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POSTPONING TONI’S TAKE

I’m going to have to postone TONI’S TAKE until Tuesday morning. I just don’t have time, with all the holiday goings on, to organize my thoughts. I hope you ALL have a safe, sane, and joyful New Year. One of my fondest hopes for 2007 is that we will all try to be more civil and courteous with each other. When you go out today, try to greet people along the way with a smile....it can be a tiny one...just try at least to have a pleasant look on your face (that’s what I tell Daryl.... Eeyore personified). The cashier at the supermarket.... the lady you meet pushing her cart in the grocery aisle....the teller at the bank..the kid walking their dog. Try looking them straight in the eyes and say, “Good morning” or just “Hi” as you pass by. I find that even people who seem to be total grumps will light up just a bit if you do that. And look for TONI’S TAKE this Tuesday. Until then, Keep A Song of Joy Inside Your Heart.
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December 24 , 2006

CHRISTMAS EVE 2006 | THOUGHTS ON THE NEW YEAR



The air was a chilly 40 degrees this morning as the sun rose over the palm trees here at our home in La Quinta. However, the sky is now a brilliant blue, and the temperature is supposed to reach the mid 70s here on this lovely Christmas Eve. My sister, Louisa and her husband, Bob, along with their darling little Chow/Corgi mix, Tina, arrived yesterday to spend Christmas with us. I adore Louisa and Bob....they are bright and funny, and make me laugh.

Today I am making dinner for Louisa and Bob, our friends Judy and Boots, and, of course, dear Daryl. It will be a pretty simple repast..... Chicken and Dumplings for everyone but Daryl. He will have his own vegetarian entree. We’ll all enjoy steamed green beans with almonds, and big salad. Daryl gets a special dessert...”
Legal Apple Pie”...which I plan to bake as soon as I finish writing this. “Legal” means, as most of you know, a whole wheat pie crust, and honey or pure maple syrup instead of sugar for the apple filling. The rest of us are going to try to make a dent in the fudge and brownies we have been given as gifts. But more important than the food, is the warm friendship and lively conversation we’ll share together.
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I know you will understand when I tell you that this TONI’S TAKE will be brief. I have lots of cooking to do!
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Since we are about to begin a brand new year, I had the thought that you should know a few basic things about us. Many of you probably think you know us pretty well, but you might be surprised at what I am about to tell you. Some of you may be disillusioned, and decide that we are not your “cup of tea.” But it has always been my policy to be up front and straight ahead. Emotional gameplaying is a total waste of time. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. You must be who you are, and if people don’t like it, then they are not the kind of people you should be worried about impressing or spending time with.
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Daryl and I are not religious. He was raised Catholic, and I was raised Episcopalian, but over the years, we found that organized religion did not speak to our spiritual needs. We have many friends who are Christian....and we also have friends who are Jews, Agnostics, a couple of Atheists, and even a B'Hai guy! We love and respect them all. In fact, we included SILENT NIGHT on our Christmas CD (which is otherwise pretty secular) , not only because it is a beautiful song, but also because it means so much to our Christian friends and relatives, such as my sister, Melissa.
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Daryl is a registered Republican, and I am a registered Democrat, but we found that neither political party truly represented us. So, since everybody seems to need some sort of "label" these days, we call ourselves "Independent Moderates." Both of us were opposed to the Iraq war from the very beginning, but were willing to accept the possibility that the administration "knew things we didn't know", Unfortunately, things have turned out exactly as we had feared, and we are terribly distressed about it.
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These days, most people talk about politics or religion only with people who agree with them, because all sides are dug in, unwilling to consider another opinion, and it just causes tension and stress. It saddens me so much that our country has become so divided...that civility and common courtesy seem to be rarities. I am hoping that, in the new year, we will all find more common ground, and try to treat each other with more respect and care.
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Daryl and I both hope you all have a joyous and warm Christmas and much happiness in 2007. In the meantime, Keep ASong of Joy” Inside Your Heart.
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December 17, 2006

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR.... MY VICTOR/VICTORIA STORY - PART ONE


From the time I was a little girl, growing up in Alabama, music and the arts were a central part of my life. I studied classical piano from the time I was seven years old until my senior year in high school. I also took classes in ballet, tap, and acrobatics (I was way too tall for ballet, and I was horrible at the acrobatics... couldn’t do a frontwise split.... I had to turn my hips sideways to do the deed). Most of my friends, and my sister Jane, took dance classes as well. To this day I am grateful for the classes and the dance recitals. I’m a rotten dancer, but at least I stand up straight, and don’t usually bump into the furniture on stage. I was tall even then, and a bit chubby, and pretty awkward, so dance classes helped a lot with my ability to move around with a modicum of grace.
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By the time I reached junior high school, I was very excited about theatre and doing plays. I acted in my very first play when I was in ninth grade. The play was FATHER KNOWS BEST, and, of course, since I was SO tall, I played “Mother”. I acted in at least a play a year until I went to college at Auburn University. There I majored in English and minored in Music and sang every weekend with the Auburn Knights Orchestra to help pay for my education, so theatre fell by the wayside until a few years later.
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My sisters and I used to sing together constantly, trying to pick out the harmonies from female groups like THE McGUIRE SISTERS and THE KING SISTERS. We learned all the songs in every new musical that hit Broadway. Whenever we were in the car together, we would assign each other parts and would sing the entire score to SOUTH PACIFIC, OKLAHOMA, even PORGY AND BESS (I was always Porgy). This would, of course, drive our parents crazy, but there was no shutting us up.
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I always had a thought in the back of my mind that I would love to perform in a musical on Broadway. A lot of girls have this same dream, and I realized my chances were less than slim. But still, the idea always lurked in the back of my mind. I did perform in many community theatre musical productions and plays over the years...I even WROTE my own musical, MOTHER EARTH, at South Coast Repertory Theatre in southern California. Even though the shows were fun to do, and I learned a LOT... they weren’t Broadway.



Which brings me to VICTOR/VICTORIA. This is a long story, and I probably will have to write it in two parts, so here begins the saga. (see www.youtube.com clip of Julie Andrews here)
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Around 1997, a friend of our then manager, suggested to me that he thought I would be perfect to take over the role of Victoria in the musical VICTOR/VICTORIA, which was running on Broadway at the time, starring the great, beloved Julie Andrews. She had already starred in a wonderful 1983 movie of the same title, written and directed by her famous husband, Blake Edwards, of PINK PANTHER fame.
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The V/V story in a nutshell is about a “woman pretending to be a man pretending to be a woman,” and the part is demanding, for the singing as well as the acting. Henry Mancini wrote most of the score...but, sadly, he passed away before it was completed, and Frank Wildhorn completed the score. Leslie Bricusse wrote the lyrics.
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I got a copy of the score, and started to work through it, to see if I could handle the vocal demands. I found it fit comfortably within my range... in fact, it worked well for me, because I am basically a tenor. The only vocal problem for me was the one high note, which provides a running “joke” throughout the play. Everytime Victoria sings that high note, glass shatters, and everything and everyone within earshot comes to an awe-struck halt. I could sing a high enough note to make the joke work, but I’d be in trouble if I ever had a cold or an allergic reaction, because the first things I lose in my voice are my falsetto or “high” notes. As long as I am singing in the “chest” range, I can sing for hours with no problem.
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The more I thought about the possibility of doing the role, the more I wanted to do it. Julie was reportedly exhausted. She had taken the show through all the out of town tryouts, which are just brutal and incredibly demanding, and had been starring in it on Broadway for quite some time. After studying the score, I had the thought that perhaps it was even more demanding for her voice than it would be for mine, because she is a true soprano, and singing in the chest voice all the time is difficult for most sopranos.
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The financial success of the show rested on her slender shoulders and crystalline voice. The word on the street was that she was continuing the run because she was trying to keep going until the show turned a profit. In spite of her difficulty, she was thinking of the investors first.
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Daryl and I talked about my going for the part, and we decided that, in the SLIM possibility it should EVER come to pass, we’d figure out how to get ourselves and the dogs and cats to New York for this once-in-a-lifetime experience.
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I decided that the first thing I had to do was record myself singing some of the songs from the show. Once the tape was made, I sent it to our manager, and she played it for various industry people. She said the general concensus was that I would be great in the part and should go for it. Also, I’m tall and not big-busted (Julie had to be “squashed” in the breast area to look more like guy in her tuxedo) so, physically, I could pull off the “Victor” part. There didn’t appear to be a great deal of dancing for Victoria... a bit of soft shoe with Toddy..so I figured I could handle it (or fake it).
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My next step was to make an audition video of myself doing one of the scenes from the show. This turned out to be a big, expensive proposition, but the tape was terrific, and, in the end, was instrumental in my getting the part.
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One of the many problems facing me was the fact that I had NO connections in New York musical theatre. However, my manager had a colleague who worked for one of the biggest theatrical agencies in New York, and there was a possibility he could get my audition tape to the right people.
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Now remember, all the time I was trying to get this part, I had in mind that I would take over the role on Broadway. That meant moving to New York for the length of the run. I never thought beyond that possibility.
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As all the pieces started to fall into place, and I began to think I had a real shot at the part, word came that Raquel Welch had been chosen to take over for Julie on Broadway. I was too late, and probably didn’t have a big enough name anyway. I had no Broadway experience, and Raquel had appeared in a Broadway musical...WOMAN OF THE YEAR I believe it was... a few years back. I had a very hard time picturing Welch, who was no more than 5”4” tall, and very big busted, being believable as a man. When she was cast, I thought that was the end for me.
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Well, Raquel’s run lasted only a few weeks. Without Julie in the lead, VICTOR/VICTORIA closed on Broadway. The show just couldn’t make it without her. I doubt I could have kept it going much longer either, but I sure would love to have tried.
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Then came the possibility of doing the first National Tour of the show. I was pretty naive about how this was done, but I THOUGHT the show would play in large cities, like LA and Toronto, for two or three months at a time before moving to another place. Maybe Daryl and I and the pets could rent a house in each location if I got the part. By that time, I was like an out-of-control freight train, hurtling down the tracks without brakes. I WANTED that part. I KNEW I’d be good in it. I could deal with two or three months in each city. We’d work everything out so I could have this ONE chance to do a Broadway musical...even if it WAS on the road and not in New York.
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Finally, after meeting with the producers and tour company in New York, I found out what the tour would REALLY be like. It would involve a month of rehearsals in New York, and forty weeks on the road, changing cities every week for the most part...sometimes doing a “split” week....three days in one city...three days in another. All the while I would be doing eight shows a week. One on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, and two on Saturday and Sunday. Monday we’d pack up, head to the airport, and move to the next city. I would be required to do television interviews on opening day in each city, and phone interviews throughout the week...most of them on Thursdays..to promote the show in the next city.
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If I had managed to stop the train for a while, and take stock of the ramifications of the decision I was about to make, I’m sure I would have turned and run in the opposite direction. But I just was SO close to what I had been working for... well, not EXACTLY what I had been working for.... I failed to heed the warning in my “gut”. NEVER ignore what your GUT is telling you! Even as old as I was at the time (57), and ALL the years I had been in the business, I made a huge mistake, and I, and many others, paid the price.
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I will continue the VICTOR/VICTORIA story in future columns. You know, I think it is going to take more than two columns to tell this story. Actually, as I am writing about it, I am starting to relive some of the emotional upheaval I went through. It is proving to be hard to put myself back in that place. There is SO much to tell, and I learned a BIG lesson about myself, and I learned it the hard way.
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I hope you are all having a joyous and peaceful holiday season. Until next time, Keep A “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart.

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December 10, 2006

SHIRLEY BASSEY, CHARO AND TOUCH YOU | THE SONGWRITING BOX
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Recently a fan sent us a link to a video on YouTube that featured a 1978 performance of my song THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU by the powerful, formidable, and elegant British pop singer, Shirley Bassey. I had never seen it before, and I can’t tell you what a kick I got out of watching it. YouTube can be SO much fun!
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For those of you who are too young to be familiar with Shirley Bassey, she sang the famous theme song for the James Bond film, GOLDFINGER. The minute she sang the first word over the opening credits..”GOLD-FINGAH!!”..... with that HUGE voice, you simply had to sit up and take notice!
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What was particularly fascinating to me as a songwriter, was her approach to THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU. I wrote it as an intimate expression of love and longing. Shirley sang it loud and proud...”I NEVER WANTED TO TOUCH A MAN THE WAY THAT I WANT TO TOUCH YOU !!!!!” Wow. It was almost scary. At least, if I were the man she was referring to, I might be a little cautious when she was around! Unless, of course, you’re into that sort of thing! But she is truly a GREAT pop singer, and I am so honored that she thought enough of my song to include it in a performance.
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I had another interesting experience with THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, and this was really a hoot. Years ago, at the very start of our career...probably in 1975 or 1976, Daryl and I were asked to perform on a telethon...I believe it was for Easter Seals, or something like that. When we arrived, we were ushered to the “Green Room”...a waiting room for all of the performers.
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When we walked in the door, I remember my attention immediately being drawn to a mass of powerful vibes coming from one of the couches. I suddenly realized it was CHARO! I had never seen her in person, but...oh my gosh...she had enough energy to run an entire city! Daryl and I are fairly quiet and reserved when we first enter a room full of strangers. In fact, Daryl is ALWAYS reserved, but I usually get my “bearings” within a few minutes, and begin to “meet and greet.”
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Well, there was no time for getting any “bearings” with Charo in the room. The minute she spotted us, she jumped up, ran over to us, and said, in her inimitable and unique accent.....”Oooooh...you are the Captain and Tennille! Ooooh....I love your song THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU!!!!’. Then she grabbed Daryl, pulled him over to the couch and down onto her lap, and began to sing to him “I never wanted to touch a man the way that I want to touch you!!!!! Coochie coochie coochie!!!......” Well, my jaw dropped to the floor at the look on Daryl’s face as she sang, and then I just started laughing! Charo is absolutely irresistable, and has NO inhibitions. You just have to love her!
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I don’t know if she ever sang TOUCH YOU in concert, but it is actually very lovely and sensuous in the spanish language...COMO QUIERO SENTIRTE. Daryl and I recorded our first album, LOVE WILL KEEP US TOGETHER, and a couple of other songs in Spanish, and some of them are just gorgeous in that language, especially TOUCH YOU and DO THAT TO ME ONE MORE TIME (AMAME UNA VEZ MAS). In fact, I often sang part of DO THAT in Spanish in concert.




As a songwriter, I have often felt “in a box” over the years. The songs I wrote for Captain and Tennille HAD to have a positive and/or romantic theme, or our fans would worry that something was wrong with our relationship. But I wanted to write for other artists as well as for C&T. I often had ideas for songs that had nothing to do with our own relationship, but reflected some of the things I saw my friends and others struggling with. We did record some of those songs.....DON’T FORGET ME, is a good example...a really lovely and plaintive song I wrote about a wife whose marriage was breaking up, but who hoped that her husband would always remember the good times they had together (“....and I know we’ve come to the parting of our ways, and I know we’ve said all the things that we could say, and I know I can put myself back together again if the fates will let me, but don’t forget me..”). I have no idea where that song idea came from...I just kind of put myself in another person’s shoes, and try to imagine how they would feel....very much like an actress does when she takes on a role totally unlike herself.
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My major songwriting frustration was that, whenever I would submit a song which I thought was a good one but felt wasn’t quite right for C&T, to another artist’s management or producer, the reaction was always..”Well, if it’s such a great song, why didn’t TONI record it?” Well, I didn’t record it because it wasn’t right for ME! I even thought of submitting songs under a pseudonym, but never did.
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Here’s another example....I wrote LOVE SURVIVES in honor of Howie Greenfield, the great pop lyricist who was Neil Sedaka’s writing partner for so many years. But the minute I finished the song, I realized it was aboslutely wrong for my voice and style. What I was hearing in my head as I wrote it was a great big, flexible, black gospel-tinged voice like Whitney Houston’s. I simply could not do the song justice. Daryl and I made a demo of the song, and that is what ended up on one of our collections... TWENTY YEARS OF ROMANCE, I believe it was. But I was NEVER happy with it, and neither was Daryl. Every time I tried to record a lead vocal for it, I would tense up and have a terrible time, because it just wasn’t right for my vocal style.
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We decided to send the demo to Clive Davis, in hopes he would think it a possibility for Whitney. We got a note back saying thank you very much but no interest. That was a blow, but...that’s show biz. At least he wrote back.
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I also wrote a song with Cher in mind.....THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME. I wrote it as a big rock tune about a girl who, being the straight-ahead and honest type, tells her prospective lover, “This is not the first time, and you are not the first man I’ve loved.” It was way too rock and roll for me, and wouldn’t have worked at all for C&T. We included it on our last album for Casablanca, KEEPING OUR LOVE WARM, but it was never right for us, and I never did send it to Cher.
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Howie Greenfield and I wrote one song together...a sad country tune called YOU NEVER STAYED AWAY THIS LONG. Really nice song, but Daryl and I never recorded that one either, and we never “shopped” the tune.
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I’m not the kind of songwriter who writes every day. I only write when I have a specific project, like the Christmas CD we just finished. I’ve written quite a few songs that I think are pretty darned good, but never saw the light of day...like THE DODGER STADIUM SONG. None of you have ever heard it, because we never released it on a recording, but I wrote it as a sing-along stadium song, to be sung by everybody in the stands (“A summer day in Dodger stadium, that’s where I wanna be.....”). Sort of a “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” kind of song. We recorded a demo, bringing in everyone who was in the studio at the time to sing. It makes me laugh everytime I hear it!
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When we signed with Casablanca in 1979, it was known as a “disco” label. Even though Daryl and I weren’t “disco” at all, we decided to have some fun with it, and recorded an absolutely crazed disco version of HAPPY TOGETHER. I decided to try my hand at the genre, and came up with HOW CAN YOU BE SO COLD WHEN I’M SO HOT. It was all tongue in cheek and a lot of fun!
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Anyhow...some of you had written asking about a couple of the songs I mentioned. I hope I answered your questions.
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The holidays are well upon us, and I hope all of you are having a calm, peaceful and joyful holiday season so far, surrounded by dear friends and loving family. And remember, don’t buy too much stuff. Until next time, Keep A “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart.
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December 3, 2006

THE FLU BUG BITES | THOUGHTS ON THE HOLIDAYS

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Daryl and I both suffered a bout of the flu this week, and neither of us is back up to par yet, so TONI’S TAKE may be a little shorter than usual this week.
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I started coming down with symptoms early this week, but I tried to brush them off. Surely I did not have the flu. I got a flu shot two weeks ago. I always slather my hands with Purell the minute I get back in the car after a visit to the supermarket. I am always careful not to touch my hands to my eyes, nose or mouth after touching a suspect surface. I haven’t had the flu...or even a cold...in years.
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Finally I took my temperature, and it was over 100 degrees. I had body aches, a headache, my stomach felt a bit queasy, and I had no appetite at all. When I don’t have an appetite, something is really wrong! That was it. I gave notice to Daryl that I was taking to my bed. And I did. At 11AM. Stayed there all day and all night, and most of the next day.
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Daryl is a brilliant man, and I love him dearly, but he is NOT very comforting or helpful when I am under the weather. He DID bring me some club soda over crushed ice when I asked him to, but, for the most part, I was pretty much on my own. I know him well enough to know that he was really afraid he would be next. And he was.
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A day or so later, he began to complain of the same symptoms, but I must confess that I didn’t believe him at first. Daryl is a hypochondriac, and he often proclaims that he is sick when he isn’t at all. He would have made a terrible medical student, since I understand they almost always believe they have every disease they study.
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Since I was dealing with my own discomfort, it took me a while to figure out that Daryl really WAS coming down with the flu. I took his temperature, and the thermometer registered over 100 degrees, so we just canceled plans and appointments, and hunkered down until we felt better. We are both feeling a bit more human today, thank goodness.
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I was thinking back, trying to figure out where I might have let down my “flu guard” when I suddenly remembered a trip to the bank last week. I was standing in line to make a deposit. It was around 4PM, and the bank was crowded. As I stood there, I noticed a little boy whose mother had her back turned to him as she dealt with the teller. The boy’s hands and face were smeared with a sticky, bright red candy goo....maybe Red Hots, I thought. I watched as he licked at the remains of the candy in his hands and smeared more red stuff on his mouth. He kept staring at me, so I smiled at him. He was a cute kid, about four years old, I’d guess.
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Then he held out his hands and showed me how sticky they were, so I fished around in my purse, found a clean Kleenex, and handed it to him. He wiped his hands and face with the tissue and HANDED IT BACK TO ME!!! I took it automatically. Once I had it in my hand, I immediately thought FLU FLU FLU!!!!! I felt like I was holding a piece of a radioactive isotope! I didn’t see a waste basket anywhere near, so I had to wait until I finally made my deposit. I then dropped the sticky red tissue in a container as I rushed out of the bank. I raced back to the car, where Daryl was waiting, grabbed the Purell, and covered my hands with almost the entire bottle. Too late. Ah, well. This will be one more virus to which I am now immune.




Some of you have asked how Daryl and I plan to spend Christmas this year. The short answer is that my sister, Louisa, and her husband, Bob, will be coming here to La Quinta to spend a quiet Christmas with us, and on one of the nights they are here, we’ll be joined by two of our dear, long-time friends for a VERY casual dinner here at the house. NO GIFTS ALLOWED...their warm and cheerful presence and good will are all they need to bring.

Some of you may be very surprised to know that, for the past many years, I have been a real “bah humbug” during the holidays. I get crankier and crankier every year as we are encouraged by television and radio commercials to “spend spend spend” and “buy buy buy!!!!” And the whole madness starts EARLIER every year. Before you know it, we’ll be hearing Christmas songs and seeing an onslaught of toy commercials BEFORE Halloween! This just makes me crazy.
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People go out and spend more money than they have, and end up owing huge amounts on their credit card bills, which they are lucky to pay off by the time the NEXT holiday season comes around. And “guilt” abounds. So and so sent me a Christmas card and I didn’t send HIM one. Uh oh, the gal down the street dropped off a gift for me and I didn’t get her one. Did I spend enough? Did I get the right thing? Maybe my friend will hate this sweater! STOP!!!!!!!
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I was telling Daryl last night, that our new Christmas CD expresses to ME how I would LIKE the holidays to be....not the way they ARE (or seem to have become). I think back to Christmases when I was a kid, and through a golden glow of memory, they seem like a scene from a Christmas card...decorating the tree, wrapping the gifts, putting out cookies for Santa to eat when he came down the chimney. Of course the Christmases I remember from long ago were probably not as perfect as I remember them, but I do remember them fondly. But I was a child, and Christmas is, and should be, a magical time for a child.
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Daryl and I never give each other gifts at Christmas. We never give each other gifts for birthdays or anniversaries either. To us, each day we have together on this earth is gift enough. And, besides, we buy each other things all year long whenever we come across something we think the other would like.
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To me, the holidays are a time to quietly enjoy the company of family and friends that you truly love, and love being around. If you have a relative you can’t stand, AVOID them at all costs! The world won’t come to an end if you don’t see them during the holidays, and you’ll feel SO much better.
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The holidays are also a time for quiet reflection on your life, and on the people you love. Do what makes you and others joyful and happy, and DON’T do the things that make you and others miserable. If you can, give a hand to people who are trying hard, but need a little help to get back on track. Try to keep a smile on your face as you go about your daily tasks. Be pleasant and courteous. Don’t criticize friends or family members. That just makes them defensive and upset, and you a crazy person because they aren’t behaving as you think they should. Try to be patient and understanding. Many people are not as fortunate as you are.
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However, each of us must celebrate the holidays in our own way. How you do it is up to you, and may you have a joyous and happy time this year. Take care of yourself and the ones you love.
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And don’t buy too much stuff.
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I’m starting to wilt a bit here, so I’ll close for this week. I just want to say once again, yes...I DO personally read all of your emails to TONI’S TAKE. I am always interested in what you have to say. However, if they are very long, I often have to just skim through them due to time constraints. Shorter is better.
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Until next time, try to stay calm and serene during the holidays, and Keep a “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart!
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November 26, 2006

“SECRET” UPDATE | DARYL COMES HOME | THE CAPTAIN AND.... TINY TIM??????

First of all, thank all of you so much for your wonderful emails about THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS! It is such a joy to me to read the comments many of you have posted on the new “Secret” GUESTBOOK Daryl has added to our site. It has been especially rewarding to me as a songwriter to find out how much you seem to like my original tunes. As I am writing them.... or, as they are “coming through me”...I am always hopeful they will “connect” with the people who hear them...that the listener will be touched, or laugh out loud, or just say to themselves, “I’ve felt exactly like that. She’s writing about ME.”
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The truth is, we are all connected in some way. The Where, Why or How we live our lives may be quite different, but basically, we are all members of the same family. Music is a gift that binds us all, thank goodness. Of course, we don’t all enjoy the same kinds of music, but when you find the song or the sound or the voice that speaks to you, it is heaven on earth!




Unfortunately, the BUSINESS part of the music business drives me absolutely crazy. Many of you have written to ask why THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS is not yet available on Amazon.com. Good question! Becky, Daryl and I are just about to lose our minds over the situation. Hopefully the CD will appear there on Monday. Here is the explanation we have been offered so far.
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Custom Flix is owned by Amazon, and is the manufacturer we chose to produce the Christmas CD. They produce “on demand”, so we did not have to press up huge numbers of product and warehouse them somewhere until they were purchased. According to Custom Flix, the delay has been caused because their computer system was not upgraded to be compatible with Amazon.com (they neglected to tell us this) until November 8th (although we submitted it to them around October 19th). THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS was finally processed on November 9th, and we were told it would take no longer than two weeks to be up on Amazon. That day was Thanksgiving, when everyone was on vacation. So..... pardon me while I scream..... it SHOULD be available on Amazon.com by Monday the 27th. Hope that answers your questions. It BARELY answers mine!!!! However, I will say that Custom Flix has done a great job of shipping CDs out to everyone who has ordered them. We have had absolutely NO complaints. So feel free to order straight from them if you want to make sure you receive them in time to give as Christmas gifts.




Back to real life as we know it! Daryl arrived home last week in record time. He left Washoe Valley at 5:15AM, and at 12:30PM, Adelaide suddenly sat up, pricked up her ears, and seemed to be listening for something. Sure enough, when she and I and Hubble walked out the door, there Daryl was, getting out of our Toyota truck after the 550 mile drive. I would say he FLEW down here. “How fast did you go?” I asked as I gave him a big hug. “No faster than 90,” he said. Upon seeing the disapproving (and disbelieving) look on my face he added, “Well, there was hardly any traffic, and EVERYBODY was going that fast!” Sure. I’ve long ago given up trying to reason with Daryl about his tendency to “push” the speed limit. No wonder he hates riding with me. I’ll “push” the limit about 10 MPH, and that’s it. Anyhow, he arrived all in one piece, and I’LL do most of the driving now in my “Taurus” style...careful, defensive and boring.




Daryl and I heard our version of I WANT A HIPPOPOTAMUS FOR CHRISTMAS several times on the radio this past Friday night, and had an absolute ball, laughing at what was going on. Here’s the story on how that came about.
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Daryl is a real “radio guy”. He loves to listen to the radio, and will often wake up in the wee small hours to listen to a favorite show. In the late 80’s, he began listening to the Art Bell Show, broadcasting out of Las Vegas. Art’s show began as a conservative/libertarian-style political talk show, but he later began to feature an oddball assortment of UFO sighters, conspiracy theorists, people predicting that California was going to fall into the ocean next week, “remote viewers”, and persons who claimed to have recently had a conversation with your long-dead Aunt Lizzie. Daryl was absolutely fascinated by all of this, and continued listening to Art as he began broadcasting nationwide out of Pahrump, Nevada and then on XM radio as COAST TO COAST AM, WITH ART BELL.
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As the years went by, Art seemed to take more and more time off, and various hosts substituted for him. One of these substitutes was a woman named Rollye James, and Daryl really enjoyed her style. Rollye, who is a very astute and intelligent woman with a strong point of view, now has her own call-in show, THE ROLLYE JAMES SHOW, on XM Radio (and on other stations) at Channel 165, 7PM to 10PM PST
. Daryl listens to her show faithfully, even though Rollye, who is an absolute MASTER of music trivia, jokingly refers to us as “The Captain and Toenail.” She makes up her own annual list (based on listener voting) of the WORST recordings ever made, and our version of MUSKRAT LOVE made #8 on the list this year.
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When we were recording HIPPOPOTAMUS last winter, I said to Daryl, “Rollye would absolutely HATE this.” So what does Daryl do? He sent her an MP3 file of HIPPOPOTAMUS this week, and she PLAYED it on her Friday night show, during which she features music and music trivia! She set it up as a contest for her listeners..... she played parts of HIPPOPOTAMUS several times throughout the show, and asked her viewers to try to guess who the singer was. Well, with each guess, I laughed so hard I could hardly catch my breath!
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Here are just some of the guesses from her listeners.....PAUL ANKA...NEIL SEDAKA...ETHEL MERMAN..DORIS DAY....CELINE DION...BRITNEY SPEARS...MADONNA....TINA TURNER....ROSEMARY CLOONEY....TINY TIM!!!!!!! Finally, a listener from Tennessee figured out that I was the HIPPO singer. In the meantime, Daryl and I had a wonderful couple of hours of laughter, which, as we all know, is GREAT for your health!
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By the way, we had a lovely email from Rollye later on, and there is a possibility we will be doing an interview with her on one of her Friday night 'Trivia' shows before Christmas. I’ll let you know if that happens.



On a final note for this week, I was very moved by your comments about last week’s TONI’S TAKE. I was heartened to learn how many of you have similar feelings about what is going on in Iraq, and about how much love and concern you feel for our troops and their families. Hold them especially close to your heart as we go through this holiday season. Until next time, Keep A “Song of Joy” Inside your heart.
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November 19, 2006

DARYL’S HOMECOMING | THOUGHTS ON THE WAR

It is almost 5:30AM on Sunday morning, and still dark outside. Daryl called about fifteen minutes ago to say that he is on his way home. He has been in northern Nevada for more than a week, tying up the loose ends of our Nevada life, and supervising the move of all of our belongings out of our Washoe Valley house and into storage, where they will stay for at least a year and a half until we build our new home in Arizona.
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He told me that, after the movers left, he wandered through the now-empty house, where we spent almost fourteen years, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the space, all signs of our presence there now packed up and gone for good.
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The dogs and I have missed Daryl terribly, especially our male Aussie, Hubble, who is a real “daddy’s dog.” He is going to jump for joy when Daryl walks in the door today. Adelaide, our female Australian Shpeherd, will be glad to see him, too, but she is really my girl. As long as I’m around, she’s happy. The cats, of course, don’t particularly miss anyone, as long as their bowls are kept full of food and water, and the litter boxes are kept clean. They just go about their business of sleeping, eating, draping themselves on the furniture, and staring out the window. They might notice that Daryl has returned...”Oh, he’s back. Was he gone?”
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Strangely enough, of all the things now packed away, I am thinking most about my Yamaha Grand Piano, which will be sitting in the warehouse, unplayed, for such a long time. I wrote THE CHRISTMAS STAR and BOOGIE BABY CHRISTMAS on that piano last fall, and spent hours and hours over the years just playing for pleasure, so grateful that my parents managed to find the money for my ten years of piano lessons. I feel an almost mystical attachment to my pianos, oddly enough. It is as though they contain part of my soul. Hard to explain.

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THOUGHTS ON THE WAR
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I am the oldest of four sisters, and I am a pretty calm and patient person...very, very slow to anger. I keep my feelings close to the vest...particularly my feelings about the state of the world. Mostly because I’m just not “quick on my feet” to defend my position, but also because I don’t like confrontation or incivility of any kind. It is not in my nature to stir up controversy. And, also, I always take into consideration that I might be wrong about things. I certainly don’t have all the answers, and I am suspicious of people who say they do. But I’m going to tell you about something that happened yesterday that made me so angry, I cannot keep silent anymore.
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Yesterday was another gorgeous day at our lovely home here in La Quinta, California. From the window in our master bedroom, I could see acres and acres of rolling emerald green grass, dotted with tall, stately date palms. A solitary, white Great Egret stood tall and graceful on the opposite side of the lake we can see from our backyard. The sun bathed all with a warm light. Everything was silent and peaceful.
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I stood at the bathroom mirror, preparing to head out to run some errands. Daryl was coming home tomorrow, and I had a lot to do before his arrival. My plan for the day was to drop some clothes off at the dry cleaners, stop by Home Depot to pick up some potting soil, go by the beauty supply store for a particular kind of makeup I like, and finish off by shopping at the new natural foods market which just opened not far from our house. There I would buy the organic cheese Daryl likes, and, for his first dinner at home, choose fresh vegetables from the bounteous display of fresh produce.
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I long ago stopped watching most news and opinion shows on television....too much yelling and screaming....too much emphasis on what I call “stupid stuff”, like TomKat’s wedding and OJ’s “confession” or Brittney and KFed’s divorce woes. I have been in the business long enough to become quite cynical about these “exciting” events..... it’s just more jockeying for press coverage...just more attempts to stay in front of the cameras and in the public eye!
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But I do occasionally like to watch, or “listen” to HGTV or The Food Network or Animal Planet as I put on my makeup and get ready to go out. Yesterday I happened to flip through the channels on the little TV in my bathroom, and came across a special on CNN called COMBAT HOSPITAL, I believe. It was a documentary about physicians, nurses and medics from the Colorado area, who were on a tour of duty in Iraq, caring for our wounded soldiers, and injured Iraqi citizens. I started to blow right past it, thinking, “No. I don’t want to watch this right now.” Just thinking about the war in Iraq makes me so upset, I usually avoid as much talk about it as I can, I’m very sorry to admit. But this time, I stopped the channel at CNN, and started to watch.
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As I watched wave after wave of our beautiful young men and women arrive at the combat hospital, writhing in pain, crying out with fear, I felt the supressed anger fire up inside me like a red hot rocket trying to explode out of my chest. So young. So very young. And I saw the medical personnel who treated each young soldier, or Iraqi child, with the same tenderness, care and expertise they would have brought to their own children, doing their very best to save them all...so young themselves....giving of themselves every single day and night to ease the agony and fear of these soldiers, and trying their damnedest to remain “professional” and keep their emotions in check as they saw the unspeakable things we do to each other in stupid and foolish wars.
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I have always considered myself a realist and a pragmatist. I try to look at all sides of an issue, and try to remain open to all opinions. However, when the rumblings of the possibility of a preemptive war in Iraq began, I felt a sinking feeling in my heart, and deep misgivings about what our country was about to undertake. When my nephew, Chris Cognac...now known to quite a few of you as THE HUNGRY DETECTIVE on The Food Network....was in the first Gulf War, I read everything I could find about the region, trying to understand what was going on there. When I realized that this current administration was determined to take us to war in Iraq, I thought back on all I had read at that time and said to Daryl, “Do they have any idea how difficult this is going to be? We will be stirring up a hornet’s nest of fundamentalist religions and ancient tribal rivalries and hatreds, and I hope we will be ready to deal with it.”
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But I kept my mouth shut, except with very close friends. And even with other long-time friends, who, I knew, approved of the war to “protect us from the terrorists” I didn’t discuss it, because, at that time, “If you don’t support the war, you don’t support the troops.” Of COURSE I supported the troops! Of COURSE, I love my country! And, as an American, I have the right, and even the responsibility, to question power. But I didn’t. I bit my tongue, and prayed that my forebodings were wrong...that the people who were running our country knew something I didn’t know, that made it absolutely necessary to go into Iraq, and that we would all be the better for it. And because I hate confrontation and making people feel “uncomfortable”, I only discussed my feelings with friends I knew agreed with me.
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But as I watched that special on CNN yesterday, I raged, “WHY haven’t we, the American people, been asked to sacrifice SOMETHING in this time of war? Why are we encouraged to continue our shopping and movies and golf games and cocktail parties like nothing horrible and cruel is going on in Iraq?????? I am old enough to faintly remember “sugar rationing” and oleo subsituting for butter during the latter part of World War II. My mom used to give me a package of the whitish “lard” stuff with the little yellow food coloring capsule in it. It was fun to knead the plastic package until the capsule broke and turned the white stuff yellow like butter. But my point is, Americans felt a part of the war effort then.
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And I thought about the privileged life I lead. Yes, I am so grateful for it, but at the same time I am dashing about, running “errands”, young men and women are being fed into the meatgrinder in Iraq...OUR war! I feel helpless. What can I do? If I could, I would cradle each young soldier in my arms, and try to give them whatever comfort I could. I would ask them to tell me about their home, about mom and dad, their best friends, their husbands or wives, their children, their pets, their favorite pastimes....I would try to let them know by my presence that they are loved and deeply cared for by all of us. I would try to give them just a little time to leave the horrors they have seen behind, and think of the things that bring them the most comfort and happiness.
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And, yes, I’ve thought about our music and my singing. I thought of singing for them, but most of them are so young, they have no idea who we are, and our music just wouldn’t relate to their generation at all. Each generation has its own voice, and we would seem like the tinny old sounds coming out of an ancient Victrola to them. So I don’t think I could help in that way. I’d just have to help as a regular person. But how????
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Yes, I know we simply cannot suddenly withdraw our troops from Iraq right now. I am a realist. We are there now. We are in a terrible, heart-wrenching quagmire, and it will take a wiser person than I to find a way out of it. I hope and pray that wise person comes forward, and finds a way to extricate our beautiful and courageous young children....and, yes, they are all OUR children..... from this debacle. Until that person comes and offers a solution, though, more of our precious young people will be maimed or die. This, as we go about our daily tasks...the market, the dry cleaners, the car wash....is the thought we have to live with every day until then. Keep them all in your hearts, and pray hard for a solution.
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November 5, 2006

THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS | TOUCH YOU | TEENSY’S JOURNEY | WEEK OFF

First of all..... WE DID IT!!!!! Thanks mostly to the perserverance and hard work of our friend and Personal Assistant, Becky Greenlaw, THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS is now available for purchase in time for the Holidays! We have been told by Amazon, that it will take about two weeks to get into their system, so it should be available there by the end of next week. However, you can purchase it right now from the manufacturer, Custom Flix, while we wait for Amazon to do their thing. Actually, you will get it a little bit sooner through Custom Flix. If you like what you hear, please tell your friends about it. Word of mouth is the only way we will be able to let people know the CD is available this year. Next year we will start our promotion campaign by July. Remember, THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS will NOT be in stores this year. You will only be able to order it online. Daryl and I sincerely hope our music will be part of your holiday celebration this year and for many years to come!



Many people think that the song that started our career was LOVE WILL KEEP US TOGETHER. But actually, a song I wrote for Daryl around 1972, THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, is the song that started everything. Here’s the story.
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In early 1972, thanks to Daryl’s recommendation to Music Director, Carl Wilson, I was hired to play piano by THE BEACH BOYS (which made me the one and only Beach Girl). I was beginning to fall in love with Daryl at the time, and I sensed that he might be feeling the same about me. One day we found ourselves in New Jersey, where the Beach Boys had scheduled a concert. As usual, all of us band members were assigned to stay at a “reasonably priced hotel”, while the Boys stayed in somewhat fancier digs near the venue. Our hotel du jour happened to be located at a New Jersey airport. It seems to me we were in Passaic....however, you know how dicey my memory can be...and, frankly, when you are changing cities and venues almost every day, you get into “If This Is Tuesday It Must Be Peoria” mode.
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The hotel was part of a chain, similar to others all over the country.... ”businessman brown”, I used to call the rooms. Dull and fairly dingy, smelling of stale cigarette smoke, and usually furnished with a hard bed covered by a thin mustard and brown-colored floral bedspread, a brown naugahyde chair, a TV, and a bathroom of suspect cleanliness. Ah, the life of a traveling backup musician.
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Even in this uninspiring atmosphere, I couldn’t get thoughts of Daryl out of my mind. A lyric line started bouncing around in my head....”I never wanted to touch a man the way that I want to touch you.” And, yes, I meant “touch” emotionally. Soon words started flooding in, and I wrote them down on a piece of hotel stationery.
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But I needed a piano!!!! I write at the piano, and I always write alone. Even now I don’t want Daryl to listen as I compose new songs. I’m always sure he is thinking, “Now why did she use THAT chord, or THAT bass line?” I have to work it out to my own satisfaction before I play it for him. But the question was, where in the world would I find a decent piano in THIS place?
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I went to the hotel manager, and told him what I wanted. He said there was an upright piano located in one of the conference rooms, and I was welcome to play it. Well...I found the piano, and it was TOTALLY out of tune! But it was all I had. As usual, by that time, I had a melody “coming through”, along with a chord progression, and a bass line. I always consider the bass line to be the foundation of a song, and it is very important to me to get it right. However, there I sat, at the crummy piano, thinking of Daryl and my feelings for him, and out came the song..THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU.
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Later, I summoned up the nerve to play it for Daryl, although I didn’t tell him it was about my growing feelings for him. Remember, we didn’t know each other very well at that time. He complimented me on the song in his quiet way, and I knew from his reaction that the song was a good one. He mentioned that he heard hints of Brian Wilson’s bass lines in the composition, and he was certainly correct. Brian, whom Daryl and I both consider a musical genius, was very influential in my writing style.
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There is a lot more to tell you about TOUCH YOU, but my favorite story about it was that a radio station in St. Louis refused to add it to their playlist because they said it was too “suggestive” for their listeners. I got such a big kick out of that. Throughout our career, Daryl and I have alway been criticized for being too “square”, and here we were being too “suggestive”. I LOVED it!
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Actually, I think the most sensual song I ever wrote was DEEP IN THE DARK. I am particularly pleased with the lyrics for that song, which actually IS about a woman’s awakening to her own sensuality. Shocked? You shouldn’t be. There is absolutely no reason why the woman who wrote DEEP IN THE DARK and BUTTERSCOTCH CASTLE could not be the same person! Most women are complex and multi-faceted. I’m just fortunate enough to be able to write songs expressing that complexity.




And now I have to turn the subject to a sadder note. Monday night TEENSY, our beloved elderly bulldog, suffered what appeared to be a stroke of some kind. This, in addition to her blindness and arthritic pain, finally told me it was time to let her go. On Tuesday morning I took her to Valley Animal Hospital in Indio, CA, where, thanks to the kind and compassionate services of Dr. Robert Reed, she was released from the pain and confusion she was suffering, and crossed over The Rainbow Bridge. I stroked her big head, and whispered to her as she gently slipped away.
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Below you will find the note I sent Tuesday afternoon to all of our close friends and family who knew and loved Teensy. The dogs I mention in TEENSY’S JOURNEY.... Spooner (Artic Wolf/German Shepherd mix), Bodie (Aussie Shepherd/Husky mix), Broderick, Peaches and Elizabeth (all bulldogs)...are the dogs who have shared our lives in the past thirty years. Adelaide is one of two Australian Shepherds who live with us now.


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TEENSY’S JOURNEY


As Teensy crosses over the Rainbow Bridge, she is amazed at how wonderful she feels. Her back and elbows don’t hurt at all, and she can see everything with a vivid clarity....the lush, green grass, the lovely trees and flowers, the stream dancing along just beneath the bridge....and she feels the healing warmth of the gentle sun. She’s not quite sure where she is, but this is such a nice place.
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Soon she spots five dogs trotting towards her in a friendly manner. When they reach her, they sit in a welcoming semicircle, inviting her to join them. “Hi, Teensy,” the big, beautiful wolf dog says. "I’m Spooner, and this is Bodie." “How ya doing?” he says. “And this is Peaches,” Spooner continued, “and that one is Broderick, and that little bulldog over there is Elizabeth. She’s been here longer than any of us.”
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Peaches says, “I see they got another bulldog. I knew she always liked our kind best.” “I think she loved us all equally,” said Bodie. “Yes she certainly did,” pronounced Spooner, putting an end to THAT kind of talk.
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“How is she?” Bodie asked. “You mean Toni? She’s fine,” said Teensy. “She cried a lot this morning before she sent me here, but I think she’ll be okay.” “How about him?” says Spooner. “Daryl? He’s okay, too. You know, he always spoke highly of you, Spooner,” replied Teensy.
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“And what about that Adelaide?” said Bodie. “She used to drive me crazy when she was a puppy. As a matter of fact, she used to drive me crazy all the time.” “Well, she’s still kind of bossy, but I put her in her place until I got too old to do it,” replied Teensy. “She’s okay. Getting a little pudgy though, I might add. ”
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“Well,” says Spooner, “Adelaide’ll be here before too long. I’ll keep her in line. Besides, it is so wonderful here, none of us ever bothers with teasing each other. We just play and have fun. Come on. We’ll show you around. You’re going to love it here.”
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And off they trot, across the lush, beautiful field, towards a shady grove of trees ....not a care in the world. Teensy pauses for just a moment to look back at the bridge, then turns and follows the others.

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Note:
My next blog will appear on November 19th.
As most of you know, Daryl is our webmaster, and he will be up north next week overseeing the move from our northern Nevada house. Frankly, I don’t know how to upload my own column, so I’ll be taking a week off. Stay with me....I’ll be back.
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Until next time....Keep a “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart.
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October 29, 2006

DOING NOTHING | TEENSY | CHRISTMAS CD UPDATE


This is one of those days when I find myself absolutely NOT doing the things I SHOULD be doing. I should be putting some clothes in the washing machine. I should be doing some of the ironing that has piled up. I should be calling a couple of dear friends I haven’t actually TALKED to in a couple of weeks. Email is nice, but it is no substitute for hearing a special friend’s voice over the phone.... and a phone call is no substitute for actually BEING in the warmth of a good friend’s presence. But when you are separated by hundreds of miles, a phone call is the next best thing.
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I should be sorting through the boxes in the great room, and putting things away. The boxes have been sitting there since we arrived at our California desert home three weeks ago. But since the items in them are mostly files and desk stuff, and aren’t needed right away, I keep putting off dealing with them. Somehow I feel kind of guilty when I’m not constantly doing all the stuff I SHOULD do. What I’d really like to do right now is go out in the back yard and just sit there and look at the beautiful view. And listen for the sounds of birds. And just be quiet.
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Daryl is much better at “doing nothing” than I am. He will go outside, sit in his special chair, and “think”. Or, at least that is what he says he is doing. I think he is on to something. There is absolutely nothing wrong with taking a quiet moment to do nothing... to open up your mind and allow creative thoughts to wander around in there. Who knows? Out of the quiet time may come a new song, or a poem, or an idea for a painting, or whatever your way of expressing yourself might be. I’ve decided that, today, I am going to do nothing for at least a half hour. Right after I finish writing this blog.



Yesterday I took our elderly bulldog, Teensy, to the veterinarian for an evaluation of her condition. As you who are regular TONI’S TAKE readers know, Daryl and I cancelled our appearance on CELEBRITY DUETS, partly because of Teensy’s deteriorating condition. She is over ten years old now, and that is quite old for an English Bulldog. Their usual lifespan is 8-10 years. However, our first bulldog, Broderick, whom some of you will remember from our early album covers, and from his appearances on our television show, lived almost 12 years. Elizabeth, the smaller bulldog, who also appeared on our album covers and in our television show, died at age two from an epileptic siezure. After Elizabeth died, Peaches joined our family, and she lived just short of eleven years.
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Bulldogs will break your heart, as the saying goes. And they certainly do. But they give you so much joy and laughter while they are with you. Teensy is winding down her life now. When I took her to the vet yesterday, I was convinced I would not be bringing her home. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I drove, with Teensy snoozing and snoring (as bulldogs always do) in the back of the minivan. She sleeps most of the time now, and limps badly when she tries to get around. She has severe arthritis in both elbows and in the last vertebra of her spine... the one nearest her tail. She is now on three medications for arthritis pain.... Tramidol, Metacam (doggy Advil), and a glucosomine supplement. We’ve also taken her for accupuncture and chiropractic treaments to try to make her more comfortable.
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Teensy has lived with a serious eye condition called Dry Eye ever since we adopted her when she was 4 1/2 years old. Her eyes seem to be bothering her much more in the last few months. Since she joined our family, she has been on two different eye medications in both eyes twice a day. Adopting an English Bulldog is not for people on a tight budget!
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Lately, in addition to sleeping most of the time, she has lost some weight, and doesn’t seem to want to play as much as she used to. Tug o’ War was her favorite game, and woe to the person who tried to take away any stuffy she had decided was hers. Lately, she has lost her zest for tugs or stuffies. Over the years, when the time came, I have held our dogs or cats in my arms, and told them I loved them as the vet administered the injection that eased their pain, and started their journey over the Rainbow Bridge. That is so hard, but I have always made a silent promise to any animal who joins our family....you will never suffer needlessly, and you will never lose your dignity while you are in my care. When the time comes to make the hard decision to let you go, I will make that decision, and help you cross over without pain or fear.
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When he was told by someone that dogs don’t go to heaven, the great Humorist, Will Rogers, famously said, “If dogs don’t go to heaven, when I die I want to go where they are.” Somehow I know that I will see Broderick and Elizabeth and Peaches, Spooner and Bodie, Sasha and George and Grayson, and all the animals we have loved, when my time comes to leave this world.
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Teensy got a reprieve from the vet. After looking her over thoroughly, he said, “I don’t think Teensy is ready to go just yet.” He suggested a weekly injection of liquid Glucosomine for the next five to six weeks, saying that glucomsomine in that form is much more effective. He also prescribed another eyedrop to add to Tensy’s collection. So, “Nurse” Toni will add that to Teensy’s list of meds, and we’ll see how she does. In the meantime, she is snoozing away by the sofa, living in her doggie dreamtime. Bless her big bulldog heart.




Here’s an update on THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS. Daryl and I approved the test pressing this past Tuesday. The package looks BEAUTIFUL!!!!! We are so pleased with the package design by Rich Di Silvio. It is clean, simple, elegant. And if you look really hard, you will see a couple of bulldog faces peering out from the background. You will also see a hippopotamus in a Santa hat! The CD itself sounds spectacular, thanks to the excellent mastering job by the legendary Pete Papageorges at Capitol Mastering.
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Now we have to wait for Amazon to get the CD into its system. We have been told that can take anywhere from one to two weeks. It should be available for purchase no later than November 7th. We will let you know the exact date as soon as we know it!
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And now, I’m going to go out to the backyard and do nothing. Until next week.... Keep a “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart!
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October 22, 2006

CASPER PREMIERE | HOWIE GREENFIELD - ”LOVE SURVIVES”


Friday night Daryl and I watched the premiere of CASPER’S SCARE SCHOOL on the CARTOON NETWORK. Since Daryl and I don’t have children, we have never had occasion to watch the Cartoon Network before. I now understand why so many children have been diagnosed with ADHD, and why they pester their parents to buy them sugary snacks, video games and assorted other toys. My God.... what a barrage of commercials and other nonsense!!!! I tried deperately to concentrate on CASPER, but my brain was so wired each time a break ended, it was hard for me to get back into the sweet little ghost’s world.
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We stuck with it to the end, in spite of all the craziness. We both thought the animation, the art direction, and the voices were wonderful..... such beautiful colors, and creative characters. I particularly liked SNATCH, the Vampire Kid.... he was such a brat, and he got his comeuppance in the end. The CASPER character was sweet as he ever was, and ALDER and DASH (two heads on one body), voiced by Jim Belushi and Bob Saget, were (was?) appropriately silly and bumbling bad guys.
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It was really a hoot to watch our voices come out of the character, THE ANKLE. We don’t appear until close to the end, when CASPER arrives in THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOWS (which isn’t what you might think it is), but I’m happy to say that we are the character that helps CASPER find his way back to love and friendship.
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Daryl was really disappointed that his “rap” in the middle of the song, WHY DOES LOVE MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD, didn’t make the cut. So was I, because Daryl’s “rap” style has to be heard to be believed. All of the songs were shortened in the CARTOON NETWORK showing, and we are hoping that is because they had to edit the film to fit into the TV time slot (got to have time for all the COMMERCIALS!!!!). The beautiful and timely song, WORLD WITHOUT FEAR, was run in the last half of the credits, and shortened by half in the TV version.
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Classic Media sent us a “screener” DVD of the show, and we watched it later. Without all the interruptions, the show was very funny and charming, and much of the music was restored. WORLD WITHOUT FEAR was played in its entire length over the credits, which ran by much more slowly. I understand that the CASPER’S SCARE SCHOOL DVD will be available for purchase this spring. I hope you will add it to your collection!
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By the way, if you’d like to hear both of the songs we performed in the film in their entirety, go to casperscareschool.com, click on Movie Music, and then click on Song One and Song Two. Let us know what you think of Daryl’s rap style! Email us at: "Dear Captain & Tennille.."
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We did over thirty phone inerviews last week to promote CASPER. Several interviewers asked us about Neil Sedaka, noting that we have recorded so many of his songs, including LOVE WILL KEEP US TOGETHER. Neil is indeed one of America’s finest pop songwriters, and many of his songs suited us perfectly. Neil is a star in his own right, with a distinctive voice, and an irrepressible stage presence. But few people know very much about Neil’s writing partner for many years, Howard “Howie” Greenfield. Daryl and I considered Howie, and his long-time life partner, Tory Damon, to be two of our dearest friends.
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Neil and Howie started writing together when they were just teenagers. They became two of the great pop songwriters among the famous Brill building songwriters in New York City in the late 50s and early 60s. Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman, Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil, Carole King and Gerry Goffin, Burt Bacharach and Hal David, Jeff Barry and Ellie Greenwich were some of the terrific writers of the Brill Building era. I highly recommend a great book called ALWAYS MAGIC IN THE AIR, written by Ken Emerson, and published by Viking, which is absolutely fascinating reading, and really helps you to understand the pop music culture of those days.
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But right now I want to talk about one of the kindest, dearest men Daryl and I ever knew....Howie Greenfield. Howie wrote the lyrics for the song that started our career. LOVE WILL KEEP US TOGETHER started climbing the charts shortly after it was released by A&M Records in November of 1974. It was incredibly exciting to us as, one by one, radio stations began to add it to their playlists. One day in late 1974, when we happened to be at the A&M Records lot, we were told we had a call from Howard Greenfield. When I picked up the phone, a cheerful, upbeat voice with a New York accent said, “Toni, this is Howard Greenfield. I just heard your recording of the song I wrote with Neil Sedaka, and I LOVE it!!!! I’d love to meet you and the Captain.”
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That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Howie and his longtime partner, Tory Damon, lived in a beautiful home in Beverly Hills. Daryl and I visited them there often over the years, and came to love them both. Howie was one of those rare people who made a lot of money as a songwriter, but the money was the last thing he cared about. He loved music, good friends, and life. He was one of the most caring people I have ever known, and I miss him to this day.
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By the early 80s, Daryl and I had decided to move to northern Nevada. The LA area was just too “show-bizzy” for us, and we wanted to live a more “regular” life. We had fallen in love with Lake Tahoe after performing there, so we bought some property on the east shore, and started building a beautiful log home in the Glenbrook area. Just before we were set to leave LA, Howie and Tory invited over for a last get-together. While we were there, Tory quietly told us he had “leukemia”. That was the very early days of the AIDS epidemic. Tory didn’t say the word “AIDS”, but we knew what he meant. In those days, it was almost certainly a death sentence. We were devastated. He assured us that he would be “fine”, and never mentioned it again.
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Shortly after Daryl and I moved to Lake Tahoe in 1984, Tory gave us a call to say that Howie had also been diagnosed with AIDS, the very thing we had feared most. I couldn’t stop thinking about Howie...... what a wonderful man he was.... how many terrific songs he had written.... how much I would miss him.
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As I usually do when I need time to gather my thoughts, I called the dogs to join me, and walked along the trail up a quiet wooded canyon near our house. As I walked, I thought about Howie, and what a world without him would be like for us and for Tory, and for all the people who loved him. I was comforted by the thought that Howie’s wonderful songs would live after him. The phrase, “Love survives in a song and a memory” came to me, and by the time I returned home, I had the entire lyric in my head. I sat down at the piano, and wrote out the melody I was hearing, and the song became LOVE SURVIVES. I am reprinting the lyrics below as a tribute to Howie and his songs.

LOVE SURVIVES
by Toni Tennille

Life was always easy for me
just because I knew that you were there
And even though the world fell down around me
I knew you would always care
And even though I know you have to go
I’m strong enough to make it just because you loved me so

Love survives in a song and a memory
Love survives though everything else has gone
In the darkest night there will always be a light
Because Love, Love will survive


You’ll always be a living part of me
The love we shared together
Is the love that sets me free

And I know you’re with me now and always will be
The greatest love I ever knew was you and me

c1985 Moonlight and Magnolias



Tory lived for a couple of years after he was diagnosed. The disease ravaged Howie in six months. They died within a week of each other. Love..... and Howie’s music.... survives.
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Until next week, Keep a “Song of Joy” Inside Your heart.
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October 15, 2006

LAST NEVADA DAY | THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS | CASPER | THE HUNGRY DETECTIVE


Here is how our last day at our northern Nevada home unfolded. Daryl and I had plans to pack both cars in a leisurely and relaxed manner, vowing not to get rattled and scream at each other as we prepared to leave. We were going to take our time, breathe deeply to keep stress at bay, and have a lovely final day at our beautiful home. We had arranged for the house and the carpets to be cleaned and readied for showing to prospective buyers a few days after we left, so I wasn’t too concerned about the house being perfectly clean before we headed south. Those of you who live with pets know it is very hard to keep a house spotless with six animals in residence.
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HOWEVER.....two days before our scheduled early morning departure, we got a call from our friend and realtor, Carole, saying she had some clients who were very anxious to see the house, and they wanted to see it right away..... just a couple of hours after we left. She knew them well, and felt the house would be perfect for them.
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That was it! My blood pressure rose, my anxiety level reached a fever pitch.... I had to clean like a crazy woman, because I simply couldn’t STAND for a prospective buyer to see our much-less- than-spotless house! The clients had been told that the house wasn’t ready for viewing, but STILL....... so much for a relaxed last day. I grabbed broom, hand vacuum, regular vacuum, mop, cleaning supplies, sponges, paper towels, and went at the house like a madwoman. NOBODY was going to see cat hair on the furniture and doggy footprints all over the floor in MY house. I couldn’t do much about the smudgey spots on the library rug where our elderly bulldog liked to sleep because my steam cleaner broke, but I would do the best I could in the short time I had!
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By late afternoon the skies outside opened up with a rare autumn thunderstorm, flinging giant bucketsful of pea-sized hail and wildly blowing rain to the ground, and scaring the heck out of our poor male Australian Shepherd, who is terrified of thunder, and cowered in the interior guest bathroom until it all finally stopped a couple of hours later.
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In the meantime, I was using the handvac in my closet, bending down to get the cat litter off the closet floor and talking to Daryl about not forgetting to pack something, when I raised up to tackle another area, and WHACK!!!! The crown of my head slammed into the sharp corner of the overhanging shelf, and blood burst from my head, all over my hair, and started dripping on the closet floor (Damn it! More cleaning). Daryl yelled, “You’ve got to go to the emergency room...you need stitches...you might have a concussion!!!”
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I had the handvac in my right hand, and my left hand, now covered with blood, was pressed on the wound as I tried to determine how bad it was. I felt a big bump rising in my scalp as Daryl continued to insist I would die if I didn’t go to the hospital right away. “I CAN’T go to the hospital,” I thought, “I look like hell... and I’m not through CLEANING!” Knowing that head wounds, even the smallest ones, can be very bloody, I put down the hand vac, grabbed a towel, soaked it in cold water from the tap, and pressed it against the wound for couple of minutes, after which the bleeding mostly stopped. And I STILL had much more cleaning to do.
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Well...to make a long story short, everything worked out fine. Although my head was sore for a few days, we managed to get Daryl off to southern California at dawn the next morning with the three cats, while I remained behind a bit longer to dispose of the cat litter boxes and do a little last-minute straightening up. Then I loaded the three dogs in the minivan, and followed Daryl down to southern California. The prospective clients who went through our house a couple of hours after we left that day, made us an offer a couple of days later, and we accepted it. I guess they thought the house was clean enough!!!!
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It has taken me almost a week to calm down!



Now...some great news!!!! I am thrilled to tell you that our Christmas CD, THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS, will be available for purchase from Amazon.com in early November! You will be able to buy it only at Amazon this year, since we simply did not have time to make a distribution deal to get it into stores. But, at least, some of you will be able to enjoy it this Christmas.
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It is really too late to do any promotion to let people know it is available, but you can help by telling the people on your email list about it, and asking them to spread the word. This year the only way people will know THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS is available will be by word of mouth.... a true grassroots effort! I usually don’t go around talking about how wonderful I think something of ours is, but I really DO think this CD is one of the very best things we have ever done together. I hope you agree!! Remember, it won’t be available at Amazon.com until early November.




Last year Daryl and I did the voices for a two-headed character for an animated film called CASPER’S SCARE SCHOOL. The film is based on the beloved character of “Casper the Friendly Ghost.” We also performed two original songs for the film..... WHY DOES LOVE MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD and WORLD WITHOUT FEAR. Both songs were written by Magnus Fiennes, younger brother of British actor, Ralph Fiennes. Other CASPER characters were voiced by Jim Belushi, Bob Saget, Phyllis Diller, and Dan Castellaneta (of “The Simpsons”). After we recorded our parts, we pretty much forgot about it, because the computer animation and editing is done AFTER the voices are recorded, and it is a very slow, painstaking process. We were told they were trying to get it ready by Halloween, but it would be a close call.

Well, we just found out that CASPER’S SCARE SCHOOL will premiere on the CARTOON NETWORK on October 20, from 7PM to 9PM. There will be several more airings through Halloween. When you watch the film, don’t look for us until about an hour into the story. Our character is called the ANKLE (Aunt Belle and Uncle Murray). We are two heads on one body (and, yes, Daryl’s head wears a Captain’s hat). We are the “good” scary characters who help Casper understand that love and friendship are the right way to go! We haven’t seen the film yet. In fact, we’ll be seeing it for the first time when you do. I can’t wait to see how we “look” in animated form! Let us know what you think of it. I must say, though, give a special listen to the song, WORLD WITHOUT FEAR. It is absolutely beautiful, and a world without fear is something we all need right now.




And here’s one MORE show I hope you will watch..... my nephew (my sister Louisa’s son), Chris Cognac, who is a detective with the Hawthorne, California Police Department AND a food critic, will be starring in his own show, THE HUNGRY DETECTIVE, on the FOOD NETWORK. The show premieres October 17th at 10:30PM - PDT. Don’t miss it! Chris is a natural, and you will love him. It must be those Tennille genes!!!!
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That’s the news for now. I hope you will enjoy THE SECRET OF CHRISTMAS, CASPER’S SCARE SCHOOL and THE HUNGRY DETECTIVE. Until next time, Keep A “Song of Joy” Inside Your Heart!
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October 9, 2006

DELAYED COLUMN | MATT CATINGUB

As most of you who are regular readers know, Daryl and I have been very, very stressed and busy this week. I mentioned in my last column that we would be moving to our southern California home and putting our northern Nevada home on the market this past weekend. I had hoped to write a column for you today (Monday), but, frankly, I am just too overwhelmed by the move to concentrate right now. I am so grateful to my readers, and hope you will bear with me until this coming Sunday. I’ll have a new column for you then.
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Just a quick note. This August, I had the odd, and very interesting experience of “covering” my own song. Matt Catingub...a brilliant musician and good friend of mine and Daryl’s..is putting together an album with his new music ensemble, The Matt Catingub Orchestra of Hawaii. He called a few months ago, and said he had an idea for an arrangement of my song, THE WAY I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, and wanted me to sing it on the new CD. His thought was to arrange it in a “soft jazz” bossa nova style. I loved the idea, and asked him to send me a MP3 File of his arrangement. Daryl and I listened to it, and agreed that it was a wonderful arrangement, and I agreed to do it.
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We recorded it in Reno this past August, and it was really fun for me, since I had to “re-think” my stylistic approach to the song because Matt’s arrangement was so different from the Captain and Tennille original. I haven’t heard the final mix, but I loved what I heard in the studio. Go to Matt’s site, and read all about the new CD, and the Hawaii Romantic Music festival that Matt is putting together. Maybe we should all make plane reservations right now to attend! I believe it is scheduled for this coming spring on Oahu. Matt is the Pops Conductor of the Honolulu Symphony Orchestra, and is absolutely beloved in the Islands. I’m sure his CD and festival will be a huge success.
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I promise to write next Sunday. Until then, Keep a “song of Joy” Inside Your Heart
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October 1, 2006

HOUSE OF LIGHT | NEVADA ARTS | 1975 GRAMMY AWARD

Six days from today, we will lock the door of this very special house, and leave Nevada. We’ll return only to move out of the house once it has been sold. We only hope that whoever lives here after us will experience the love and happiness that we have enjoyed here for almost 14 years. When we first moved in, Daryl and I called it our “house of light”, because we had SO many windows, there was hardly any wall space for paintings and photographs. We always considered the beauty that Nature provided us through every window our “art”. We love this house so much, we will be building almost the EXACT house in Arizona!
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It has been said that moving is one of life’s great stresses, right up there with divorce and life-threatening illness, and I am certainly starting to feel just a bit stressed as our last few days here fly by. Daryl and I have moved several times during our life together.... my mother used to joke that we never stayed in any home more than seven years... and that is mostly true. However, we have been in this house almost fourteen years, and I am feeling the anxiety creeping up on me as moving day draws near. We are spending these last days in northern Nevada in a flurry of activity.... meeting with the realtors, doing some final packing, trying to get the house fairly clean before the REAL housecleaners do their job after we leave, picking up medical records...ours and the pets.... and spending time with close friends.

Many year