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Speaker1: That have been together. Actually, the quartet has been in, in,
let's say, existence for 38 years. They haven't sung all of them with this
quartet that long. They were originally a Westinghouse quartet sponsored by
Westinghouse, but belonging to the Barbershoppers. And in the last few
years they have changed their name to the Circle W4, but it's actually the
Westinghouse emblem. I know you'll enjoy them. They're from Pittsburgh,
Pennsylvania. Let's give them a big hand. The Circle W4.
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All. Ah, well, I.
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Speaker2: Met my little bright eyed doll. Down, way down, down by the
riverside. Way down, down by the riverside. Way down, down by the
riverside. Well, I met my little bright eyed doll.
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Gone way down, down by the riverside. Down by the riverside. Riverside.
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Speaker2: Well, ask her for a little kiss. Way down, down by the
riverside. Way down by the riverside. Way down, down by the riverside.
Well, ask her for a little kiss. Way down by the riverside. Down by the
riverside. She said have patience, little man. I know you'll understand. I
hardly know your name. And baby, maybe some sweet day. We'll hear the
preacher say your name. And mine will be the. Oscar for a little kiss. Way
down by the riverside. Way down, down by the riverside. Way down, down by
the riverside. I'll ask her for a little kiss.
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Way down by the riverside. Down by the.
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Speaker2: Riverside. She said have patience. Little man, I know you'll
understand. I hardly know your name, baby. Maybe some sweet day will hear
the preacher say. Your name and mine will be the same. Where? Lie with my
little friend. All the way down by the riverside. Way down by the
riverside. Way down, down by the riverside. What a web. My little bright
eyed doll. Way down, down by the riverside. Down by the riverside. Down,
down.
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Down by the river. I. Don't get it wrong. You. Thank you.
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Speaker2: Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, greetings from Pittsburgh,
Pennsylvania. We've moved around quite a bit in the last 14 days. It's hard
for me to remember where we were, but I do recall several days ago we were
in Okinawa. Before we left there, I stopped into a bar for a little
refreshment, and I sat down at the bar right next to a guy who must have
been at least six feet five inches tall. And right on the other side of him
sat a little guy about five feet four. Well, I'd been there about two
minutes, I guess, when this big fella hauls off and he chops this little
guy a fearful blow and knocks him down off the bar stool, the little guy
picks himself up, pulls himself up back onto the bar stool and says to the
big guy, what was that? Big guy said that was judo from China. So in a
couple of minutes, the big guy hauls off and again he chops this little
guy, knocks him to the floor. Again, the little guy pulls himself back up
under the bar stool and says to the big guy, well, what was that? Big guy
says that was karate from Japan. So in a couple of moments, the little guy
does a fade out. He leaves the ballroom. Couple of minutes later, he comes
sneaking back into the bar, and he sneaks up behind this big guy, and he
wraps him a fearful blow on the back of the head and just knocks him
senseless to the floor. Then he turns to the bartender and he says when he
comes to tell him that was a crowbar from Sears Roebuck. Here's a very
lovely ballad I'm sure you'll enjoy. It's called I wish I Had My Old Gal
Back Again.
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On. On We all have.
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Speaker2: Pals. We all.
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All I've got. Gals from whom we.
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Speaker2: Drift with the. Here's some we forget and some we regret after
it's too late for tears. Is from the best pal I had. I stayed away and how
I regret it today.
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I. I wish I had my own. gal back again.
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Speaker2: I miss her more than ever. now. Now though we drifted apart.
There's a place in my heart. just for her. And for no one. Other right next
to my mother. Um. Gee, how different my life. My. I have been. I've lived
and heard a lot since thaen And there never was a pal. Well.
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Like my. Old gal.
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Speaker2: I wish I had her back.
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Again. Once again.
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Speaker2:
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I wish I had her back. again. And. Thank you. Thank you once again very
shortly.
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Speaker2: Very shortly we're going to do a number from one of the great
Broadway musicals. And it always gives me a great deal of pleasure to do
that number, because it reminds me of a very dear friend of mine from some
years back whose name was Sam Smith. Now Sam Smith resembled Ezio Pinza.
You know, Ezio was the one who starred in South Pacific for so many years
on Broadway. That is, Sam resembled him facially. He couldn't sing. As a
matter of fact, whenever he became flustered, he stuttered and stammered
quite a bit. Nothing flustered him more than being compared to the great
Ezio Pinza. Well, Sam's work took him to New York City one time, and he
went by train and had no sooner stepped off the train onto the platform
when one of the Red caps recognized him and said, Welcome to New York City,
Mr. Pinza. Of course, this flustered Sam, and he said to him, my nana, nana
nana nana nana nana nana nana nana nana nana. And the name is Sam Smith.
Smith. So they hailed a cab and a cab driver recognized him. And again he
had to stumble his way through this explanation. He arrived at the hotel,
the doorman recognized him and once again he had to go through it. By this
time he's quite flustered. So as he's entering the hotel, coming across the
lobby floor, the desk clerk sees him coming and he stands up and announces
in a loud voice for everybody to hear, Mr.
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Speaker2: Pinza. The hotel is yours. Of course, this is the straw that
breaks the camel's back. Sam takes his key, storms up to the fourth floor,
unlocks the door, walks into the room, and there, in a big red plush chair,
sits the loveliest girl Sam has ever seen. As he walks into the room, she
rises and extends her arms and says, Mr. Pinza, welcome. And you can just
see the blood coming up in Sam's face as he looks at her for a moment and
says, mine. No, no no no no no no no no no no no no. The name is Sam.
Enchanted evening. Old Sam learns fast. I'll tell you. Here's a rhythm
number, and I would like you to join us when we give you the signal. It's
called Rural Rhythm. Paul. Hiram Brown got six little band in town, and
people come from miles around just to hear them play. Hey, hey, their music
can't be beat. Got the folks talk along the street. Everybody wants to
shake their feet. They sure can play. And Mack Gordon, an old banjo, a hot
guitar and a fiddle and a ball. Now when they play rural rhythm, see them
sway to rural rhythm. It's okay. Rural rhythm. I will have to go to country
dances. I know well that it's corny. You can yell, say it's corny. Still,
it's swell music for me. A big brass band. Everybody clap.
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Your hands. Pull up your overalls, stamp your feet. Hey, what if the city
falls? Dance all night. Dance till the rooster falls. To the music.
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Speaker2: Of the heart. Hillbilly I go for a rural rhythm I ain't
corporal. Oh, rhythm. Give me more rural rhythm. Now that's the way to go
to town I know cows have learned a rural rhythm. And milk is churn the
rural rhythm I'll be durned now they're given a buttermilk and cream
cheese. Every milk an Uncle Ben. He's a grand mother hen. She's laying in
the pen the pigs are sayin. Take us to the market now. Hey there. Sign.
Here comes the county. Go home. That mare, she'd be a step a fool to watch
that bull and grab a hold of mule. Or he puts a kick in to the cider.
Turkeys call a rural rhythm. Apples fall for rural rhythm. That ain't all
rural rhythm. I keep the farmers on the farm once again. Clap your hands.
Pull up your overalls. Stamp your feet. Hey, what.
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If the city falls? Dance all night. Dance till the rooster call to the
music of the heart.
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Speaker2: Hillbilly I go for a rural rhythm I incorporate all old rhythm.
And give me more rural rhythm. That's the way to go to town. Um. That's the
way to go to town.
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Now, people. Um. You got it.
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Speaker2: Thank you very much. So many mikes. It's hard to pick. I'll take
your choice. Take my choice. Uh, we take turns talking and singing, and the
old guys have a chance to get cleared up and cough and everything while I
talk. See? And I haven't told this story for a long time, but I have a
little girlfriend back home. Six years old, little one. And her name is
Shelley. Now, when you're six years old, you just start to school, right?
And the first thing you learn when you start to school is how to sign your
name. And boy, that's important when you're six. Well, one Saturday
afternoon, little Shelly's mother took her to a wedding. And after the
wedding was over, everybody was standing in line waiting to sign the guest
register. Oh, boy. This was her first chance to sign her name. Show she
could do it. And boy, she fussed and she fidgeted. She could hardly stand
it now, right in front of little Shelly in the line, there happens to be a
nun. Well, the closer they get to that book, the more she fusses and the
more she fidgets till she can hardly stand it any longer. She tries to
scoot around in front of the nun and sign her name first, and her mother
says, no, no, dear, wait till the nun signs, Shelly. There are several
classifications of humor, and that's what's known as barbershop humor,
which comes under the classification of rotten. You laugh at that. You're
really hurting for humor. That's all I got to say. Well, a little bit ago,
you heard John tell tell his little story, which ended up with a with one
line from a song from South Pacific. And since we happen to be somewhere in
the South Pacific, we thought we'd throw together this little number. Boy,
is that a fake out? We worked for seven weeks on it. Anyway, we would like
to let you hear now the greatest bass in barbershop and maybe the greatest
bass anywhere. Big deal. That's not just my opinion either. It's his.
Seriously. Really fine bass. John Power singing Some Enchanted Evening.
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All. Some enchanted evening. You may see a stranger.
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Speaker2: Erm.
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You may see a stranger. Across. Across. Ac rowded room.
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Speaker2: Home and somehow. You know, even there. That somewhere.
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You'll see her. Again and again.
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Speaker2: Then some.
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Enchanted evening. Someone may be laughing. You may hear her laughing. In
across the cross. a crowded.
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Speaker2: Room.
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And night after night.
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Speaker2: As strange as it seems.
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The sound of her laughter. Will ring. In your dreams. Who can explain.
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Speaker2: It? Who can tell you why? Who give you reasons? Wise men never.
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Try. I. Some enchanted evening.
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When you find your true love. Um, when you feel her call you.
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Across the crowded room. Ohmm then fly to her side. And make her your own.
All through your life you may dream all alone.
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Once you have found her, never let her go. Once you have found her. Never
let her go. All. Okay. Cool it. It's tough enough to live with him, you
know. That's really. Isn't that something? That's what all us men think we
sound like in the shower, right? It isn't so I tried it. It doesn't work.
John was talking a little bit about our experiences. We've been in Japan
and Okinawa and so forth, and Japan is absolutely the most. The most
traffic I've ever seen in my life in Tokyo. I've never seen that much
traffic packed into that small space. Those kamikaze taxi drivers are
unbelievable. Really? It just. It just made me. Oh. Fortunately, in Tokyo,
I didn't see one woman driver. And that's fortunate because one woman in
that mess. That's it. The whole place stops right there. And it made me
think of my wife. The reason I mentioned that my wife is a woman driver,
right. And she's, you know, I don't want you to give the I don't want to
give you the impression that she's the worst driver in the world because
she's not. She's in the top ten, but she's not the worst. Oh, you have two
cars. See, she has a little Volkswagen that she careens around off of
things back home. I come home one night and I put my car in the garage, and
I go upstairs to give her a little peck on the cheek like I do. Would you
believe it? There in the kitchen.
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Speaker2: She has the Volkswagen parked in the kitchen. I said, wife, how
in the world did you get the Volkswagen in the kitchen? She said, that's
easy. I got to the dining room. I turned left, right. You put something
like that in Tokyo. Like I said, that's it. We would like to, uh, pick the
tempo up again here and sing a number in honor of our 50th state, we'll do
the Hawaiian War chant. Hold it, Bill, hold one. We're going to do the
announcing. How about pronouncing the word right? I got it right. No, it's
pronounced Hawaii. It's got a w I know, I know. See, I told you, because
all W's are pronounced as V's. Hawaii. There's a handsome looking gentleman
coming along here. We'll try to get an opinion from here. Hey pardon me,
sir, could you give me the right pronunciation to the word? Is it Hawaii or
Hawaii? Hawaii. Right. It's got a w Hawaii. See there. Bill, I told you I
was right all the time. Thank you very much, sir. You're welcome. You're
welcome. Oh, are you going to slap on your plus? All. Ah, there's a funny
little funny little melody that was started by a native down to Waikiki. He
would gather a crowd down beside the sea and the place gave one chant. Soon
the other little lady started singing it. And the hula hula lady started
swinging it like a tropical storm. That's the way it hit. Funny little gay
white chant.
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All the way down. Oh, hold.
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Speaker2: On me, big bad white man. So started on an island down a way
away. This is popular in Tennessee or Iowa. If you wander into any cabaret,
you will hear the scale wine. And farewell to. Thee. Be there. Early. Hey,
that's.
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Harming one who dwells among the bowers.
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Speaker2: One fond embrace before we now depart. Until we meet again. Them
the la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
la la.
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Oh, wait. Stop! On our way to our lallah. I'll put on.
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Speaker2: On one.
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Oly. Oh. Well, this.
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Speaker2: Microphone is kind of high for me here. I'm the shortest one in
this bunch. I think you put too much Lapu-Lapu or who wasn't? You can't
touch anything. Uh, you've heard John Power, our baby, sing his solo. Uh,
besides having such a beautiful voice, John's a very lucky fellow. Righto,
righto. What do you mean, righto? Get off my right toe. Oh, you stand up.
Anyhow, John's a very lucky fellow. In fact, he's so lucky. The other day
he got a cocker spaniel for his wife. Boy, I wish I could make a trade like
that. But back in Pittsburgh, I want to tell you about a friend of mine who
teaches little Cub scouts, and he's telling little boys about first aid.
And the subject is snake bite. And he's telling now, fellows, when you get
a snake bite, he says, you don't have to worry one bit. He says, right
where the fangs go in. He says, reach into your pocket and get your knife.
Make a slice and suck up the venom and spit it out and get yourself to a
doctor, and everything's going to be all right. The little kid in the back
pops up and he says, yeah, but what if they attack from the rear? So the
instructor looked at him. He said, son, that's when you'll find out who
your best friends are. We'd like to do a number. Uh. Pardon me. Eh? I'm
serious. Emergency! Sid Smith, please go to the office. That's for real.
Okay. Is there a Sid Smith in the audience, please? No. Syd hit the road
already, I don't know. We'd like to do for you now, another number from a
musical. It's called The Music Man. I guess a lot of you have seen it. We'd
like to do for you now. Lida Rose.
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Speaker3: Fine enough, I said. Mess me up. On. Are.
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Lida. Rose. I'm home again. To get the sun back in the sky. Lida Rose. I'm
home again. Holds about a thousand kisses. Shy. Ding dong ding! I can hear
the chapel bell chime. ding dong ding at the least suggestion. I'll pop the
question.
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Lida Rose. I'm home again.
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Rose. Without a sweetheart to my name. Lida rose. Now everyone knows. Those
that I am hoping. You're the same. So here is my love song. Not fancy or
fine. Lida Rose. Won't you be my rose? I'm home again, rose. To get the sun
back in the sky. Lida rose, I'm home again. Rose. About a thousand kisses.
Shy. Ding dong ding. I can hear the chapel bell chime. Ding dong ding. At
the least suggestion I'll pop the question. Light a rose. I'm home again.
Rose. Without a sweetheart to my name. Lida rose. Now everyone knows that I
am hoping you're the same. So here is my love. Of some not fancy or fine,
Lida Rose. Oh, won't you be mine.
