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A Blog Dedicated To Harry Nilsson

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Simply a blog dedicated to the genius of Harry Nilsson. (I'm just another fan going through a phase!) Not affiliated with the blogspot 'fortheloveofharrynilsson' from which the name is borrowed! Always on the look out for anything and everything Nilsson, from pictures to songs, so feel free to submit!
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Going to be taking a short break from this blog! Take care everyone! If you're looking for a specific Harry Nilsson song please use the search bar on my blog!

So Long!

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Numbers were a lifelong fascination to Nilsson, who was among the first generation of professional computer operators. He had such mental acuity that he could instantly tell someone the day of the week they had been born just from hearing their birth date. He was so entranced by the numerical symmetry of his son Zak’s birth on the 17th of January ‘71 and his weight of seven pounds, seven ounces that he insisted his son’s middle name ought to be a number. (Although it remains a mystery why, with quite so many sevens in the equation, Zak’s middle name is 9.)
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Nilsson in NYC - Part 2: The Night Harry Met Una (Summer 1973)

Pictured: The Park Lane Hotel, where Nilsson was staying in Summer 1973 (top left); Smiler’s Deli on Madison Ave. and 54th Street, where he bought honeydew melons for Una and her friend (top right and bottom left); The service entrance of the former Hotel Moritz (now the Ritz Carlton) on 58th Street near Central Park South, where Una and her friend left work to find Harry, a limousine, and melons, flowers, and gifts lining the sidewalk (bottom right). (Photos from September 2013)

The story: Following a roller coaster of a road trip from LA to NYC with Stanley Dorfman in July 1973, Harry had checked into the Park Lane Hotel and was wandering around Manhattan feeling drunk and lonely.
"As he strolled back to the Park Lane, he passed the neighboring Hotel St. Moritz, where there was an ice cream parlor called Rumpelmeyer’s on the ground floor. On an impulse, he went in and sat down at a table."
Una O’Keeffe (19) and a friend had been working there for two months, on a a work experience program from Ireland. Una recalled, “‘He looked at me and he said, “You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen, Will you marry me?” […] No, really, what can I do to prove my intent?” And we said, "Well, we like flowers and we like melons."’” 
"At the end of the evening they were counting up their tips when the manager came over and said, ‘There’s a man waiting for you outside the kitchen.’ Right by the back door of the restaurant on 58th Street was a huge black limo, and on the sidewalk beside it were baskets of flowers, piles of melons, and soft toys. Leaning nonchalantly against the car was Nilsson. […] The two girls had run out of the back door, giggling and laughing. They stopped, mouths agape at the scene of the car, the gifts, and Nilsson. ‘They hugged and hugged me,’ he said. ‘The sweetest hugs I’ve ever had. I knew then that I would marry Una.’”
~Nilsson: The Life of a Singer-Songwriter
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Harry Nilsson performs “Jump Into the Fire” (with Keith Moon) in the film Son of Dracula, produced by and also starring Ringo Starr.

Plot Synopsis: “Due to be crowned King of the Netherworld by his mentor Merlin the Magician at a monster’s convention, Count Downe, the son of Count Dracula, falls in love with the beautiful but human Amber and finds himself in conflict with Baron Frankenstein who is vying for the same honorary title.”

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The Ronettes, “Here I Sit”

One of several collaborative efforts between Harry Nilsson and Phil Spector, this song written for The Ronettes contains an indirect poop joke that I assume went right over Spector’s egomaniacal head:

"He had taken the inspiration for the lyric from one of the most universal pieces of graffiti, scribbled on the walls of men’s rooms in many parts of the country. The stanza runs: 

Here I sit, broken hearted

Paid a dime

And only farted.”

Nilsson’s lyrics revised this to become “Here I sit, broken hearted/ Fell in love, but now we’ve parted” and then slyly referenced both the singer’s regret and the original rhyme: “couldn’t see the writing on the wall.”

(Quoted from Alyn Shipton’s great new biography, Nilsson: The Life of a Singer-Songwriter)

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