Showing posts with label Ray Coniff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ray Coniff. Show all posts

Sunday, June 1, 2025

Artist on art quotes continues

 Nixon expected "square entertainment " from the Ray Coniff singers at a White House gala celebrating the 50th anniversary of Reader's Digest magazine on 1/28/72. However,  Carole Feraci, a singer, decided she wanted to give the Prez a lecture on Nam.

Ray Coniff apologized after the concert, and I'm guessing he didn't suspect this from his group. 

Hey Carole, you knew  the gig was square but you made it all about you.

June 7, 2025
“Some folks want their luck buttered.” Thomas Hardy, wrote in The Mayor of Casterbridge
June 15, 2025
“Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? " excerpt from Hemingway

Tragically Hip lyric: " Like boots or hearts, oh, when they start ,they really fall apart

July 1, 2025
I was about  ten-years old when I first heard Don’t Step on the Grass, Sam by John Kay &
Steppenwolf. Gradually, I figured out it was about pot, not a lawn.




Two Irelands ramble on

“When the earth is put on my coffin we will still be in the United Kingdom” – Peter Robinson, a former leader of the DUP in Northern Ireland...