A hill is a landform that extends above the surrounding terrain. Hills often have a distinct summit, although in areas with scarp/dip topography a hill may refer to a particular section of flat terrain without a massive summit (e.g. Box Hill, Surrey).
The distinction between a hill and a mountain is unclear and largely subjective, but a hill is generally somewhat lower and less steep than a mountain. In the United Kingdom geographers historically regarded mountains as hills greater than 1,000 feet (300 m) above sea level, which formed the basis of the plot of the 1995 film The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain. In contrast, hillwalkers have tended to regard mountains as peaks 2,000 feet (610 m) above sea level: the Oxford English Dictionary also suggests a limit of 2,000 feet (610 m). This has led to Cavanal Hill in Poteau, Oklahoma, receive billing as the "World's Tallest Hill" due to its height of 1,999 feet (609 m). Mountains in Scotland are frequently referred to as "hills" no matter what their height, as reflected in names such as the Cuillin Hills and the Torridon Hills. In Wales, the distinction is more a term of land use and appearance and has nothing to do with height.
Eunice Kathleen Waymon (February 21, 1933 – April 21, 2003), better known by her stage name Nina Simone /ˈniːnə sɨˈmoʊn/, was an American singer, songwriter, pianist, arranger, and civil rights activist widely associated with jazz music. Simone aspired to become a classical pianist while working in a broad range of styles including classical, jazz, blues, folk, R&B, gospel, and pop.
Born the sixth child of a preacher's family in North Carolina, Simone aspired to be a concert pianist as a child. Her musical path changed direction after she was denied a scholarship to the prestigious Curtis Institute of Music in Philadelphia, despite a well-received audition. Simone was later told by someone working at Curtis that she was rejected because she was black. She then began playing in a small club in Philadelphia to fund her continuing musical education to become a classical pianist and was required to sing as well. She was approached for a recording by Bethlehem Records, and her rendition of "I Loves You Porgy" became a smash hit in the United States in 1958. Over the length of her career, Simone recorded more than 40 albums, mostly between 1958 — when she made her debut with Little Girl Blue — and 1974.
Benny Hill (21 January 1924 – 20 April 1992) was an English comedian and actor, notable for his long-running television programme The Benny Hill Show.
Alfred Hawthorne Hill was born in Southampton and attended Taunton's School. During World War II, he was evacuated to Bournemouth.[citation needed]
After leaving school, Hill worked at Woolworth's, as a milkman, a bridge operator, a driver and a drummer before he finally got a foot in the door of the entertainment industry by becoming assistant stage manager with a touring review. He was called up in 1942 and trained as a mechanic, but transferred to the Combined Services Entertainment division before the end of the war. It was there that he met his future agent, Richard Stone, then a colonel.[citation needed]
Inspired by the "star comedians" of British music hall shows, Hill set out to make his mark in show business. For the stage, he changed his first name to 'Benny', in homage to his favourite comedian, Jack Benny. Hill began appearing at working men's clubs and Masonic dinners before moving on to nightclub and theatre jobs. Hill auditioned for Soho's famed Windmill Theatre (home of Revudeville, a popular show of singers, comedians and nude girls), but he was not hired. Hill's first job in professional theatre as a performer was as Reg Varney's straight man, beating a then unknown Peter Sellers to the role.[citation needed]
I hold my head up, I
I look to the sky
Is there a heaven?
Is this my life?
And I wonder where I'm going
I wonder if it's right
What's the point of knowing
If it's all a big surprise?
Bridge:
I wish, I might
I read the signs
Make the most of time
Chorus:
Stay in the middle
Don't get pushed to the side
Every chance that's worth taking
Is a chance worth the fight
Stay in the middle
And take it in stride
Don't let it go by
Closed door's the question
And the answer is the key
To what we long for
To what we want to be
And it's not about the winning
It's not about the prize
It's finding out the meaning
Of the laughter and the cries
Bridge
Chorus
Don't let it go by
When it's in your hands
The chances you take
Lead to where you now stand
what was the reason?
didn't need one
like instinct born into a trade
not by choice but for a purpose
push the rock move the stone
Forever the hill your home
So, have you come to resurrect me
or have you come to crucify
step aside or get behind me
i wish someone would get behind me
And the hill so very high
does not give comfort
And the sweat upon your brow
will go unnoticed
You see there will be
those who come and stand
Come and stand stand in the way
they can't believe that a stone can be moved
So they laugh when you are still
they're waiting for that hill
to swallow you and spit you out
Another casualty of art
whose only fault was being born
Born between the rock and the stone
forever the hill your home
I was born to move a mountain
I will die before I fade away
I always thought that I was chosen
King of the hill, King of the hill
And when the light is dim
who will stand by my side
Crawling on bloody knees
who will believe in me
Who will stand by me
who will walk with me
who will fly with me?
I was born to move a mountain
I will die before I fade away
I always thought that I was chosen
what was the reason?
didn't need one
like instinct born into a trade
not by choice but for a purpose
push the rock move the stone
Forever the hill your home
So, have you come to resurrect me
or have you come to crucify
step aside or get behind me
i wish someone would get behind me
And the hill so very high
does not give comfort
And the sweat upon your brow
will go unnoticed
You see there will be
those who come and stand
Come and stand stand in the way
they can't believe that a stone can be moved
So they laugh when you are still
they're waiting for that hill
to swallow you and spit you out
Another casualty of art
whose only fault was being born
Born between the rock and the stone
forever the hill your home
I was born to move a mountain
I will die before I fade away
I always thought that I was chosen
King of the hill, King of the hill
And when the light is dim
who will stand by my side
Crawling on bloody knees
who will believe in me
Who will stand by me
who will walk with me
who will fly with me?
I was born to move a mountain
I will die before I fade away
I always thought that I was chosen
King of the hill, King of the hill