The Music Man on TCM now.

[elleng]

POOL!!!!

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1. SHIPOOPI!

You watch your phraseology!

Some great stuff in that movie like Ronny Howard.

Watching now.

[elleng]

2. WITH YOU, progress!!!

Til there was you!

WHERE'S THE BAND???

[grasswire]

3. love love that show

I recently read Meredith Willson's book about the writing of Music Man. It's very interesting -- all the backstory. Hard to find and expensive IF you can find a copy-- I had to get an interlibrary loan for it.

RIP Robert Preston. He was even better, though, in Victor Victoria.

[trof]

4. Trubble...that starts with a capital 'T' and that rhymes with 'P' and that stands for POOL!

Great musical.
Amazing lyrics in that song.

Harold: Well, either you're closing your eyes To a situation you do now wish to acknowledge Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated By the presence of a pool table in your community.

Ya got trouble, my friend, right here, I say, trouble right here in River City. Why sure I'm a billiard player, Certainly mighty proud I say I'm always mighty proud to say it. I consider that the hours I spend With a cue in my hand are golden. Help you cultivate horse sense And a cool head and a keen eye. Never take and try to give An iron-clad leave to yourself From a three-reail billiard shot?

But just as I say, It takes judgement, brains, and maturity to score In a balkline game, I say that any boob kin take And shove a ball in a pocket. And they call that sloth. The first big step on the road To the depths of deg-ra-Day--shun.

I say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon, Then beer from a bottle. An' the next thing ya know, Your son is playin' for money In a pinch-back suit. And list'nin to some big out-a-town Jasper Hearin' him tell about horse-race gamblin'. Not a wholesome trottin' race, no! But a race where they set down right on the horse! Like to see some stuck-up jockey'boy Sittin' on Dan Patch? Make your blood boil? Well, I should say.

Friends, lemme tell you what I mean.
Ya got one, two, three, four, five, six pockets in a table. Pockets that mark the diff'rence Between a gentlemen and a bum, With a capital "B," And that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool! And all week long your River City Youth'll be frittern away, I say your young men'll be frittern! Frittern away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too! Get the ball in the pocket, Never mind gittin' Dandelions pulled Or the screen door patched or the beefsteak pounded.

Never mind pumpin' any water 'Til your parents are caught with the Cistern empty On a Saturday night and that's trouble, Oh, yes we got lots and lots a' trouble. I'm thinkin' of the kids in the knickerbockers, Shirt-tail young ones, peekin' in the pool Hall window after school, look, folks! Right here in River City. Trouble with a capital "T" And that rhymes with "P" and that stands for pool!

Now, I know all you folks are the right kinda parents. I'm gonna be perfectly frank. Would ya like to know what kinda conversation goes On while they're loafin' around that Hall? They're tryin' out Bevo, tryin' out cubebs, Tryin' out Tailor Mades like Cigarette Feends! And braggin' all about How they're gonna cover up a tell-tale breath with Sen-Sen.

One fine night, they leave the pool hall, Headin' for the dance at the Arm'ry! Libertine men and Scarlet women! And Rag-time, shameless music That'll grab your son and your daughter With the arms of a jungle animal instink! Mass-staria! Friends, the idle brain is the devil's playground!

[elleng]

5. Brother and I used to sing along,

and still could, probably. May try, when I next see him, guess where? IOWA!!! He actually LIVES there!!!

[Taverner]

6. There's trouble here in River City!

Actually, that's just the fracking

[elleng]

7. Heck No, its the POOL!!!

[Taverner]

8. You mean....they're sticking pool queues under the bedrock too!!!!