![]() Walker Real Audio FilesBack in the year 1965 when the Beatles were still a relatively new phenomenon and I was still speaking with a very high pitched youthful voice, I got my second tape recorder, a halfway decent reel-to-reel (7 inch maximum reel size) which, if I remember correctly, was a Panasonic. I really needed this machine so that I could save myself lots of money and record music directly off the radio, even though I didn't have lots of money to save, but this excuse or else my terminal approach to whining until I got my way apparently worked. The previous tape recorder I had was nothing much more than a cheap small toy that was pathetic and made terrible recordings. Indeed I did tape lots of things off the radio with my new machine, but I never kept any of them. It's really too bad. Old WLS and KAAY tapes have some intrinsic value nowadays, and would be interesting for me to listen to. But the music I recorded is unimportant here; what is important is that I also used the tape recorder as a weapon, following people (mostly older folks) around trying to get them to foul up and sound funny as I mercilessly stuck the dreaded microphone up to or near their mouth. I was in the Giggling Stage 1 of my life, and funny things were what my hormones were ordering. Only one tape remains from these oft thwarted attempts at recording people in the household, and I transferred it to a cassette a long time ago. Unfortunately by the time I did the transfer, it was deteriorated a lot. It wasn't the best recording to start out with; sound levels were never under control, and I'd often wheeze or chortle or giggle (of course) and drown out my victims. But the sound got "denser" or "darker" with age, and now it's often hard to understand anything of what's being said. At times I remember the script, which is helpful for me if no one else. Therefore I'll try to write down what it is you're hearing if you choose to listen to these files. Using the modern digital miracle we call a P.C. and some pretty nifty sound software, I've attempted to take this decaying recording as it presently exists and restore some of its clarity. Sometimes it works better in these attempts and sometimes it still isn't that clear. But at least it's an historical artifact from that time period. I've coded these audio files in the "Real Audio" format - so you'll need the real player 5.0 or later to hear these (click on that link to go out and get it if you don't already have it). They are encoded to stream at 32 Kbps, which mean 33.6 modems and slower may be slightly problematic, and if you have such a modem-critter, you may want to download the files and save them to your hard drive rather than "stream" them onto your machine. After you do that, by double clicking on the file, you can hear it (once again, assuming you have the real audio plug-in). |
Voices, the Summer of 1965: |
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Corn Talk - Leota Brumm and Dawn Shacklett (neighbor) discussing the freezing of white sweet corn. Jingles the dog occasionally barks in the background. The barking is dim, but I hear it. |
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"No, I Don't Want to be Recorded" - Leota Brumm reacting to the mic from hell being back in her face once again. |
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Silly Laugh - Leota Brumm. "Well, I have got a silly laugh, I ain't gonna laugh just to sound silly. It's bad enough to sound silly and not know you're doin' it!" |
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"Happy Birthday to you, ..." Myrtle Dotson singing to me on my 13th birthday, September 4, 1965. In addition to Myrtle and Ted, also present were Maude and Roy, maybe George and Verona (although I can't remember for sure that day) and mom (Leota Brumm). Rick Shacklett came by later in the evening during the great piano sing-a-long (which never quite worked right). |
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"First he plays it fast, then he plays it slow!" Leota Brumm complaining about her son's creative piano tempos while the Walkers tried to sing along. In reality, I was just tired of trying to play some of their obscure hymns for the sing-a-long, and wanted to make it a little more fun. All the world's a critic. |
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"Jaa Jaat..." Myrtle singing Swedish? Some song I never heard of, neither heard before this performance nor since. |
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"Row Row Row Your Boat" Maude begins the round, Leota, Myrtle, and I (Dennis) are singing, although I was mostly giggling. A very famous Myrtle ending (among my friends of the day). Well, nobody said Walkers have to be on-key all the time, right? |
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"Silent Night" I believe Myrtle and Ted were still there later in the evening, but Maude and Roy Fortner were for sure, and Leota. Christmas in September. |
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"Thank you very much. Second verse." - Roy Fortner. |
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"Let Me Call You Sweetheart" Many verses of this were sung, but only the last strains will burden you here. Several youthful voices (Rick Shacklett and Dennis Brumm) are added to the mix, which is why, of course, I hit that one wrong note on the piano. Nobody ever said Walkers have to be on-key all the time, right? |
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