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Simon & Garfunkel — Mrs. Robinson
Album: Bookends
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Released: 1968
Length: 3:47
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De, de de-de de-de, de-de de-de, de de-de
Do, do do-do do-do, do-do do
De-de de-de de de de-de de de de-de de

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

Coo coo ca choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates' debate
Laugh about it, shout about it when you've got to choose
Every way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
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 teckels4 wrote:


According to a biography of Simon, he wanted the hero to be Mickey Mantle, not DiMaggio.  He couldn't make the line work, so he changed it.

At first, DiMaggio was upset about being in the song.  After Paul explained it to him, pointing out that it was a compliment, he was OK with it!
 jbarryc wrote:

While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.



Great story! Thanks!
Here find some of the goofiest lyrics of sixties pop music.
 Hannio wrote:

 

I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died. 

I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years.  Somehow I find that amazing.  



I heard a story that when Bancroft brought Brooks home for the first time her mother puller her aside and told her she could do better.  I sometimes wonder what she had in mind?   Beside Brooks being an EGOT Bancroft must have laughed laughed every day of her life. 
GREAT!! ICONIC!!
 Proclivities wrote:

Was Paul Simon your source for this theory?


Well one had a very successful solo career and the other...hmm
 jbarryc wrote:

While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.



looks like you really feel comfortable now!
 TJOpootertoot wrote:

I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"

Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.

Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.


According to a biography of Simon, he wanted the hero to be Mickey Mantle, not DiMaggio.  He couldn't make the line work, so he changed it.
the scene where Ben kisses her after she drags on her cigarette is brilliant
 SpinyNorma wrote:

The first song I can remember hearing on the radio in our flat in Finchley, North London, at the ripe old age of 3!




First 45 rpm record I ever bought. I was eight at the time.
The Graduate is on our watch list for the next week, actually. Seldom does one get so many good songs in one movie.
First 45 I ever bought. I was 8 years old at the time.  However, it took me a few more years to fully appreciate Anne Bancroft.
Very goof vibes .. thanks B&R,
 TJOpootertoot wrote:

I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"

Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.

Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
 

Huh!
I found this little post about it and more!
I love RP comments. Thank you for taking the time.
Plastic - oh - now I get it - The Movie
Whow, segue or what. Love it B & R.
That seque stopped me in my tracks. Never would have come up with that combo. Guess I was a bit thunderstruck...
AC/DC Thunderstruck to this beautiful song. Quite the segue, Bill. Bravo!
This is why the "10" rating  exists, for songs like this.
Truly Godlike music.  As good a it gets and Timeless!
The first song I can remember hearing on the radio in our flat in Finchley, North London, at the ripe old age of 3!
Can't decide how to rate... This is a great song AND the very first song I remember having heard on the radio as a very young child...
 TJOpootertoot wrote:

I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"

Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.

Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
 

I seem to remember Simon saying that he wanted to use Mickey Mantle but it just didn't fit the metre.
Really awesome segue from Rodrigo y Gabriela Stairway to Heavon to this... why is this working so well?
"...our nation turns its lonely eyes to you.." just made me burst out laughing. Uh oh.
 ecomaniac wrote:

Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack.  Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.

 
I remember a great story Simon told on a 60 Minutes interview many moons ago.
He'd run into Joe DiMaggio and DiMaggio was like, "What do you mean, 'where have you gone?'" I'm right here! I'm doing ads for Mr. Coffee and everything!"

Simon pointed out that DiMaggio had yet to think of himself as a metaphor.

Point is, great song. Unimpeachable.
"Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes."  Can't get that image out of my mind.{#Tongue}
An original and great song when it was made, and still.
 below72 wrote:
These two NY boys were fine together - until:
1) Arty believed he was an actor...
2) Arty believed he was the creative one..
3) Arty tried to become 'a solo act'.
Oh my, Arty was delusional.

 
Was Paul Simon your source for this theory?
 hayduke2 wrote:

clapping smiling emoji for this sweet remembrance, Thank You jbarryc!  (I thought he was excellent at the DNC too  : )

 
Thanks jbarryc for taking the time to share this!  P.S. has meant SO much to SO many of my generation.  And, thanks R.P. for keeping him current!
 ecomaniac wrote:

Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack.  Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.

 
I agree. For those of us who grew up in the 60's and saw the movie, this was a counterculture theme song. Understandable that it holds a different feeling for some than for others. It's definitely not their best musically. 
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 jbarryc wrote:
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.

 
clapping smiling emoji for this sweet remembrance, Thank You jbarryc!  (I thought he was excellent at the DNC too  : )
 haretic wrote:
I never really enjoyed "Mrs. Robinson," and over the years I've come to cringe every time I hear it on the radio. I consider it Paul Simon's worst-ever lyric.
Every time I hear this song begin, I think: "Why?? We could be listening to something outstanding from Simon and Garfunkel instead of this drek!"
{#Whipit}

 
Perhaps you have to have seen the movie - this song wasn't released (nor finished) until after it made The Graduate soundtrack.  Word is, Paul had Eleanor Roosevelt in mind when he penned these lyrics, but changed the name to Robinson for the movie.
These two NY boys were fine together - until:
1) Arty believed he was an actor...
2) Arty believed he was the creative one..
3) Arty tried to become 'a solo act'.
Oh my, Arty was delusional.
The original chiming guitar work and shimmering layers that influenced and inspired so many after. Imagine you are hearing this for the first times again, as I can clearly recall, as a kid, with this on the car radio, with the top down, and Mom and Dad singing along — although when pressed as to the meanings of some of the lyrics, they were happy to offer the establishment line: "Umm, controversial!"
Back when they could still stand each other..........or is that over?
This song isn't fantastic but this album is!
I have loved Simon and Garfunkel ever since I first heard my older brother's copy of "Wednesday Morning, 3 AM" way back when.
(I still far prefer the acoustic original of "The Sounds of Silence").
I never really enjoyed "Mrs. Robinson," and over the years I've come to cringe every time I hear it on the radio. I consider it Paul Simon's worst-ever lyric.
Every time I hear this song begin, I think: "Why?? We could be listening to something outstanding from Simon and Garfunkel instead of this drek!"
{#Whipit}
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 SheRidesABeemer wrote:
48 years old and we still love listening to it.  Did our parents love listening to music from the 1920's when they were in their 50's? I don't think so. 

 
I'm in my 50's and I sometimes listen to music from the 1920's but I'm the exception among my acquaintances (not counting folks here who are likely all over the musical map). I listen to pretty much every genre and age.

Most people I know my age prefer music that was made between 1965-1985.

My parents listened to Classical music and my wife's listened to the worst that contemporary Country had to offer :)  So they weren't listening to the 1920s music.
 SheRidesABeemer wrote:
48 years old and we still love listening to it.  Did our parents love listening to music from the 1920's when they were in their 50's? I don't think so. 

 
Mine did - but probably more music from the 1930s and '40s than the '20s.
48 years old and we still love listening to it.  Did our parents love listening to music from the 1920's when they were in their 50's? I don't think so. 
Never get tired of this one-classic!
{#Crown}  {#Crown}  {#Crown}  iconic ...BIG  happiness factor comes with  this song
Back in the day, this album was instrumental in making me think about life's issues and teaching me the importance of doing so.
Heard recently the story about how this song was not originally about Mrs. Robinson, but about Mrs. (Eleanor) Roosevelt.

Mrs. Robinson 
 WonderLizard wrote:

This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.

I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...{#Wink} 

 
I see your point and applaud the notion, but perhaps this particular tune is a bad place to start.  This version, which appears on Simon & Garfunkel's "Bookends" album, was completed after the shorter "early" version, which appears in The Graduate and on its original (there's that word again) soundtrack.  So technically, this one is a "later" version.
Soooooo good, a brilliant track and a brilliant movie from the very best of the soundtrack of my youth {#Notworthy}
 jbarryc wrote:
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.

 
I...I have something in my eye.

{#Cool} 
 Hannio wrote:
 

I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died. 

I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years.  Somehow I find that amazing.  

 
Maybe he had a big shlong.
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 jbarryc wrote:
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.

 
what a thouching writing :-)
{#Heartkiss}  priceless - is G O D L I K E
 zepher wrote:
Plastics!
 
Now we know where Bono got his sunglasses!


Plastics!



 rdo wrote:
I like the Lemmonheads version better.  {#Foot-in-mouth}

 
TRANSLATION: I just found this stick and am not sure what to do with it

also I am pretty sure they were going for that Mumford and Sons sound when they made this
Geez...these guys sound like Mumford and Sons. 
Joe Osborn on bass and Hal Blaine on drums on this LP as well as other members of the wrecking crew. I was in the 12th grade I believe thinking "That is some great bass work" and not knowing these studio greats at the time. 
 johnjconn wrote:
In the 60's , Mrs. Robinson was a hot piece of ass.
Today she's a dog.


  

I don't know about Mrs. Robinson, but Anne Bancroft was beautiful till the day she died. 

I bet most people don't know she was married to Mel Brooks for 41 years.  Somehow I find that amazing.  
Anywhere, anytime, this is always nice!
 WonderLizard wrote:

This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.

I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...{#Wink} 
 

I totally agree.  I was just trying to be funny.  I rarely like the covers better than the original, and if you know me you'll know that I believe very strongly that the utmost deference should always be given to the original recording. 
 jbarryc wrote:
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.
 
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing. In the words of Napoleon Dynamite, "Lucky!"
 COOL STORY!  And just how I would want to think of him based on his music, which is among the very best ever done...
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jbarryc wrote:
While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.

While I have been listening to RP for several years, I never felt comfortable making a comment since I was one of the 'freeloaders' who listen but didn't donate. I just rectified the donation issue so I can make a comment about this and all Simon and Garfunkel songs we hear on this station.
A little over a year ago, I was invited to London with a friend who works in show business. We had many activities scheduled but there was one meal that stood out.We were invited to a dinner at a small home in central London owned by a well known artist. Nothing fancy. My friend and I along with four other people. I recognized one of the people right away since he is a very famous TV producer here in New York.While I was saying hello to him, a short fellow with whispy hair came up to me, shook my hand and said, "Hi. I'm Paul." It was Paul Simon. I fought the collapse of my knees and the tears that automatically came to my eyes and we all sat down at the kitchen table for a simple dinner. We talked all night (I work in healthcare and he has a particular interest in the field). He was funny, charming and made me feel like what I do was the most important thing in the world. An incredibly nice man who just seems so comfortable in his skin.
I got back to my hotel and stayed up all night listening to every song he wrote that happened to be on my ipad (most of his catalog). All I wanted to do is tell him how much his music meant to me as a child and teen. How I would listen to his records over and over until they were so worn that I knew when the next pop or skip would come up. Or how many times a tear would come to my eye when I realized the meaning of what he was singing and how I was convinced he was singing to me.
I've lived an amazing life and have met many famous people. But never a hero. I've thought about that dinner almost every day since. I hope  I continue to think of it every day of this life.
 daedalus wrote:
 In the 60's , Mrs. Robinson was a hot piece of ass.
Today she's a dog.

... 

Especially considering she died in 2005.  Everybody is beautiful when they are young. Well, almost everybody.
 rdo wrote:
I like the Lemmonheads version better.  {#Foot-in-mouth}
 
This is not directed at you, rdo. However, I'm mounting a campaign for a level linguistic playing field on RP. The original "Mrs. Robinson" is this one by Simon and Garfunkel. The Lemonheads' version is a cover. I'm suggesting that we restrict the notion of "versions" to covers. And that the original is the original, not a "version." Adopting this convention will help resolve the confusion about which recording was the original and which was a cover—and there is a lot of confusion on these boards about too many songs.

I know, this has a snowball's chance in hell, but it sure felt good to get it out...{#Wink} 


Everybody in my church loves this brilliant song...

 


 The_Enemy wrote:

From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.

Some people never outgrow D&D.
 
  if the geeks do truly inherit all of heaven and earth you should totally stick with that D&D thing.  Cause I don't think it's ever got a chance of being cool. On the down side, unlike with computers, you're not gonna get tons o' cash, the big house or the hot girls with it. But hey, all of heaven and earth ain't bad. 


I like the Lemmonheads version better.  {#Foot-in-mouth}
RP is the best -  Not driven by Pandora algorithms (you like Simon and Garfunkel's harmony - then here's one from the Mormon Tabernacle Choir - yeah, thanks Pandora)

Also the commercials will drive you crazy, and hopefully back to RP, where you will make a donation to keep it ad free! Thanks RP
{#Music}
   
socalhol wrote:

 peter_james_bond wrote:
He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.


ziggytrix wrote:

Pandora is pretty dang neat.  It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.

Pandora does suck.  You can usually find your favorite artists, and on occasion discover new artists on there, but not without some effort and patience.  If your tastes run “less mainstream” (which I’m guessing it would, otherwise you wouldn’t listen to RP) then Pandora struggles to match up similar artists / or peters out after an hour and wants you to input more suggestions.  If you have time to kill to play around with it, then fine.  If you’re trying to listen to music while doing other things, forget about it.  Plus you don’t get the awesome segues & themed sets that Bill is great at!    (though I do sometimes wish RP had a FFWD feature like Pandora)

 
My generation's music and I find it stale.  {#Sleep}
I. Love. This. Song.
fabric of our youth
One of the best songs ever... and thanks for letting me notice the coo coo cagoo... but seriously, this song is fantastic... it would be fantasitc if it were just put out a week ago. What hooks. Amazing... I remember being a kid.... pangs... some songs... sigh
 ScottFromWyoming wrote:
... Then Paul Harvey, Mrs. Robinson and home.
 
...and now you know THE REST OF THE STORY!


Takes me right back to being 8 years old, listening to this album when my parents played it on their big combination, stereo/furniture thingy.

It was green and my Mom "antiqued" it.

sigh... 
MELF? MILF ?
 
The_Enemy wrote:

From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.

Some people never outgrow D&D.
 


I feel like a nerd for liking Simon and Garfunkel, but I can't help myself. 
 In the 60's , Mrs. Robinson was a hot piece of ass.
Today she's a dog.

MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's

 johnjconn wrote:
 wrote:

{#Eek}
 
 Maybe he means MELF -  Mom EVERYBODY'd like to F***


When I was a kid, my mom was a pharmacist. I'd hang out down there sometimes and mom didn't like having the radio on with all the commercials but they had to have something so she let me play 8-tracks. Unfortunately, they only had 2 tapes that I can recall: Henry Mancini and The Graduate. Maybe there was a Glen Campbell too but I only remember 2 tapes. And on top of that, the 8-track player was busted so it wouldn't change tracks... meaning you could get all of Mrs Robinson, all of something else and half of the next song before it got to the end of the track and hopped back to the start of Mrs Robinson. Which was fine because it was a great song and the customers didn't notice since they were likely only in the store for a few minutes each visit. So it'd be 2 or 3 hours of Mrs Robinson doot do doo doot doo doo la la la then one of us would crack and demand a different tape so then we'd get the Pink Panther Theme for an hour or two. Then Paul Harvey, Mrs. Robinson and home.
 jnhashmi wrote:
Memories of high school, sitting in my junker car outside the supermarket I worked on a cold, sunny winter day in Indiana. This song came on the a.m. radio, through the one and only speaker in the middle of the dashboard. I don't know if it was the cold crisp air or just my mood at that moment, but no song has ever sounded so good. No $1,000 speakers or digitally pristine recording or anything else technology can muster will probably ever sound as good as this song coming out of that radio that day.
 
I know exactly what you mean! Cheers, jnhashmi. {#Cheers}
Classic song - classic movie and one of my most embarrassing musical moments ever.  As a foolish and musically impaired young man I played my mother this fantastic new song by the Lemonheads called Mrs Robinson.  Oh well some gaffs are important cause that led me to Simon and Garfunkel and on to the likes of Cat Stevens and Janis Joplin and a world of far better music than i had imagined.


 The_Enemy wrote:

From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.

Some people never outgrow D&D.
  {#Lol}

Kudos for the D&D reference, from one geek to another.


Memories of high school, sitting in my junker car outside the supermarket I worked on a cold, sunny winter day in Indiana. This song came on the a.m. radio, through the one and only speaker in the middle of the dashboard. I don't know if it was the cold crisp air or just my mood at that moment, but no song has ever sounded so good. No $1,000 speakers or digitally pristine recording or anything else technology can muster will probably ever sound as good as this song coming out of that radio that day.
 johnjconn wrote:
In the 60's , Mrs. Robinson was a hot piece of ass.
Today she's a dog.

MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's
 
 Proclivities wrote:
{#Eek}
 
From Wikipedia:
MELF
In the World of Greyhawk campaign setting for the Dungeons & Dragons fantasy roleplaying game, Melf, also known as Prince Brightflame, is a grey elven archmage, and was originally a player character of Lucion Paul Gygax in Gary Gygax's home campaign. Melf is a native of the elven kingdom of Celene, and is recognized by many as the leader of the Knights of Luna.

Some people never outgrow D&D.
Thanks for this great piece of music!
 WonderLizard wrote:

"I Am the Walrus" was released on the Magical Mystery Tour EP in 1967. "Mrs. Robinson" was first released on The Graduate soundtrack in 1968 and later that year on Bookends. Well, we all assumed that S&G were quoting "I Am the Walrus." After all, before "Walrus" I don't think the lyric "goo-goo-gachoob" existed in pop music. Even if S&G slightly misquoted it, the homage is IMHO pretty obvious.

Did someone actually think not? Amazing.

 
Yes, it was probably an homage, but there was plenty of scat singing and/or phrasings of nonsense lyrics long before The Beatles.  It's not really that "amazing" that someone would wonder about it.

 socalhol wrote:
 peter_james_bond wrote:
He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.


ziggytrix wrote:

Pandora is pretty dang neat.  It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.
Pandora does suck.  You can usually find your favorite artists, and on occasion discover new artists on there, but not without some effort and patience.  If your tastes run “less mainstream” (which I’m guessing it would, otherwise you wouldn’t listen to RP) then Pandora struggles to match up similar artists / or peters out after an hour and wants you to input more suggestions.  If you have time to kill to play around with it, then fine.  If you’re trying to listen to music while doing other things, forget about it.  Plus you don’t get the awesome segues & themed sets that Bill is great at!    (though I do sometimes wish RP had a FFWD feature like Pandora)
 
Pandora (at least in the current formulation) has a fair number of limitations that you hit very quickly. The most frustrating aspect comes when I set up a new channel based on a song or artist. Pandora's pretty good at giving you good songs for this new channel for 20 minutes or so...and then it slowly gets away from the kind of music you were hoping to hear on this new channel. And there's not much you can do to get it back "on course", apart from giving up thumbs up and thumbs down to individual songs. 

Pandora's catalog of available songs is a lot better and bigger now than it was during the site's early days...
 johnjconn wrote:
In the 60's , Mrs. Robinson was a hot piece of ass.
Today she's a dog.

MELF's in the 10's blow away the MELF want-a-bees of the 60's
 
{#Eek}


 peter_james_bond wrote:
He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.


ziggytrix wrote:

Pandora is pretty dang neat.  It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.

Pandora does suck.  You can usually find your favorite artists, and on occasion discover new artists on there, but not without some effort and patience.  If your tastes run “less mainstream” (which I’m guessing it would, otherwise you wouldn’t listen to RP) then Pandora struggles to match up similar artists / or peters out after an hour and wants you to input more suggestions.  If you have time to kill to play around with it, then fine.  If you’re trying to listen to music while doing other things, forget about it.  Plus you don’t get the awesome segues & themed sets that Bill is great at!    (though I do sometimes wish RP had a FFWD feature like Pandora)

 Randomax wrote:
another one of those things that probably everyone knows but I don't.....is the coo coo cachoo a reference to the Beatles Eggman?  That would have been around the same time, right?  Just say if I'm stupid  {#Tongue-out}

 
"I Am the Walrus" was released on the Magical Mystery Tour EP in 1967. "Mrs. Robinson" was first released on The Graduate soundtrack in 1968 and later that year on Bookends. Well, we all assumed that S&G were quoting "I Am the Walrus." After all, before "Walrus" I don't think the lyric "goo-goo-gachoob" existed in pop music. Even if S&G slightly misquoted it, the homage is IMHO pretty obvious.

Did someone actually think not? Amazing.

RELEASED: Ummmm{#Tongue-out} sometime after 1964!?  What did I win?
 federico wrote:

Pop? Do you have any idea what pop sounded like in those days?

 
It sounded like this; though I guess it depends on how one defines "pop".  My understanding is that it refers to "popular music" - which this was/is.  Great song.

 Randomax wrote:


Thanks — I reposted before I saw your reply....of course, since it was commonly mis-quoted perhaps S&G did also (??)....
 

It's posssible...you never know.
 ICHawk wrote:


I doubt it. The phrase from 'I am the Walrus' is actually "goo, goo, gajoob" although it's commonly misquoted/misheard as 'coo, coo, cachoo.'
 

Thanks — I reposted before I saw your reply....of course, since it was commonly mis-quoted perhaps S&G did also (??)....
 Randomax wrote:
another one of those things that probably everyone knows but I don't.....is the coo coo cachoo a reference to the Beatles Eggman?  That would have been around the same time, right?  Just say if I'm stupid  {#Tongue-out}

 

I doubt it. The phrase from 'I am the Walrus' is actually "goo, goo, gajoob" although it's commonly misquoted/misheard as 'coo, coo, cachoo.'


 Randomax wrote:
another one of those things that probably everyone knows but I don't.....is the coo coo cachoo a reference to the Beatles Eggman?  That would have been around the same time, right?  Just say if I'm stupid  {#Tongue-out}

 
Well, does anyone know this?

Now we're talkin'!    {#Roflol}{#Roflol}{#Roflol}
 On_The_Beach wrote:
https://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/2008/02/15/2003873583.jpg

Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.


 
Wooo Wooo Wooo - and the problem is?  {#Wink}

 On_The_Beach wrote:
https://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/2008/02/15/2003873583.jpg

Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.
 
Excellent, thanks!

Always a classic and nice to hear now and then. And I am not nearly old enough to be a hippie!

"Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? / a nation turns its lonely eyes to you": It's an elegiac lament for a nation's lost innocence (just as Ben, in the film, loses his). 
I always thought this was the goofiest song these guys ever did, until I saw the movie - it seemed to fit the era some how. . hey, hey, hey.
https://seattletimes.nwsource.com/ABPub/2008/02/15/2003873583.jpg

Benjamin: For god's sake, Mrs. Robinson. Here we are. You got me into your house. You give me a drink. You... put on music. Now you start opening up your personal life to me and tell me your husband won't be home for hours.
Mrs. Robinson: So?
Benjamin: Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me.


another one of those things that probably everyone knows but I don't.....is the coo coo cachoo a reference to the Beatles Eggman?  That would have been around the same time, right?  Just say if I'm stupid  {#Tongue-out}

 billbangert wrote:
You CANT be serious.  Mrs Robinson??  I may be done with RP forever after this.   I can't take this anymore.  I really can't.  Pandora rules.  This is awful.
 
Relax bill - the unexpected variety and diversity is why Radio Paradise  RULES. This song will be over soon.


...although "koo koo kachoo" is oddly compelling.
I can't believe I ever thought "wo wo wo"  - or even "hey hey hey" - amounted to cool lyrics.  {#Headache}
 ziggytrix wrote:

Also, the Lemonheads cover of this song is better than the original.
 
Featuring Evan Dando!  Yes, their version was rakishly great (cf. Me First and the Gimme Gimmes).

 NickDanger wrote:
Plastics.
 
Great comment, because it recalls the culture that was going on in '68, and maybe that's the answer to the people who don't "get" this song — it was part of, and maybe symbolic of, a bigger sort of rethinking or reawakening that was happening to American culture at the time.  Then again, as Robin Williams said, if you remember the 60s, you weren't really there.

 peter_james_bond wrote:
He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.
 
Pandora is pretty dang neat.  It has its limitations, but it most certainly does not suck.

Also, the Lemonheads cover of this song is better than the original.

rabble rabble rabble!

Fresh!!
 
hey hey hey, this is like a salve after being subjected to "Radiooo YeeeRaaap" (i am sickened by my distaste of R.E.M... i wish i liked em)

coo coo cachoo!
Nice, nice NICE! transition from "Smoothie Song" to this.
billbangert wrote:

You CANT be serious.  Mrs Robinson??  I may be done with RP forever after this.   I can't take this anymore.  I really can't.  Pandora rules.  This is awful.

 
lmic wrote:
{#Moon} {#Wave}
 
Right On lmic! Shake that behind! He spoke blasphemy, Pandora sucks.

 billbangert wrote:
You CANT be serious.  Mrs Robinson??  I may be done with RP forever after this.   I can't take this anymore.  I really can't.  Pandora rules.  This is awful.
 {#Moon} {#Wave}
A song like this begs me to ask questions:  Do you rate according to taste?  Or to the inherent social goodness of the song?  Or to your mood of the moment?  Or something else?  This one—for example—is of tremendous artistic and symbolic significance, gets enormous airplay in most broadcast situations, so much so that some may find it tiresome to hear it at all.