Monday, January 18, 2016
You hear that song, and back in time you go. I'm in high school and it's a warm Friday night. I'm riding in my mom's Chevy Monza with the Villegas sisters, and we're on our way................somewhere. To a basketball game, or Round the Corner, a party at someones house, or, where ever. Couldn't tell you for sure, because that could have been any given weekend, any given Friday, and everywhere you went, the Eagles were the soundtrack. I'd sit in my room and read the lyrics to Hotel California over and over. Trying to figure out what it meant. And I never figured it out. Sure I've read all the explanations. But it's more fun not to know for sure.
Music resonates in our soul like little else can. It can enhance any mood. Joy or sorrow. Anger or peace.
So with a text on my phone from a friend who gets it, I heard of Glenn's passing. Turned the dial to KBCO, and sure enough there was Hotel California. As I drove down the highway, I turned it up LOUD. And was 17 again, for just a few minutes.
The Eagles were amongst the Rock Stars of my youth. We listened on the radio, and bought the album (and even Witchy Woman on a 45 in Junior High), and read about them in Rolling Stone.
Too soon, and uncomfortably close to my age. Let the tributes roll, as I'm sure they will.
He was a gift.
at 7:02 PM
Thursday, December 03, 2015
It's time for the Holiday edition of Tunesday. I am an aficionado of unusual Christmas music. Not that I don't love the classics. There are certain renditions of certain tunes that scream to be listened to each year.
But as my Lil' Bro used to tell me..................."you just like it because it's weird".
My amendment to that statement is.................."I like it because it's unique".
After a CBS Sunday Morning story a few years ago, I found this gem of an album. Sting with a collection of very old Christmas carols. This doesn't sound like anything else, and very little is anything you've ever heard. It sounds ancient and I love it. Lyrics are rich and thoughtful. I believe that's Chris Botti playing. It's like taking a trip to a castle in England, and listening to the minstrels. And how wonderful that someone has posted the entire album on YouTube for all you non-ITunes folks.
Dad, grab a glass of eggnog, or a cup of hot chocolate, and give it a listen. After the video is some info from Sting's website.
In collaboration with esteemed producer and arranger, Robert Sadin, "If On a Winter's Night..." features traditional music of the British Isles as its starting point. Sting and guest musicians interpret a stirring collection of songs, carols, and lullabies including The Snow it Melts the Soonest (traditional Newcastle ballad), Soul Cake (traditional English "begging" song) Gabriel's Message (14th century carol), Balulalow (lullaby by Peter Warlock) and Now Winter Comes Slowly (Henry Purcell).
Two of Sting's own compositions are also featured on the album, Lullaby for an Anxious Child and The Hounds of Winter, which originally appeared on his previous release Mercury Falling, alongside Hurdy Gurdy Man, - a musical reworking and English translation (by Sting) of Der Leiermann from Schubert's classic winter song-cycle Winterreise.
For this exploration of the themes and emotions of Winter, Sting is joined by friend and long time colleague, guitarist Dominic Miller. Additional guests include an ensemble of three remarkable musicians from Northern England and Scotland: Kathryn Tickell (fiddle and Northumbrian pipes) Julian Sutton (melodeon) and Mary MacMaster (metal string Scottish harp), along with Daniel Hope (violin), Vincent S?ï¿½gal (cello), Chris Botti and Ibrahim Maalouf, (trumpet), Cyro Baptista and Bijan Chemirani (percussion), the Webb Sisters (vocals) and Stile Antico (vocal ensemble).
Lyrics are here.............http://www.sting.com/discography/album/365/Albums
at 8:05 PM
Monday, November 30, 2015
The long weekend was long. And much needed. And ended in the best way possible. (More later).
2015 has unexpectedly been a tumultuous year, and the year in review post is on it’s way. But for now, Thanksgiving 2015 is in the rear view mirror. And it was a great one. I took Wednesday off, which added to the length of the weekend. And when I headed to the grocery store yesterday, I realized I hadn’t left Casa Rancho since I got home Tuesday night.
I like being home.
I guess we did walk down the street on Thanksgiving night to the neighbor’s house. Tucker likes to be around fellow furry friends and do all the things those of the canine persuasion like to do. He got his fill and we lifted a glass in thanks for family and friends that feel like family.
I was thankful that Dad and Mom were able to make it through snowy slick streets to share a meal. One that Lil’ Bro declared was the best Thanksgiving meal ever. That was all the reward I needed for the work. There is something nearly sacred to me about Thanksgiving meal preparation. I waited through many years of apartment dwelling as an adult , until I was a home owner. Once able to host I really look forward to all of it. From shopping to brining to cooking and best of all, the table setting.
Such joy. Really.
Now with Thanksgiving packed up, the long weekend also made time for all the Christmas decorating. Which is done except for the tree…………
It’s been a good year.
Oh, and the ending of the weekend???
Doesn't get much better than this...........................
at 11:19 AM