Esquire, in a July, 1957 issue, has a photograph of me playing the French horn at the Five Spot.
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REALIZATION OF ROMANIAN COMPUTERS - In the period 1955-1957, ROMANIA designed and built its first digital electronic computer (1957, CIFA 1 computer), by a team led by Victor Toma, at the Institute of Atomic Physics (IFA ) - Magurele Bucharest. After 1970 followed the construction of Romanian electronic computers FELIX C series at the ICE Felix Electronic Computers Factory based on licenses purchased from the Dutch company FRIDEN and CII, a French private company created in 1966, within the French government project Plan Calcul, in the time of Charles de Gaulle.
Marin Vlada in ROINFO Romanian Informatics 2018-2022
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That's the thing that we said about the horn before: it's a focus issue. It's like a singer versus a drummer. If a drummer's playing a drum beat, and a singer starts singing, what do you think the audience is going to do?
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And then in 1956 or 1957 my family went over to Europe and I moved over with them, and immediately people in Europe thought my perspective on that issue was 100% correct.
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Hernani
Cistercians might crack their sides
With laughter, and exemption get,
At sight of heroes clasping brides,
And hearing--O the horn! the horn!
The horn of their obstructive debt!
But quit the stage, that note applies
For sermons cosmopolitan,
Hernani. Have we filched our prize,
Forgetting . . .? O the horn! the horn!
The horn of the Old Gentleman!
poem by George Meredith
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At Last (Etta James)
So thank you guys so much for comin' around, stickin' around.
Some of you who came to both shows, that's really cool.
Well you see at last
My love well she's come along
And my lonely days well they're finally over
And my life is like a song
At la-ya-ya-ya-ya-yast, at la-a-a-a-ast, oh at last, at last, oh
Oh, this night above, well it looks like all of you
But you know, my heart is always wrapped up in Toca
(audience laughing)
(Jason : Ha ha)
Oh, the way he plays the fool-oo-oo
well well - do do do do do
Oh, did you bring your french horn tonight with you Mr. T
(yeah I brought the french horn)
French me with your horny, horny, horny, horny, horn
Woah-ooo-ooo
Wah-ah ah
Woah-ooo-ooo
Wah
You know he plays the low notes, but he sings the high notes.
Again this is Mr. Ian Sheridan our friend.
You know what that sounds like?
sounds like - love, (laughing) life's sweetest reward
it's an open sword
(Toca: sword ?)
hey love, exciting and new (laughing)
come aboard, we're expecting you
on the loooove boat (applause)
soon we'll be making another run
on the loooove boat oh-oh-oh
I'm lookin' to dock my boat - oh
(one, two)
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Album: A Hundred Days Off (2002)
He-he-heat in your skin
pull up a chair and unwind
dog we don't share
the taxi left us behind
silhouette of a psychic reader in the market
and the straw wrapped around a bottle to take home
barbeque chicken oil in a drum, double strong wrong
here comes the horn you call for
woman in a box with her head in her box
speaks french when spoken like a tourist french
hey classic coca-cola in a can when you wanna cool down
heat, she move up the street in waves
sugar, sugar, clear your mind leave it all behind
get in the boat and float
join in on a high spot and ride, ride
put on some smile
stay for a while
[x2]
song performed by by Underworld
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Dreams surely are difficult, confusing, and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates: one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive, bringing tidings which come to nought, but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them.
A photograph never grows old. You and I change, people change all through the months and years, but a photograph always remains the same. How nice to look at a photograph of mother or father taken many years ago. You see them as you remember them. But as people live on, they change completely. That is why I think a photograph can be kind.
quote by Albert Einstein
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The Horn Of Africa
The Horn of Africa is full of Pirates and,
They've captured many ships;
But one day, they will live to regret their actions!
The Horn of Africa,
We need peace in this world to move on;
But robbing from one person to the other is not the solution,
So one day you have to pay for your sins.
The Golf of Aden and the Horn of Africa!
Who is there able to check on these people?
For we need peace on this earth oh my people.
Oh Somalia, why these acts of evil? !
Why can't we all live peacefully on this earth?
Live and let us live.
You claim to be sea-robbers and still pray to your God,
This is what i still don't understand on this issue;
Because action and reaction are always equal,
And you will live to regret on these actions one day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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July....
July is the month where the families get the barbeque grills fired up.
July is the month where the night sky is light up with fire works.
July is the month where many families go out of town to be with family.
July is the month where many kids are dreary because it’s a month away for school.
July is the month where America gets to celebrate its independence from England.
July is the month where many people are dying of the heat of the summer.
July is my favorite month because it’s the time that I get to be myself around my family.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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My Photograph
Of all the worldly goods I own,
Of all that I possess,
One photograph means more to me,
Much more than all the rest.
Who took this precious photograph
I couldn't really say;
I only know the subject is
More lovely than the day.
A face so radiant, so serene,
And known and loved so well;
This photograph I hold so dear,
I'd never give or sell.
True beauty comes from deep within,
It's something you can't buy;
It's captured on my photograph,
And cameras never lie.
It may be silly fancy,
And mock me if you will;
But when I choose to look at it
All time is standing still.
I know I'm looking at the past,
But I don't care, you see
My Mother's eyes are filled with love,
And looking right at me.
Written Nov 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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When you're playing music, say for instance, you're playing a part of the band and you're looking at your music, your horn is down into the stand. This way, it's up and it goes right on out to the audience, you know?
quote by Billy Eckstine
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My Heart Is In July
shifting away from June's bud
to leave dandelions scattered in the yard
this dawn of July
marks the end of a lie
a lie from past season
for a strong reason
in July
robin will make herself shy
and cover her reddish breast
with her celestial hued crest
then flap her wings to fly
close against the sky
i want to kiss July
and make July
lasting forever
in beauty but not ephemeral
i will preserve July
on my canvas and with magic brush
so that she will be enthralled and blush
i will paint July
with charming colour
so that she will be captured in delight
and her soul enraptured
because my heart is in July.
poem by Niji Chrys
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Michael Caine
Well get ya ya ya
Well get ya ya ya
(I am michael caine)
La la la la la la la la
Hes walking where Im afraid I dont know
I see the firemen jumping from the windows
Theres panic and I hear somebody scream
He picks up useless paper and puts it in my pocket
Im trying very hard to keep my fingers clean
I cant remember tell me whats his name
(my name is michael caine)
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
The sun is laughing its another broken morning
I see a shadow and call out to try and warn him
He didnt seem to hear just turned away
The quiet fellow follows
And points his finger straight at you
He had to sacrifice his pride, yes
And throw it all away
(I am micheal caine)
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
His days are numbered he walks round and round in circles
There is no place he can ever call his own
He seems to jump at the sound of the phone
Staring out the window theres nothing he can now do
All he wanted was to remain sane
He cant remer hisemb own name
(my name is michael caine)
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep at home
And all I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
All I wanted was a word or photograph
All I wanted was a word or photograph to keep
song performed by by Madness
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Then I took 8 years of French Horn, first jazz, and then classical.
quote by Jim Coleman
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A strange E.mail
Hey! Scribbler
We issue a stamped envelope and a calendar
for the next year on behalf of your Birthday!
Please send us your recent colour photograph.
Thank you,
With best regards,
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Tell us something about you.
*When you dance with your customer, let him lead.
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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It Was July
I am resurrected, after dying for want of you,
It all came down upon me in sunny July,
Where had you gone, I wish I knew,
That I care no more, should come as no surprise,
I can live without you now,
It's like I never loved you at all,
The numbness seeped in after my death,
It was in July, if you recall,
Things were fine in May and June,
I don't know what I did wrong,
But in July you sang a different tune,
And you left me all alone,
My heart once again belongs to me,
As I look back to last July,
The sunshine once again I see,
No tears to cloud my eyes,
So let me stay as you left me,
I won't even say goodbye,
You're now a fading memory,
But I'll never forget July,
poem by Vallerie Lobell
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However, I keep reminding them that this issue is not a new issue that has come out for this election. This issue has been in the courts for two years and two months now.
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