Sounds of the sixties
"Mildly" Eccentric Stardriver
"Ebony Eyes" was one of a slew of what were known as "death discs" or "splatter platters", which usually involved the death of the singer's boyfriend/girlfriend. "Johnny Remember Me", "Leader of the Pack" and so on.
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Great song written by Jimmy Webb but The Fifth Dimension made it a hit. Trans-Australia Airlines (TAA) made it their theme song for many years and no doubt other airlines did too.
From:
VH-JET#1 & Her Sisters - History of the 707
Whereas the Connie had inspired graphic artists, the 707 inspired a generation of song-writers.
Out on runway number nine, big seven oh seven set to roll. ("Early Morning Rain" written by Gordon Lightfoot and recorded by Peter, Paul and Mary)
But my heart keeps calling me backwards as I get on the seven oh seven. ("Jet Airliner" written by Paul Pena and recorded by The Steve Miller Band)
It's the only way to fly, Boeing Boeing seven oh seven ("Boeing Boeing 707" written and recorded by Roger Miller)
Seven oh seven mockingbirds they flying in the sky ("People Call Me Country" written and recorded by Digby Richards)
In the absence of any songs about the DC-8, the Comet, the Tu-104 or the Caravelle, it must be concluded that the 707 was indeed something special!
Were there any other 707 songs?
"Up, Up, and Away" - Diana Ross and the Supremes
From:
VH-JET#1 & Her Sisters - History of the 707
Whereas the Connie had inspired graphic artists, the 707 inspired a generation of song-writers.
Out on runway number nine, big seven oh seven set to roll. ("Early Morning Rain" written by Gordon Lightfoot and recorded by Peter, Paul and Mary)
But my heart keeps calling me backwards as I get on the seven oh seven. ("Jet Airliner" written by Paul Pena and recorded by The Steve Miller Band)
It's the only way to fly, Boeing Boeing seven oh seven ("Boeing Boeing 707" written and recorded by Roger Miller)
Seven oh seven mockingbirds they flying in the sky ("People Call Me Country" written and recorded by Digby Richards)
In the absence of any songs about the DC-8, the Comet, the Tu-104 or the Caravelle, it must be concluded that the 707 was indeed something special!
Were there any other 707 songs?
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Paxing All Over The World
A Heart In New York
written by Benny Gallagher, Graham Lyle but I do not know when and no time to research further tonight.
Sung by Art Garfunkel
New York, to that tall skyline, I come
Flying in from London to your door
New York, looking down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark
written by Benny Gallagher, Graham Lyle but I do not know when and no time to research further tonight.
Sung by Art Garfunkel
New York, to that tall skyline, I come
Flying in from London to your door
New York, looking down on Central Park
Where they say you should not wander after dark
I'm a 70s child and my first real memories of Leeds Bradford Airport are from the first four months of 1975. The sound of Dart props courtesy of Northeast, Dan-Air, BIA and Air Anglia mixed with the Glitter Band, Jim Gilstrap, Sweet, Duane Eddy, Peter Skellern, Johnny Mathis, Guys and Dolls. And many more. Happy times
When I think sounds of the sixtieth I think turbocompounds and runaway propellors. Lived a few minutes of flight from EKCH back then.
Andy Fairweather-Low belted out the vocal to 'High In The Sky' with Amen Corner in 1969. Saw him a few years ago at the Albert Hall when he was the support act to Eric Clapton. Have to say IMO his guitar playing was as good as Eric's.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pbVfKnWAOA
Make sure you've got the vol turned up to 'threshold of pain'!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pbVfKnWAOA
Make sure you've got the vol turned up to 'threshold of pain'!
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Chuck Berry Promised Land:
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,
Put luggage in my hands,
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land.
Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State;
The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone;
Cut your engines, cool your wings,
And let me make it to the telephone.
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line.
Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit,
Put luggage in my hands,
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land.
Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State;
The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
We'd be headin' in the terminal gate.
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone;
Cut your engines, cool your wings,
And let me make it to the telephone.
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line.
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...used by the projectionist of the Station's Astra cinema...
For we poor apprentices it was a struggle to get there . . .
"Through difficulties to the Cinema"
As already mentioned Joni Mitchell-looked at Clouds from both sides now -and still didn't like them. In 'This flight Tonite' she concludes with 'wish I had never got this flight tonite' but perhaps that was because earlier in the song she mentioned 'Up go the flaps , down go the wheels' which would have put her in a precarious position.
Artistic licence eh (she is Canadian) and I loved her anyway back in the day.
Artistic licence eh (she is Canadian) and I loved her anyway back in the day.
For me the aviation sound of the sixties was nine Lightnings overhead the crowd, after having flown in from behind at low-level doing Mach 0.9+. 
Aviator's March
I was watching an André Rieu concert on Sky Arts last Saturday evening and one of the items they played was "The Aviators March". The tune was very familiar, but the name of the composer was not mentioned.
A bit of googling showed it was the 'Fliegermarsch' (Aviator's March), from the operetta 'Der fliegende Rittmeister' (1912) by Hermann Dostal. This march from 1912 pre-dates by twenty years the march of the same name by John Philip Sousa.
André Rieu's version at his Maastricht concert can be seen here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYN2NHEq6Jo
...and if your'e interested in the words.
Lyrics:
Kerzengrad steig ich zum Himmel, flieg’ ich zur Sonn’ direkt.
Unter mir auf das Gewimmel, da pfeif’ ich mit Respekt.
Wenn wir dann so oben schweben, mein Freund das ist ein Leben!
Da fühl ich mich als junger Gott, Kreuz Himmeldonnerwetter sapperlot!
In der Luft gibt’s keine Räuber, kein Bezirksgericht,
und auch keine alten Weiber sieht man oben nicht.
Da oben gibt’s kein Hundefutter und keine Schwiegermutter.
In der Luft gibts keine Steuer, keine Kaution,
auch der Zins ist nicht so teuer, oben im Ballon.
Und kommt der Schneider mit der Rechnung,
Fliegt man bitte ganz gemütlich ihm davon.
Freunderl, drum sei nicht dumm, drum drum drum, sei nicht dumm:
Komm und sei mein Passagier, fliege, fliege, flieg mit mir!
Droben, wo die Sterne stehn, wollen wir spazierengeh’n.
Schmeiß hin all Dein Gut und Geld, einen Fußtritt dieser Welt!
In der Luft, in der Luft fliegt der Paprika,
auf zum Himmel, Himmel, Himmel, Hipp Hurra!
A not partcularly good translation by Google:
Candles degree I rise to heaven, fly I to Sun 'directly.
Below me to the crowd, because I give a damn 'with respect.
If we then float as above, my friend is a life!
Because I feel as a young god, cross sky thunder bang!
In the air there's no robbers, no district court,
and no old women can not be seen above.
Up there's no dog food and no law.
In the air there's no tax, no deposit,
and the interest rate is not that expensive, top of the balloon.
And the cutter comes with the bill,
If you fly quite comfortably it please him.
Freunderl, do not be stupid drum, drum drum drum, do not be silly:
Come and be my passenger, fly, fly, fly with me!
Above, where the stars are, we want spazierengeh'n.
Throw out all your stuff and cash, a kick in the world!
In the air, in the air flying the peppers,
at the sky, sky, sky, Hipp Hurra!
A bit of googling showed it was the 'Fliegermarsch' (Aviator's March), from the operetta 'Der fliegende Rittmeister' (1912) by Hermann Dostal. This march from 1912 pre-dates by twenty years the march of the same name by John Philip Sousa.
André Rieu's version at his Maastricht concert can be seen here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYN2NHEq6Jo
...and if your'e interested in the words.
Lyrics:
Kerzengrad steig ich zum Himmel, flieg’ ich zur Sonn’ direkt.
Unter mir auf das Gewimmel, da pfeif’ ich mit Respekt.
Wenn wir dann so oben schweben, mein Freund das ist ein Leben!
Da fühl ich mich als junger Gott, Kreuz Himmeldonnerwetter sapperlot!
In der Luft gibt’s keine Räuber, kein Bezirksgericht,
und auch keine alten Weiber sieht man oben nicht.
Da oben gibt’s kein Hundefutter und keine Schwiegermutter.
In der Luft gibts keine Steuer, keine Kaution,
auch der Zins ist nicht so teuer, oben im Ballon.
Und kommt der Schneider mit der Rechnung,
Fliegt man bitte ganz gemütlich ihm davon.
Freunderl, drum sei nicht dumm, drum drum drum, sei nicht dumm:
Komm und sei mein Passagier, fliege, fliege, flieg mit mir!
Droben, wo die Sterne stehn, wollen wir spazierengeh’n.
Schmeiß hin all Dein Gut und Geld, einen Fußtritt dieser Welt!
In der Luft, in der Luft fliegt der Paprika,
auf zum Himmel, Himmel, Himmel, Hipp Hurra!
A not partcularly good translation by Google:
Candles degree I rise to heaven, fly I to Sun 'directly.
Below me to the crowd, because I give a damn 'with respect.
If we then float as above, my friend is a life!
Because I feel as a young god, cross sky thunder bang!
In the air there's no robbers, no district court,
and no old women can not be seen above.
Up there's no dog food and no law.
In the air there's no tax, no deposit,
and the interest rate is not that expensive, top of the balloon.
And the cutter comes with the bill,
If you fly quite comfortably it please him.
Freunderl, do not be stupid drum, drum drum drum, do not be silly:
Come and be my passenger, fly, fly, fly with me!
Above, where the stars are, we want spazierengeh'n.
Throw out all your stuff and cash, a kick in the world!
In the air, in the air flying the peppers,
at the sky, sky, sky, Hipp Hurra!
The Beatles...back in the USSR...sounds very much like a RR Dart at the start of the song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgathVTaCjQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgathVTaCjQ
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Ron Goodwin-633 Squadron, I see Mossies in my mind's eye when I hear that. Always puts the hair on the back of neck up.
Edited: 'Cos I just realised this is about 60's music...
Edited: 'Cos I just realised this is about 60's music...
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