—-Angels We Have Heard On High
Ever since last week’s “Little Drummer Boy” I’ve really been getting in the Christmas spirit….and this video will do it quite nicely.
Here’s another fun one sent in an email from Kim Komando. The house…is really something. And I didn’t even notice the gnomes…did you?
The Little Drummer Boy has never been one of my favorite Christmas songs…due to the fact that besides the words, the melody is very boring.
BUT…look at what great hearts and imagination can do to this: They beautifully transformed it into the wonders of the human soul. (not to mention, great special audio effects)
Everyone waited in anticipation for Miley’s Cyrus’s performance on the MTV Music Awards. Would she Twerk? Tweet? Trip? Yes, the whole world anticipated an even more salacious sexual move from Miley. Would she be like Madonna, and pull out a bed and have sex onstage?Lady Gaga had that covered having sex in the Oval office where she told the rapper President he could do whatever he wanted with her body.
Miley instead, knew she could not compete with the acts before her, so what did she do? She presented herself as a…what? A big Pussy!
We saw a giant kitten in space viral explosions, where the kitty cried, just like Miley. It was a kitty acid trip from the sixties. The Grateful Dead meets Kitty Power!
I thought it was a bit—what? So here’s a few wonderments as to what exactly Miley artistically was trying to tell us and what this could possibly mean for her career:
- She is wearing the new Miley pussy cat apparel to be sold soon in your local Wal-Mart.
She is starting a new designer jewelry line, where the largest bracelet will be selling for $500 at Macy’s.
She wants everyone to know that she is really just a sweet pussy cat that everyone has misjudged as being a slut and she truly does have feelings.
Those were MY first thoughts. Now…my husband just walked into the room, and said this:
1. Which litter box would you change?
2.Which one licks itself?
3.Who coughs up the biggest hairball?
4. Bet you the one on the right is already spaded.
5. Whose going to have the biggest litter?
I try not to encourage him.
Sometimes…I just need to get away from politics.
I love music. Some of you know that I used to make my living as a musician. I was a drummer for many years, and then, switched to piano, and got jobs in hotels, restaurants, bars, wherever I could. At the time that I was working, this was one of my favorite romantic songs to sing.
And tonight, I ran across this video: Not only did Nat King Cole have one of the most beautiful male voices ever recorded, just to see this, his daughter, singing a duo with him AFTER he was dead, is just chilling. And the love that they had for each other…..not only unforgettable, but incredible. In other words: Dads are needed JUST as much as a mother in a woman’s life. Look what these two did.
Unfortunately, the black fathers seem to be a thing of the past. (and orchestras too, sadly.)
Now, having said that: Here’s a fun story;
Back in the year, 2000, I went to Washington D.C., all by myself, because I had always wanted to see the sights. I booked the CHEAPEST hotel I could find online. It was somewhere near the Union Station. My flight arrived late at night and I was bored in the hotel room, so I went down to the bar…..only to find it was karaoke night and I was the ONLY white person there. The bar was packed with blacks.
Obviously, all these black people had good government jobs, I went and got a seat at the bar, and one black guy kept talking to me and buying me drinks. He was with a table full of women, so I didn’t think too much of it. Being happy just to hear all the great armature singers, he suggested that I get up and sing. In fact, he wouldn’t shut up about it. I made the mistake of telling him I used to sing for a living.
At the time, I was very familiar with tapes, because I worked in a karaoke bar for a year. I got the ‘list’ and the only one that I found that I maybe could sing, (because trust me, most of these people were good) was Unforgettable. I didn’t really want to, but the guy kept bugging me. And after all, he kept bribing me with free drinks.
“The only one I think I could sing would be Natalie Cole.” I said to the guy. “I’ll tell you what. If YOU sing it with me, I’ll do it. “
So we did. And he had a ….shocked look on his face. We made it through the song…but you should have seen his face. I’m not sure what he was expecting, but I wasn’t it.
Now…..little did I know that ONE of those girls at his table must have had it bad for the guy, because she started giving me the evil eye, after the song. I went back to the bar, but I could hear her and the guy fighting.
She didn’t seem to mind him talking to me at the bar…but SINGING Unforgettable with him? HA! She wanted me…dead I think.
I was thinking “Gimme three steps, Gimme three steps missy, Gimme three steps towards the door.”
Yep. I left. Went back up to my room. She was a big woman. And had three very big girl friends.
And so now, whenever I hear that song….I always have to laugh.
The last time I sang Unforgettable, was really…., unforgettable.
What? Did you think this was going to be about sex? (Ha)
After last’s weeks crazy news cycle, I think we deserve a nice break. I haven’t been listening to much music lately, so I’m posting this for myself…
And YOU too!
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I was deleting emails tonight when I found this on Kim Komando’s site. I have played in many bands, and I must say, that I never played in a band that had a bad guitar player. In fact, some of the BEST guitarist, believe or not, never make it big. They just play small towns, and do their thing.
Much like this guy. It’s one of the reason’s Youtube has changed the industry. It’s a history of rock and roll riffs, and it’s really fun to watch. I know a few guitar players will watch this, and try it themselves.
You didn’t really want to hear what I thought about what John McCain said on Jay Leno tonight, did you? I didn’t think so.
–That I had such a busy day, I had no time to post. I was thinking about saying how “Nobody Cares” about Joe Biden’s hotel bill for one night in Paris was $580.000…but I got to thinking about what Bill O’Reilly might say, and it would have been a nasty blog.
So, here’s something I got from Kim Komando’s site that it really good. Being an x-drummer myself, I can tell how really difficult this all is. But the ending is so incredible…you have to see it to believe it.
They are the Top Secret Drummers from Edinburgh, and my god, are they good.
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I’m taking it easy this weekend….
So, here’s just a bit of joy, this boy will be BORED with piano by the time he’s ten.
Here’s one of my favorite songs from a woman I always thought was eons ahead of Joan Baez in every respect. The lyrics to this song… just kill me.
I can STILL sing most every song that Joni Mitchell ever wrote.
She was…and remains, an original.