listened to the worst that contemporary Country had to offer :) So they weren't listening to the 1920s music.
Mine did - but probably more music from the 1930s and '40s than the '20s.
Mrs. Robinson
This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.
I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...
I see your point and applaud the notion, but perhaps this particular tune is a bad place to start. This version, which appears on Simon & Garfunkel's "Bookends" album, was completed after the shorter "early" version, which appears in The Graduate and on its original (there's that word again) soundtrack. So technically, this one is a "later" version.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
I...I have something in my eye.
I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died.
I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years. Somehow I find that amazing.
Maybe he had a big shlong.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
what a thouching writing :-)
Now we know where Bono got his sunglasses!
TRANSLATION: I just found this stick and am not sure what to do with it
also I am pretty sure they were going for that Mumford and Sons sound when they made this
Today she's a dog.
I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died.
I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years. Somehow I find that amazing.
This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.
I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...
I totally agree. I was just trying to be funny. I rarely like the covers better than the original, and if you know me you'll know that I believe very strongly that the utmost deference should always be given to the original recording.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing. In the words of Napoleon Dynamite, "Lucky!"
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jbarryc wrote:
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope I continue to think of it every day of this life.
Today she's a dog.
...
Especially considering she died in 2005. Everybody is beautiful when they are young. Well, almost everybody.
This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.
I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...
Everybody in my church loves this brilliant song...
From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.
Some people never outgrow D&D.
Also the commercials will drive you crazy, and hopefully back to RP, where you will make a donation to keep it ad free! Thanks RP
socalhol wrote:
ziggytrix wrote:
Pandora is pretty dang neat. It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.
...and now you know THE REST OF THE STORY!
It was green and my Mom "antiqued" it.
sigh...
The_Enemy wrote:
From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.
Some people never outgrow D&D.
Today she's a dog.
MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's
johnjconn wrote: |
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Maybe he means MELF - Mom EVERYBODY'd like to F***
I know exactly what you mean! Cheers, jnhashmi.
From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.
Some people never outgrow D&D.
Kudos for the D&D reference, from one geek to another.
Today she's a dog.
MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's
Proclivities wrote:
From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.
Some people never outgrow D&D.
"I Am the Walrus" was released on the Magical Mystery Tour EP in 1967. "Mrs. Robinson" was first released on The Graduate soundtrack in 1968 and later that year on Bookends. Well, we all assumed that S&G were quoting "I Am the Walrus." After all, before "Walrus" I don't think the lyric "goo-goo-gachoob" existed in pop music. Even if S&G slightly misquoted it, the homage is IMHO pretty obvious.
Did someone actually think not? Amazing.
Yes, it was probably an homage, but there was plenty of scat singing and/or phrasings of nonsense lyrics long before The Beatles. It's not really that "amazing" that someone would wonder about it.
ziggytrix wrote:
Pandora is pretty dang neat. It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.
Pandora (at least in the current formulation) has a fair number of limitations that you hit very quickly. The most frustrating aspect comes when I set up a new channel based on a song or artist. Pandora's pretty good at giving you good songs for this new channel for 20 minutes or so...and then it slowly gets away from the kind of music you were hoping to hear on this new channel. And there's not much you can do to get it back "on course", apart from giving up thumbs up and thumbs down to individual songs.
Pandora's catalog of available songs is a lot better and bigger now than it was during the site's early days...
Today she's a dog.
MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's
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ziggytrix wrote:
Pandora is pretty dang neat. It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.
"I Am the Walrus" was released on the Magical Mystery Tour EP in 1967. "Mrs. Robinson" was first released on The Graduate soundtrack in 1968 and later that year on Bookends. Well, we all assumed that S&G were quoting "I Am the Walrus." After all, before "Walrus" I don't think the lyric "goo-goo-gachoob" existed in pop music. Even if S&G slightly misquoted it, the homage is IMHO pretty obvious.
Did someone actually think not? Amazing.
Pop? Do you have any idea what pop sounded like in those days?
It sounded like this; though I guess it depends on how one defines "pop". My understanding is that it refers to "popular music" - which this was/is. Great song.
Thanks — I reposted before I saw your reply....of course, since it was commonly mis-quoted perhaps S&G did also (??)....
It's posssible...you never know.
I doubt it. The phrase from 'I am the Walrus' is actually "goo, goo, gajoob" although it's commonly misquoted/misheard as 'coo, coo, cachoo.'
Thanks — I reposted before I saw your reply....of course, since it was commonly mis-quoted perhaps S&G did also (??)....
I doubt it. The phrase from 'I am the Walrus' is actually "goo, goo, gajoob" although it's commonly misquoted/misheard as 'coo, coo, cachoo.'
Well, does anyone know this?
Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.
Wooo Wooo Wooo - and the problem is?
Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.
Excellent, thanks!
"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? / a nation turns its lonely eyes to you": It's an elegiac lament for a nation's lost innocence (just as Ben, in the film, loses his).
Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.
Relax bill - the unexpected variety and diversity is why Radio Paradise RULES. This song will be over soon.
Also, the Lemonheads cover of this song is better than the original.
Featuring Evan Dando! Yes, their version was rakishly great (cf. Me First and the Gimme Gimmes).
Great comment, because it recalls the culture that was going on in '68, and maybe that's the answer to the people who don't "get" this song — it was part of, and maybe symbolic of, a bigger sort of rethinking or reawakening that was happening to American culture at the time. Then again, as Robin Williams said, if you remember the 60s, you weren't really there.
Pandora is pretty dang neat. It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.
Also, the Lemonheads cover of this song is better than the original.
rabble rabble rabble!
coo coo cachoo!
You CANT be serious. Mrs Robinson?? I may be done with RP forever after this. I can't take this anymore. I really can't. Pandora rules. This is awful.
lmic wrote:
Right On lmic! Shake that behind! He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.
"...Okay. Please i just want to say one word to you. Just one
word. Yes sir are you listening yes are you plastics exactly how do you
mean there's a great future in plastics. Think about it...."
Or plastics have a great future in you..........