Since I was knee high to a grasshopper (always wanted to say that), music has been a significant part of my life. I mean, my father was playing Simon and Garfunkel and Aretha Franklin records until they scratched and wore themselves out. I grew up hearing all the greats in my household, from Sam Cooke …
Two James Taylors on a Seesaw.
Because he is my favorite singer-songwriter (no, seriously; of all time) and because I thought it was silly and cute: here are the real James Taylor and a fake JT (Jimmy Fallon) performing a silly and cute song on The Tonight Show. Fallon is great with imitating his musical guests, by the way, and I love how …
How to Fall in Love.
This. Listen to this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FMfJNHClTXo You're welcome.
“are you wearing pants?”
Last night, me and my younger brother attended a concert starring none other than the Man, the Musical Genius, a member of my Top Five Favorite Performers of All Time, Stevie Wonder. This was my second time seeing Stevie Wonderful, but I was no less thrilled, excited, and happy to share the event with my bro, …
Restart. (Blogtober #24)
My love for him knows no bounds, as you know. That said, if you assumed that I'd heard every song Sam Smith had sung so far, you'd be right. But, you see, I didn't buy the deluxe version of the album. So, when perusing YouTube yesterday for something to play on the headphones that would drown out …
“can’t start a fire without a spark…”
From the initial strains of that heart-thumping, powerful melody, I feel like becoming a welder, writing three novels in succession, declaring my love to someone underneath their window, and building 100 cabinets. Joy, inspiration, fist-pumping energy--all from the moment that music starts. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEJ26h_cBqQ Although I have many favorites by The Boss, I think this one perfectly …
The Poetess Who Sings: Random Memory #2
It just came to mind. And so I will share. In my junior year of college, I took a pretty memorable Poetry course. It was memorable for various other reasons, in addition to what this post is about: I was reuniting with my beloved, favorite professor, Jennifer Atkinson, after having taking a creative writing class with …
The Experience.
As a music lovah, nothing thrills me more than standing in a giant stadium filled with thousands of people, lights, that electric sizzle in the air, and my favorite performer(s) standing on a stage before me. Ever since the 'rents released their sheltering hold on me during those later high school years (oh, it was …
play on.
Continuing with our music theme this week. My favorite quote from one of my favorite works by one of my favorite writers.
In the Lonely Hour.
I had an Amy Winehouse moment. A little history: several years ago, when Amy's indescribable Back to Black album was released, I had my usual listening party on the headphones. I was on an airplane, en route to visit the bestie in Alabama. And then Tears Dry on their Own came on and I shocked the guy next …
This Square Peg. 