How about this???
Gounod's Faust, The Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, London
June-July 2004
Roberto Alagna - Faust
Angela Gheorghiu - Marguerite
Bryn Terfel - Mephistopheles
Oh, the thought!!!!
It's too much to bear!!
Bob and Brynnie in the same production.
If you hear a scream, it's probably Rebecca.
*grins*
I'm stuck on Roberto lately.
Pourquoi me reveiller is absolutely fabulous and immensely satisfying. I don't care what nasty things people say about him. I don't care if he cancels every performance from now till the cows come home. The man can sing. The man can also put a thousand different emotions into one note. Mr.Pavarotti can just retire into oblivion with his little secretary. Give me the short Cicilian with a hot chin any day.
Finis
Saturday, November 29, 2003
To be a child again
I made Lemonade for the munchkins.
Real lemonade, with that real lemon juice stuff.
It's quite tasty.
I suppose at some point I need to send that Hamlet back.
Bah.
Parting is such sweet sorrow!!
I'll hie myself to a nunnery and put off this mortal coil!
I was once referred to as a Drama Queen.
It freaked me out.
Am I a Drama Queen?
I don't think I am generally. It just hits me every once in a while. I think I am a fairly level-headed person. We all have our Garbo moments. Speaking of the old girl, I think I am going to adopt that famous line of hers, "I vant to be alone!" It seems to fit me lately. I just want to sit somewhere by myself and enjoy a world without annoying noises or voices.
There is a particular comfort in eggs and toast. I'm not sure what it is. Maybe eating eggs reminds us of our childhood and makes us glad that we weren't conceived as a chicken.
*sigh*
I'm depressing myself.
I think I'll go finish GWTW. Melanie just died.
That'll cheer me up.
Oh, we put up our Christmas tree.
It wasn't a pleasant experience.
And I leave you with this thought....
Why didn't Juliet just leave with Romeo when he was banished????
Real lemonade, with that real lemon juice stuff.
It's quite tasty.
I suppose at some point I need to send that Hamlet back.
Bah.
Parting is such sweet sorrow!!
I'll hie myself to a nunnery and put off this mortal coil!
I was once referred to as a Drama Queen.
It freaked me out.
Am I a Drama Queen?
I don't think I am generally. It just hits me every once in a while. I think I am a fairly level-headed person. We all have our Garbo moments. Speaking of the old girl, I think I am going to adopt that famous line of hers, "I vant to be alone!" It seems to fit me lately. I just want to sit somewhere by myself and enjoy a world without annoying noises or voices.
There is a particular comfort in eggs and toast. I'm not sure what it is. Maybe eating eggs reminds us of our childhood and makes us glad that we weren't conceived as a chicken.
*sigh*
I'm depressing myself.
I think I'll go finish GWTW. Melanie just died.
That'll cheer me up.
Oh, we put up our Christmas tree.
It wasn't a pleasant experience.
And I leave you with this thought....
Why didn't Juliet just leave with Romeo when he was banished????
My White Knight
MY WHITE KNIGHT
by M. Willson
My white knight, not a Lancelot, nor an angel with wings
Just someone to love me, who is not ashamed of a few nice things.
My white knight who knew what my heart would say if it only knew how.
Please, dear Venus, show me now.
All I want is a plain man
All I want is a modest man
A quiet man, a gentle man
A straightforward and honest man
To sit with me in a cottage somewhere in the state of Iowa.
And I would like him to be more interested in me than he is in himself.
And more interested in us than in me.
And if occasionally he'd ponder
what make Shakespeare and Beethoven great,
Him I could love till I die. Him I could love till I die.
My white knight, not a Lancelot, nor an angel with wings.
Just someone to love me, who is not ashamed of a few nice things.
My white knight, let me walk with him where others ride by
Walk and love him till I die, till I die.
by M. Willson
My white knight, not a Lancelot, nor an angel with wings
Just someone to love me, who is not ashamed of a few nice things.
My white knight who knew what my heart would say if it only knew how.
Please, dear Venus, show me now.
All I want is a plain man
All I want is a modest man
A quiet man, a gentle man
A straightforward and honest man
To sit with me in a cottage somewhere in the state of Iowa.
And I would like him to be more interested in me than he is in himself.
And more interested in us than in me.
And if occasionally he'd ponder
what make Shakespeare and Beethoven great,
Him I could love till I die. Him I could love till I die.
My white knight, not a Lancelot, nor an angel with wings.
Just someone to love me, who is not ashamed of a few nice things.
My white knight, let me walk with him where others ride by
Walk and love him till I die, till I die.
Friday, November 28, 2003
Thinking
Oh that this too too solid flesh would melt!
So, I need to think of a craft for the munchkins on Sunday morning.
Any ideas?
So, I need to think of a craft for the munchkins on Sunday morning.
Any ideas?
Because I like pictures :)
I do so like pictures.
I'm sure all of you who have known me for a while are shocked at that confession, but it's true.
*grin*
I'm sure all of you who have known me for a while are shocked at that confession, but it's true.
*grin*
Change
Alright people, it's time for a new title, a new quote, and a new picture.
This is your warning.
*grins*
Mother, Aunt and Sister just got back from shopping.
Since I wasn't in a mood to be seen in public, I remained at home, holding down the fort, so to speak.
My mother has one of those annoying little snowmen things that has a sensor and goes off whenever there's movement sitting outside the front door.
Arg.
It's soooooooooo annoying.
I hate those mechanical voice thingies.
Bah.
It's drizzling and cold.
Which is fine.
That's as close to winter as we get around here.
Okay, off to search for a new theme!!
This is your warning.
*grins*
Mother, Aunt and Sister just got back from shopping.
Since I wasn't in a mood to be seen in public, I remained at home, holding down the fort, so to speak.
My mother has one of those annoying little snowmen things that has a sensor and goes off whenever there's movement sitting outside the front door.
Arg.
It's soooooooooo annoying.
I hate those mechanical voice thingies.
Bah.
It's drizzling and cold.
Which is fine.
That's as close to winter as we get around here.
Okay, off to search for a new theme!!
Thursday, November 27, 2003
Years
Memories fall
Like leaves to their autumn grave
Is it a blessing that my memories of you
Are not whole
I am missing some of the pieces to the puzzle
That was never completed
Its fate was natural abortion
Flawed from the conception
Hope says that is was created to die
To die a peaceful death
To float down the stream of emotions
To sink slowly to the rocky bottom
And decay under the surface
Away from prying eyes and man's contempt
Yet I often wish for that puzzle
I want to make the pieces fit
But I might have lost my fingers
Tears fall
Then fall no more
Another memory made
Like leaves to their autumn grave
Is it a blessing that my memories of you
Are not whole
I am missing some of the pieces to the puzzle
That was never completed
Its fate was natural abortion
Flawed from the conception
Hope says that is was created to die
To die a peaceful death
To float down the stream of emotions
To sink slowly to the rocky bottom
And decay under the surface
Away from prying eyes and man's contempt
Yet I often wish for that puzzle
I want to make the pieces fit
But I might have lost my fingers
Tears fall
Then fall no more
Another memory made
Oh, the woe!
This is also for Emma.
I wrote this with the Shakespeare magnet poetry on the day that the first closing notice was posted for Jane.
My heart is melancholy
Farewell tender dream
A lover of your heavenly light
Will never give up
Though some say thou hast nothing to bestow
To me you speak in seemly grace
I am always beguiled by thy beauty
If only wishes and vows could fill thy every woe
Friend without thee night has come
The sky above will never see summer break
I wrote this with the Shakespeare magnet poetry on the day that the first closing notice was posted for Jane.
My heart is melancholy
Farewell tender dream
A lover of your heavenly light
Will never give up
Though some say thou hast nothing to bestow
To me you speak in seemly grace
I am always beguiled by thy beauty
If only wishes and vows could fill thy every woe
Friend without thee night has come
The sky above will never see summer break
Of These Things I Dream
This is for Emma.
Of These Things I Dream, by Kathryn Gooch
To know your heart
To see through your eyes
To feel every emotion
Of these things I dream
To know your soul
To share your hopes
To share your fears
Of these things I dream
As your Comforter, I would wipe away your tears
As your Protector, I would hold you in my arms
As your Strength, I would carry you through
As your Lover, I would always be true
Your hands play across the strings of my life
Love is your Bow and Hope your Conductor
This is our one and only performance
Heaven will be our encore
If only we could find a Heaven on Earth
Where our spirits could run free
Where we can escape from the life
That holds us as prisoners to the inevitable
Of these things I dream
Of These Things I Dream, by Kathryn Gooch
To know your heart
To see through your eyes
To feel every emotion
Of these things I dream
To know your soul
To share your hopes
To share your fears
Of these things I dream
As your Comforter, I would wipe away your tears
As your Protector, I would hold you in my arms
As your Strength, I would carry you through
As your Lover, I would always be true
Your hands play across the strings of my life
Love is your Bow and Hope your Conductor
This is our one and only performance
Heaven will be our encore
If only we could find a Heaven on Earth
Where our spirits could run free
Where we can escape from the life
That holds us as prisoners to the inevitable
Of these things I dream
Wednesday, November 26, 2003
A rant
I need to complain.
People who don't use the mental powers that God gave them really really bug me.
If the timer on the stove is beeping, maybe you should check to see if something is in the oven.
Is that difficult?????
NO!!!!!!
USE YOUR BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't annoy everyone else around you because you aren't using your little gray cells!!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
People who don't use the mental powers that God gave them really really bug me.
If the timer on the stove is beeping, maybe you should check to see if something is in the oven.
Is that difficult?????
NO!!!!!!
USE YOUR BRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't annoy everyone else around you because you aren't using your little gray cells!!!!
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'Tis the season!
Happy Thanksgiving to all the preschool monkeys out there!
(hey Em, that was funny, you have to admit... :)
My best friend sent me the sweetest card in the mail a couple of days ago and I found out this morning that her husband was the one who found it and had to show it to her.
*sniff*
The ties that bind certainly bind the most interesting combinations.
:)
I was kind of hoping to get my POTO boots before the holiday, but alas, it is not to be.
I suppose I'll survive somehow.
*strikes pose*
The youth choir is singing at the Christmas program.
I'm going to sing a verse of Silent Night in German and Em is going to sign. It sounds beautiful - the altos and sopranos strart in unison and then the altos split off and the tenors come in. It's lovely.
-3
.
(that was courtesy of Percy)
Happy Anniversary (tomorrow) to me and Becca! Four years ago on Thanksgiving we spoke on the telephone for the first time.
And the rest is history.
:)
I convinced mother that we needed to go see The Messiah. I got the tickets on Monday. It'll be cool. I need to make sure that I bring a hankie.
*sniff*
KOIT is playing all Christmas music!
Woohoooo!!!
(hey Em, that was funny, you have to admit... :)
My best friend sent me the sweetest card in the mail a couple of days ago and I found out this morning that her husband was the one who found it and had to show it to her.
*sniff*
The ties that bind certainly bind the most interesting combinations.
:)
I was kind of hoping to get my POTO boots before the holiday, but alas, it is not to be.
I suppose I'll survive somehow.
*strikes pose*
The youth choir is singing at the Christmas program.
I'm going to sing a verse of Silent Night in German and Em is going to sign. It sounds beautiful - the altos and sopranos strart in unison and then the altos split off and the tenors come in. It's lovely.
-3
.
(that was courtesy of Percy)
Happy Anniversary (tomorrow) to me and Becca! Four years ago on Thanksgiving we spoke on the telephone for the first time.
And the rest is history.
:)
I convinced mother that we needed to go see The Messiah. I got the tickets on Monday. It'll be cool. I need to make sure that I bring a hankie.
*sniff*
KOIT is playing all Christmas music!
Woohoooo!!!
Saturday, November 22, 2003
Physics
A miracle happend on Thursday.
We got out of Physics Lab in AN HOUR AND A HALF.
It was rather odd.
*cues "Twilight Zone" music*
We got out of Physics Lab in AN HOUR AND A HALF.
It was rather odd.
*cues "Twilight Zone" music*
Another thing...
Children's cartoons are terrible these days.
Gabby was watching one this morning with a skeleton in a black cape named Grim and a little girl who kept slapping another child because he was upset that she was leaving.
*shakes head*
And people wonder why I don't mind that my parents have never had a tv in our house.
Gabby was watching one this morning with a skeleton in a black cape named Grim and a little girl who kept slapping another child because he was upset that she was leaving.
*shakes head*
And people wonder why I don't mind that my parents have never had a tv in our house.
The hills are aliiiiiive!!!!
Don't know where that came from.....
Just seemed like a good post title.
*grins*
I realized that I hadn't posted since Wednesday. I seem to be slipping.
*falls on face*
:)
I watched Gabby and Madelaine today. They are so funny. Gabby is in first grade. That makes me feel kind of old. I remember when she was two years old.
*sigh*
James will be back in Utown for the week of Thanksgiving.
Why does the man insist on torturing us!!!!!?????
ONE WEEK????
*bangs head against wall*
I asked Sal if we should just pay someone to get a bootleg during his little one week stint.
Bah.
Sometimes I think my short term memory gets turned off or something.
I totally forgot that Netflix didn't have Ken's Hamlet, so when I got the dvd and saw that it was Kevin Kline, I was disappointed.
However, I decided that I might as well watch it since I had it.
Well.
It's fab.
He is just wonderful. His Hamlet is very human, even in his "madness." Ken can be a little overpowering, sort of larger than life.
But Kevin Kline has given me a totally new view of Hamlet. His Hamlet is very tender, very loving. I took one look at the guy when he came on screen and this wave of emotion came over me. I was crying in about a minute flat. That has never happened to me before. I was thinking "Oh man, I am CRYING!!!!!"
LOL
When Ophelia tries to return the letters....
Good heavens.
He's walking towards her and he's raising his hands to her face and she shoves the letters at him. And his reaction. Yeesh. It's like someone unplugged his internal light bulb. Yikes. Just rub some more salt in that wound, Oph!!!!
*smacks Ophelia*
I should probably mention that for a major portion of the story, he is barefoot in black slacks and................................a white, rather semi-poofy shirt.
And that never hurt anyone.
*grins*
Anyways, it's just lovely.
Emma is coming over tomorrow to watch it with me.
I haven't watched the final scene yet, so who knows what could happen.
Both of us might be a total blubbering mess.
I'll let you know what happens.
:)
Just seemed like a good post title.
*grins*
I realized that I hadn't posted since Wednesday. I seem to be slipping.
*falls on face*
:)
I watched Gabby and Madelaine today. They are so funny. Gabby is in first grade. That makes me feel kind of old. I remember when she was two years old.
*sigh*
James will be back in Utown for the week of Thanksgiving.
Why does the man insist on torturing us!!!!!?????
ONE WEEK????
*bangs head against wall*
I asked Sal if we should just pay someone to get a bootleg during his little one week stint.
Bah.
Sometimes I think my short term memory gets turned off or something.
I totally forgot that Netflix didn't have Ken's Hamlet, so when I got the dvd and saw that it was Kevin Kline, I was disappointed.
However, I decided that I might as well watch it since I had it.
Well.
It's fab.
He is just wonderful. His Hamlet is very human, even in his "madness." Ken can be a little overpowering, sort of larger than life.
But Kevin Kline has given me a totally new view of Hamlet. His Hamlet is very tender, very loving. I took one look at the guy when he came on screen and this wave of emotion came over me. I was crying in about a minute flat. That has never happened to me before. I was thinking "Oh man, I am CRYING!!!!!"
LOL
When Ophelia tries to return the letters....
Good heavens.
He's walking towards her and he's raising his hands to her face and she shoves the letters at him. And his reaction. Yeesh. It's like someone unplugged his internal light bulb. Yikes. Just rub some more salt in that wound, Oph!!!!
*smacks Ophelia*
I should probably mention that for a major portion of the story, he is barefoot in black slacks and................................a white, rather semi-poofy shirt.
And that never hurt anyone.
*grins*
Anyways, it's just lovely.
Emma is coming over tomorrow to watch it with me.
I haven't watched the final scene yet, so who knows what could happen.
Both of us might be a total blubbering mess.
I'll let you know what happens.
:)
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
A little gossip, a little chat
Well, not gossip really.... I just wanted to use that subject line. I've been listening to Man of La Mancha.
That caused me to remember that I saw Mark Linn Baker in the Times Square Toys R Us when Rebecca and I were in the city this summer. I thought it was funny because I saw Cousin Larry and Mr.Twinkisetti (sp?) on the same day. Now I just a Bronson Pinchot sighting and my life will be complete!
*grins*
I finally set up a new email account.
*sigh*
I'm going to miss katgoochie. She was a swell girl.
Oh well.
This things can't last forever.
That caused me to remember that I saw Mark Linn Baker in the Times Square Toys R Us when Rebecca and I were in the city this summer. I thought it was funny because I saw Cousin Larry and Mr.Twinkisetti (sp?) on the same day. Now I just a Bronson Pinchot sighting and my life will be complete!
*grins*
I finally set up a new email account.
*sigh*
I'm going to miss katgoochie. She was a swell girl.
Oh well.
This things can't last forever.
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
Monday, November 17, 2003
Jane
Hhhmmm.
I suppose I should write something.
:)
I think I'm having a Jane relapse.
After I saw the show, I stopped trying to explain it to people.
Person - "Did you have a nice time? How was it?"
Me - "Yes, I did. It was great."
I realized that 99% of the population wouldn't understand, so I stopped trying.
And that's okay.
I don't blame them.
I remember Rebecca holding my hand and squeezing it right as James rolled out onto the stage.
Talk about surreal.
It took me a while to get used to the idea that I was actually watching him, that he was actually *right there* on the stage.
I remember Lissa looking at me when the houselights came on at intermission. She looked like someone had just told her that she was the Queen of England.
I'm happy to say that Lissa and Rebecca were thoroughly convinced by intermission.
*grin*
I remember that woman sitting right next to me who claimed to be an English teacher and had never read the novel.
I remember bawling when Helen came out on stage and I didn't stop until the end of the show.
I remember those poor little Kleenexes that I shredded.
:)
I said about two words on the drive home.
I become mute when I experience something like that.
*sigh*
A flood of memory washes over me
A little girl, betrayed and battered
Retrieves the pieces of a life that's torn apart
And tries in vain to mend the tattered pages of her heart
I suppose I should write something.
:)
I think I'm having a Jane relapse.
After I saw the show, I stopped trying to explain it to people.
Person - "Did you have a nice time? How was it?"
Me - "Yes, I did. It was great."
I realized that 99% of the population wouldn't understand, so I stopped trying.
And that's okay.
I don't blame them.
I remember Rebecca holding my hand and squeezing it right as James rolled out onto the stage.
Talk about surreal.
It took me a while to get used to the idea that I was actually watching him, that he was actually *right there* on the stage.
I remember Lissa looking at me when the houselights came on at intermission. She looked like someone had just told her that she was the Queen of England.
I'm happy to say that Lissa and Rebecca were thoroughly convinced by intermission.
*grin*
I remember that woman sitting right next to me who claimed to be an English teacher and had never read the novel.
I remember bawling when Helen came out on stage and I didn't stop until the end of the show.
I remember those poor little Kleenexes that I shredded.
:)
I said about two words on the drive home.
I become mute when I experience something like that.
*sigh*
A flood of memory washes over me
A little girl, betrayed and battered
Retrieves the pieces of a life that's torn apart
And tries in vain to mend the tattered pages of her heart
Friday, November 14, 2003
Start To Fly
You've had your taste of all that's sweet
Now you're through and what does it mean
You've sought the truth, found a lie
You've given up but it doesn't make it right
You want to go, I know you want to leave
You've got to go, farther than you see
If you just look past your scars
You will see
It's not that far
Don't close your mind
Let God inside
Begint to breathe
Start to fly
Start to fly
Wake from your sleep
Start your dream
It's okay to believe what you don't see
Give it away
Your heart won't break
This is a chance that you are going to have to take
Just close your eyes
Hold on tight
You don't have to be afraid
He is with you all the time
You'll be free
Full of peace
And everything that you need
It is right there can't you see
If you just look past your scars
You will see
It's not that far
Don't close your mind
Let God inside
Begint to breathe
Start to fly
Start to fly
Gabe Combs, Nate Cole
Now you're through and what does it mean
You've sought the truth, found a lie
You've given up but it doesn't make it right
You want to go, I know you want to leave
You've got to go, farther than you see
If you just look past your scars
You will see
It's not that far
Don't close your mind
Let God inside
Begint to breathe
Start to fly
Start to fly
Wake from your sleep
Start your dream
It's okay to believe what you don't see
Give it away
Your heart won't break
This is a chance that you are going to have to take
Just close your eyes
Hold on tight
You don't have to be afraid
He is with you all the time
You'll be free
Full of peace
And everything that you need
It is right there can't you see
If you just look past your scars
You will see
It's not that far
Don't close your mind
Let God inside
Begint to breathe
Start to fly
Start to fly
Gabe Combs, Nate Cole
It's a Michael Day!!
Thank you, Gretchen!!!!
I love you!!!
Well, I loved you before today, but you know what I mean.
*grins*
You're probably sitting in a pub eating bangers and mash or shopping at Liberty.
*sigh*
Well, I received a lovely package in the mail today, containing...
I really wasn't sure what to think about this album when the news came out with the track listing and everything. The idea is nice, but I wasn't sure about the material. Then I listened to soundclips and still didn't know what to think.
But I reminded myself of what happened with Centre Stage. I was sure I wouldn't like that one and I ended up loving it.
Well, I'm happy to say that A Love Story will probably have the same fate. :)
FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!
Finally, an album that fits the talent!
Not that his past albums were all stinkers, but this one is just brilliant.
Absolutely brilliant.
I'm sure a lot of the fans don't care for it at all and I can understand why. It's totally unlike anything he's done, other than the Donmar show.
It's very mellow, very Bacharach. This is not your typical Michael Ball Belting It Out To The Rooftops Album.
Becca and I have discussed how his style of singing has changed over the last several years and on this album he stays with the very soft and smooth style, rather heavy on the vibrato, but it works somehow. His voice is like a slice of butter, melting on a warm pancake. It curls around you slowly and draws you in.
The only time he really lets 'er rip is on God Give Me Strength and even then, it's a very emotional and raspy voice that sounds like it hasn't been getting much sleep.
The only problem is that the album seems too short!! I can only imagine how hard it must have been to fit everything into 47 minutes, considering the endless song possibilities. Michael has such a gift for telling a story with a song.
I must admit, the duet with Antonio Banderas on Me and My Shadow is cute. The picture of them in their matching shirts makes you smile. :) Just a couple of guys goofing off and getting paid for it. Must be nice.
*winks*
Whoever decided on the cover photo and design should get a raise. It's perfect for the theme of the album. Also, very smart decision to release it in the fall.
The producing and arranging and orchestrations are just fab. I'm so happy that he's finally getting the right musicians and producers to show off his talent. I've been saying for years that he needed to get away from the same old people and work with a different team.
The concept of this album is definitely risky and I applaud him for taking that risk.
Three cheers for the blue eyed Brit who, lucky for us, never even tried to be an estate agent!!!
I love you!!!
Well, I loved you before today, but you know what I mean.
*grins*
You're probably sitting in a pub eating bangers and mash or shopping at Liberty.
*sigh*
Well, I received a lovely package in the mail today, containing...
I really wasn't sure what to think about this album when the news came out with the track listing and everything. The idea is nice, but I wasn't sure about the material. Then I listened to soundclips and still didn't know what to think.
But I reminded myself of what happened with Centre Stage. I was sure I wouldn't like that one and I ended up loving it.
Well, I'm happy to say that A Love Story will probably have the same fate. :)
FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!
Finally, an album that fits the talent!
Not that his past albums were all stinkers, but this one is just brilliant.
Absolutely brilliant.
I'm sure a lot of the fans don't care for it at all and I can understand why. It's totally unlike anything he's done, other than the Donmar show.
It's very mellow, very Bacharach. This is not your typical Michael Ball Belting It Out To The Rooftops Album.
Becca and I have discussed how his style of singing has changed over the last several years and on this album he stays with the very soft and smooth style, rather heavy on the vibrato, but it works somehow. His voice is like a slice of butter, melting on a warm pancake. It curls around you slowly and draws you in.
The only time he really lets 'er rip is on God Give Me Strength and even then, it's a very emotional and raspy voice that sounds like it hasn't been getting much sleep.
The only problem is that the album seems too short!! I can only imagine how hard it must have been to fit everything into 47 minutes, considering the endless song possibilities. Michael has such a gift for telling a story with a song.
I must admit, the duet with Antonio Banderas on Me and My Shadow is cute. The picture of them in their matching shirts makes you smile. :) Just a couple of guys goofing off and getting paid for it. Must be nice.
*winks*
Whoever decided on the cover photo and design should get a raise. It's perfect for the theme of the album. Also, very smart decision to release it in the fall.
The producing and arranging and orchestrations are just fab. I'm so happy that he's finally getting the right musicians and producers to show off his talent. I've been saying for years that he needed to get away from the same old people and work with a different team.
The concept of this album is definitely risky and I applaud him for taking that risk.
Three cheers for the blue eyed Brit who, lucky for us, never even tried to be an estate agent!!!
This and That
It was raining this morning when I woke up. Bethany must be in a good mood. *grins*
There's a rather interesting discussion going on at the Jane board. Someone went on a Rochester bashing kick because they supposedly wanted other opinions. It's not necessary to make people mad or offend them before they will discuss something. A simple "Hey, how do you feel about Rochester?" would have sufficed.
And once again, I'm the one who is defending the fellow. I'm not sure why everyone is so eager to brand him as a creep. I pointed out that Jane was a selfish and rebellious teenager, but that doesn't seem to matter.
*sigh*
The man wasn't a monster. He had feelings, just like us. He and Jane are alike in more ways than people are willing to admit.
Bah.
I called Rebecca's house last night and ended up talking to Mom for about half an hour because Becca had collapsed on the couch. *grins*
Mom said she was jealous because Dad and I talked the last time I called.
lol
She mentioned something that I had thought about - Becca is coming here in January, which is great, but that means I won't be going there. :(
So, we'll have to see which way the wind blows. I would really like to make a trip there in January, or maybe right after Christmas. Let's hope that I can sell back most of my books and get a good chunk out of that. I'm also going to work probably most of the days that my parents are in LA. I'll get paid to sit at Mother's desk all day and answer the phone. Sounds good to me!! :)
There's a rather interesting discussion going on at the Jane board. Someone went on a Rochester bashing kick because they supposedly wanted other opinions. It's not necessary to make people mad or offend them before they will discuss something. A simple "Hey, how do you feel about Rochester?" would have sufficed.
And once again, I'm the one who is defending the fellow. I'm not sure why everyone is so eager to brand him as a creep. I pointed out that Jane was a selfish and rebellious teenager, but that doesn't seem to matter.
*sigh*
The man wasn't a monster. He had feelings, just like us. He and Jane are alike in more ways than people are willing to admit.
Bah.
I called Rebecca's house last night and ended up talking to Mom for about half an hour because Becca had collapsed on the couch. *grins*
Mom said she was jealous because Dad and I talked the last time I called.
lol
She mentioned something that I had thought about - Becca is coming here in January, which is great, but that means I won't be going there. :(
So, we'll have to see which way the wind blows. I would really like to make a trip there in January, or maybe right after Christmas. Let's hope that I can sell back most of my books and get a good chunk out of that. I'm also going to work probably most of the days that my parents are in LA. I'll get paid to sit at Mother's desk all day and answer the phone. Sounds good to me!! :)
Thursday, November 13, 2003
Putting On Christ
In our finite human understanding, we sometimes cannot see how God is working and we do not comprehend why things happen the way they do.
People blame God for the horrific and shocking things that are happening in our world.
God is not a dictator. He gave man a free will and there is evil in the world because man invited it in. Terrible things occur not because God does not care for His children. They occur because man is "born in sin and shapen inquity."
But those who know Jesus do not have to fear anything!
David wrote that the Lord was his shield. A shield does not remain stationary. It stays in the hand of the soldier and can be moved to protect any part of that soldier that is vulnerable or under threat. God does not stay in one place. He protects us wherever and whenever we need protection. During the centuries of hand-to-hand combat, the shield often displayed the emblem of the family, royal house, or ruling government that the soldiers represented. When we are baptized in the name of Jesus, that name is displayed for our enemy to see. Baptism is "for the remission of sins" (Acts 2:38), or "to wash away ... sins" (Acts 22:16), and the name of
Jesus is the only name given for remission of sins, "through his name whosoever believeth in him shall receive remission of sins" (Acts 10:43). Acts 4:12 "Neither is there salvation in any other, for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved." Acts 22:16 "And now why tarriest thou? arise, and be baptized, and wash away thy sins, calling on the name of the Lord." In Acts 8, Peter and John went into Samaria to pray for the people, that they might receive the Holy Ghost. vs.16 "...they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus." In Acts 10, Cornelius and his household were baptized in the name of the Lord after they received the Holy Ghost.
"Jesus" is the supreme name by which God has chosen to reveal Himself to us. "Wherefore God hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above
every name that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; and that every tongue should confess
that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father" (Philippians 2:9-11).
When you are baptized in the name of Jesus, you carry the authority and protection of that name. "So many of us as were baptized into Jesus Christ were baptized into his death" (Romans 6:3). "For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ" (Gal 3:27).
I'm glad I've put on Christ.
I'm glad He is my shield.
People blame God for the horrific and shocking things that are happening in our world.
God is not a dictator. He gave man a free will and there is evil in the world because man invited it in. Terrible things occur not because God does not care for His children. They occur because man is "born in sin and shapen inquity."
But those who know Jesus do not have to fear anything!
David wrote that the Lord was his shield. A shield does not remain stationary. It stays in the hand of the soldier and can be moved to protect any part of that soldier that is vulnerable or under threat. God does not stay in one place. He protects us wherever and whenever we need protection. During the centuries of hand-to-hand combat, the shield often displayed the emblem of the family, royal house, or ruling government that the soldiers represented. When we are baptized in the name of Jesus, that name is displayed for our enemy to see. Baptism is "for the remission of sins" (Acts 2:38), or "to wash away ... sins" (Acts 22:16), and the name of
Jesus is the only name given for remission of sins, "through his name whosoever believeth in him shall receive remission of sins" (Acts 10:43). Acts 4:12 "Neither is there salvation in any other, for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved." Acts 22:16 "And now why tarriest thou? arise, and be baptized, and wash away thy sins, calling on the name of the Lord." In Acts 8, Peter and John went into Samaria to pray for the people, that they might receive the Holy Ghost. vs.16 "...they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus." In Acts 10, Cornelius and his household were baptized in the name of the Lord after they received the Holy Ghost.
"Jesus" is the supreme name by which God has chosen to reveal Himself to us. "Wherefore God hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above
every name that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; and that every tongue should confess
that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father" (Philippians 2:9-11).
When you are baptized in the name of Jesus, you carry the authority and protection of that name. "So many of us as were baptized into Jesus Christ were baptized into his death" (Romans 6:3). "For as many of you as have been baptized into Christ have put on Christ" (Gal 3:27).
I'm glad I've put on Christ.
I'm glad He is my shield.
Bah
It really bugs me when someone messes with sound/speakers.
My father took the speakers from the computer and hooked them up to his little stereo in the front room and now we have these really c*#%&y ones for the computer.
Bah.
I HATE it when my sound source is changed. It's highly annoying. It doesn't matter how many equalizing controls you have in the program, if the speakers stink, you are stuck.
Bah.
They could doing something odd, like little fluctuations in the sound.
Bah.
I want to throw them out of the window.
My ears are highly offended and I'm trying not to scream.
In fact, why try to resist.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I suppose the Poli Sci exam that I forgot about could have been worse. I could have gotten an F. Right now I'm hoping for C.
Bah.
I didn't eat dinner.
Something is definitely wrong.
:)
My father took the speakers from the computer and hooked them up to his little stereo in the front room and now we have these really c*#%&y ones for the computer.
Bah.
I HATE it when my sound source is changed. It's highly annoying. It doesn't matter how many equalizing controls you have in the program, if the speakers stink, you are stuck.
Bah.
They could doing something odd, like little fluctuations in the sound.
Bah.
I want to throw them out of the window.
My ears are highly offended and I'm trying not to scream.
In fact, why try to resist.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I suppose the Poli Sci exam that I forgot about could have been worse. I could have gotten an F. Right now I'm hoping for C.
Bah.
I didn't eat dinner.
Something is definitely wrong.
:)
Wednesday, November 12, 2003
For Bethany
This post is for Bethany. :)
I take no offense at your comment about not liking plusONE. I'm sure there are things that you like that I don't and that's fine. And actually, plusONE's new album comes out next week and I won't be buying it. Now that Jason and Jeremy have left the group, the other guys have changed the style a lot. I think you might like it. Pete Furler produced it. It's nothing like their first cd.
It would appear that you have been reading reviews of Michael's stuff, probably at somewhere like Amazon. I too share your confusion as to why people listen to something only to bash it. I think Michael is rather unique in that I have never seen another artist inspire so much extreme like and extreme dislike. It's quite amazing and rather shocking at times. People say the most terrible things about him.
However, I have never heard of any time when he was rude or even short with anyone. He makes himself so available to the fans and he is always very sweet and kind.
Don't let nasty people bother you. If they want to deny themselves the enjoyment of Michael's music, so be it.
:)
I take no offense at your comment about not liking plusONE. I'm sure there are things that you like that I don't and that's fine. And actually, plusONE's new album comes out next week and I won't be buying it. Now that Jason and Jeremy have left the group, the other guys have changed the style a lot. I think you might like it. Pete Furler produced it. It's nothing like their first cd.
It would appear that you have been reading reviews of Michael's stuff, probably at somewhere like Amazon. I too share your confusion as to why people listen to something only to bash it. I think Michael is rather unique in that I have never seen another artist inspire so much extreme like and extreme dislike. It's quite amazing and rather shocking at times. People say the most terrible things about him.
However, I have never heard of any time when he was rude or even short with anyone. He makes himself so available to the fans and he is always very sweet and kind.
Don't let nasty people bother you. If they want to deny themselves the enjoyment of Michael's music, so be it.
:)
Girls and Music
It's amazing how some females who are in their mid 20's are just as giggly and silly and boy crazy as a 16 year old. It's actually kind of annoying.
Bah.
I had a conversation with a friend last night about how girls these days are soooo forward and that has ruined it for the rest of us. Now guys expect girls to pursue them.
Bah.
My mother called this morning and had to tell me that she found round trip airfare from Saan Francisco to London for $172 plus taxes.
Can you picture my parents rambling around London?
Maybe I should issue a warning to Scotland Yard.
Speaking of London, Gretchen leaves today for her little jaunt across the pond to see Michael. *sigh* She did mail me the new cd yesterday and that was very sweet of her. She said "I'll just get another one while I'm there!"
Hmph.
Rub it in, why don't ya.
*winks*
I'm totally stuck on My Confession.
Goodness, it's very addictive.
*sigh*
Bah.
I had a conversation with a friend last night about how girls these days are soooo forward and that has ruined it for the rest of us. Now guys expect girls to pursue them.
Bah.
My mother called this morning and had to tell me that she found round trip airfare from Saan Francisco to London for $172 plus taxes.
Can you picture my parents rambling around London?
Maybe I should issue a warning to Scotland Yard.
Speaking of London, Gretchen leaves today for her little jaunt across the pond to see Michael. *sigh* She did mail me the new cd yesterday and that was very sweet of her. She said "I'll just get another one while I'm there!"
Hmph.
Rub it in, why don't ya.
*winks*
I'm totally stuck on My Confession.
Goodness, it's very addictive.
*sigh*
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
My Confession
I have been blind
Unwilling to see the true love you're giving
I have ignored the blessings
And I'm on my knees confessing
That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
I have been wrong
About you
Thought I was strong
Without you
For so long
Nothing could move me
For so long
Nothing could change me
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am captured by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
You are the air that I breathe
You're the ground beneath my feet
When did I stop believing
'Cause I feel myself surrender each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
Richard Page
Unwilling to see the true love you're giving
I have ignored the blessings
And I'm on my knees confessing
That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
I have been wrong
About you
Thought I was strong
Without you
For so long
Nothing could move me
For so long
Nothing could change me
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face
I am captured by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
You are the air that I breathe
You're the ground beneath my feet
When did I stop believing
'Cause I feel myself surrender each time I see your face
I am staggered by your beauty
Your unassuming grace
And I feel my heart is turning
Falling into place
I can't hide
Now hear my confession
Richard Page
Closer
Well, I am happy to say that Josh's cd is a little better than I expected.
Some of the songs are the same old same old, but there are some surprises. A couple of the tracks are very rhythm driven, with drums and guitars. Si Volvieras A Mi has a very pretty arrangement with the guitar and string section. When All'Improvviso Amore started to play, I was like Whoa! This is a little wild for Josh! But it's a great song and really works for him. I predict that a good remixer will take that one and turn it into a dance hit. *grins* This album feels a little more earthy, not quite as studio perfect as the first one. It's warmer, not as technically cold and overdone. To me, the stand-outs are My Confession, All'Improvviso Amore, Si Volvieras A Mi, Remember When It Rained and Never Let Go. Per Te is also pretty good.
Oceano and Mi Mancherai (il postino) are kinda of blah, except that Joshua Bell's excellent violin addition on the latter makes it more enjoyable. When You Say You Love Me is pretty, but it's just kind of there. Broken Vow is nothing new. Why oh why did they add Caruso??? *shakes head* I've never undertstood what was so great about that song. We all know how it was written for Pavarotti and Andrea Bocelli recorded it..yadda yadda yadda. Not sure why it's on the album. Hymne A L'Amour .....nothing spectacular about this one. I prefer Italian over French, so maybe that's part of it. You Raise Me Up is nice, definitely the offspring of To Where You Are.
I'm glad they let him contribute in the songwriting and in playing the piano on Remember When It Rained. It just adds that little something.
Never Let Go is the odd child of the album, and I really like it. Very very different than anything he's done before. Now I need to find out more about Deep Forest.
So, I'm glad I got it.
You might like it.
*grins*
Some of the songs are the same old same old, but there are some surprises. A couple of the tracks are very rhythm driven, with drums and guitars. Si Volvieras A Mi has a very pretty arrangement with the guitar and string section. When All'Improvviso Amore started to play, I was like Whoa! This is a little wild for Josh! But it's a great song and really works for him. I predict that a good remixer will take that one and turn it into a dance hit. *grins* This album feels a little more earthy, not quite as studio perfect as the first one. It's warmer, not as technically cold and overdone. To me, the stand-outs are My Confession, All'Improvviso Amore, Si Volvieras A Mi, Remember When It Rained and Never Let Go. Per Te is also pretty good.
Oceano and Mi Mancherai (il postino) are kinda of blah, except that Joshua Bell's excellent violin addition on the latter makes it more enjoyable. When You Say You Love Me is pretty, but it's just kind of there. Broken Vow is nothing new. Why oh why did they add Caruso??? *shakes head* I've never undertstood what was so great about that song. We all know how it was written for Pavarotti and Andrea Bocelli recorded it..yadda yadda yadda. Not sure why it's on the album. Hymne A L'Amour .....nothing spectacular about this one. I prefer Italian over French, so maybe that's part of it. You Raise Me Up is nice, definitely the offspring of To Where You Are.
I'm glad they let him contribute in the songwriting and in playing the piano on Remember When It Rained. It just adds that little something.
Never Let Go is the odd child of the album, and I really like it. Very very different than anything he's done before. Now I need to find out more about Deep Forest.
So, I'm glad I got it.
You might like it.
*grins*
Monday, November 10, 2003
Friends
Rebecca asked me for suggestions for a paper she has to write for her English class.
It has to be about a book that they have discussed this semester. Lucky for her, Jane is one of them. *sigh* So I suggested using Jane, Cathy (Wuthering Heights) and Estella (Great Expectations) as the subject matter and discuss how the society of each character tried to mold them into a certain role.
Anywhoo, I'm feeling a Wuthering Heights mood coming on.
There is actually a Wuthering Heights musical, but it's supposedly not that great. Plus, Lesley Garrett is Cathy and I'm telling you, what Michael Ball sees in her I most definitely do not see. Maybe that's because I'm a female, but really people.... She does not have that great of a voice. Dave Willets is Heathcliff. That's like casting William Hurt as Rochester. Bah. Why don't they consult me about these things!!
It has to be about a book that they have discussed this semester. Lucky for her, Jane is one of them. *sigh* So I suggested using Jane, Cathy (Wuthering Heights) and Estella (Great Expectations) as the subject matter and discuss how the society of each character tried to mold them into a certain role.
Anywhoo, I'm feeling a Wuthering Heights mood coming on.
There is actually a Wuthering Heights musical, but it's supposedly not that great. Plus, Lesley Garrett is Cathy and I'm telling you, what Michael Ball sees in her I most definitely do not see. Maybe that's because I'm a female, but really people.... She does not have that great of a voice. Dave Willets is Heathcliff. That's like casting William Hurt as Rochester. Bah. Why don't they consult me about these things!!
It's 65 degrees!
I have a headache. Just thought I would let you know.
My cat is so cute. He started this thing where he picks up his frog in his mouth, walks over to his food dish, drops the frog in it and then proceeds to eat. Cats are so cool. It's lovely to go to bed and feel him jump up with his motor running really loud and curl up beside my legs. He makes funny noises when the alarm goes off and when I begint to stir. Cats are comforting. Right now he's running around the place, playing with a mouse.
*sigh*
Josh's cd comes out tomorrow. I thought about braving the wilds of his message board, but I haven't yet. That place is rather creepy. Those Grobanites are scary, while the Claymates are just kinda cute. It's actually quite interesting to study.
I had a fun time watching people at work today. The three older guys started talking about football. I do not find football enjoyable. I'll watch baseball, but football is just blech. I don't like basketball either. Baseball seems much less physically agressive than football or basketball. Maybe that's why I like it.
Then there's gymnastics.
*grins*
My cat is so cute. He started this thing where he picks up his frog in his mouth, walks over to his food dish, drops the frog in it and then proceeds to eat. Cats are so cool. It's lovely to go to bed and feel him jump up with his motor running really loud and curl up beside my legs. He makes funny noises when the alarm goes off and when I begint to stir. Cats are comforting. Right now he's running around the place, playing with a mouse.
*sigh*
Josh's cd comes out tomorrow. I thought about braving the wilds of his message board, but I haven't yet. That place is rather creepy. Those Grobanites are scary, while the Claymates are just kinda cute. It's actually quite interesting to study.
I had a fun time watching people at work today. The three older guys started talking about football. I do not find football enjoyable. I'll watch baseball, but football is just blech. I don't like basketball either. Baseball seems much less physically agressive than football or basketball. Maybe that's why I like it.
Then there's gymnastics.
*grins*
Monday
Another Monday.
Well, it isn't raining.
I do like the rain.
I just don't always like to be out in it.
I like to watch it.
I need to eat.
Then maybe I'll have something interesting to say.
Well, it isn't raining.
I do like the rain.
I just don't always like to be out in it.
I like to watch it.
I need to eat.
Then maybe I'll have something interesting to say.
Sunday, November 09, 2003
The Pit cd
If you're looking for some good music, here's my suggestion...
Freedom
This is as good as any John Williams score out there, although technically, it isn't a score. *grins*
Rebecca and I fondly refer to it as "The Pit cd."
When our screenplay is complete, I'll let you in on the story.
Let's just say that it involves a hero, a heroine, a villian, and a castle in Wales with a very cool pit.
*winks*
This is as good as any John Williams score out there, although technically, it isn't a score. *grins*
Rebecca and I fondly refer to it as "The Pit cd."
When our screenplay is complete, I'll let you in on the story.
Let's just say that it involves a hero, a heroine, a villian, and a castle in Wales with a very cool pit.
*winks*
Saturday, November 08, 2003
Taking Pictures
This morning my grandfather brought over a photgraph of my grandmother's father, which would make him my great-grandfather. *duh*
I've never seen this before. He was in the army in WWII.
I also found out that he was born in Montana on February 17, 1896.
I've been thinking about doing some kind of family history search.
I want to know from whence I came.
*grins*
I've never seen this before. He was in the army in WWII.
I also found out that he was born in Montana on February 17, 1896.
I've been thinking about doing some kind of family history search.
I want to know from whence I came.
*grins*
Friday, November 07, 2003
Tea
There is something immensely satisfactory in that perfect cup of tea. Making tea really is an art. I'm still learning. Auntie Joan definitely makes the best tea I've ever had in America. I suppose the fact that she is Geordie has something to do with it. *grins*
Coldplay has a new live dvd/cd set. Might have to ask for that for Christmas. I'm still doing homework on those little mp3 recorder things. They just seem very handy and I want one with recording capabilities. *grins*
Coldplay has a new live dvd/cd set. Might have to ask for that for Christmas. I'm still doing homework on those little mp3 recorder things. They just seem very handy and I want one with recording capabilities. *grins*
Thursday, November 06, 2003
Rain
In honor of the weather...
Rain
Falls from the sky
Fresh on my skin
Kisses my face
I drag myself up
Weary I walk
Guided by grace
There in the darkness
A flicker of light
Leading me onward
Over the moors
To a road
A road winding slow
That leads to a house
A house that I know
I do like rain. There's something about the sound of rain that is refreshing and peaceful. Would rain sound the same if it was red or hot pink or lime green? I don't think so. In answer to the statement "A rose by another name would smell as sweet," Anne replied "A rose just wouldn't smell as sweet if it was a thistle or a skunkcabbage."
In other news, I have a cold. The sneezing, runny nose, apply Vaseline kind of cold, like the one I had when we were in England. I suppose that accounts for why meeting Michael was rather surreal. I remember waking up that second morning in York and realizing how absolutely crummy I was. I used up all of Heidi's Kleenex supply. Thank you, Heidi. I made a little stop at Boots and picked up some pills after I exhausted Lissa's stash. That was shortly before we got the tickets for the Vivaldi concert at St.Martin's. *sigh*
I should go before I really depress myself. I'm wondering if I should maybe take something to help me sleep.
Did you know that if you are under 21, you can't buy NON-ALCOHOLIC wine, but you can buy Nyquil, which has more alcohol?
I love America.
*grins*
Rain
Falls from the sky
Fresh on my skin
Kisses my face
I drag myself up
Weary I walk
Guided by grace
There in the darkness
A flicker of light
Leading me onward
Over the moors
To a road
A road winding slow
That leads to a house
A house that I know
I do like rain. There's something about the sound of rain that is refreshing and peaceful. Would rain sound the same if it was red or hot pink or lime green? I don't think so. In answer to the statement "A rose by another name would smell as sweet," Anne replied "A rose just wouldn't smell as sweet if it was a thistle or a skunkcabbage."
In other news, I have a cold. The sneezing, runny nose, apply Vaseline kind of cold, like the one I had when we were in England. I suppose that accounts for why meeting Michael was rather surreal. I remember waking up that second morning in York and realizing how absolutely crummy I was. I used up all of Heidi's Kleenex supply. Thank you, Heidi. I made a little stop at Boots and picked up some pills after I exhausted Lissa's stash. That was shortly before we got the tickets for the Vivaldi concert at St.Martin's. *sigh*
I should go before I really depress myself. I'm wondering if I should maybe take something to help me sleep.
Did you know that if you are under 21, you can't buy NON-ALCOHOLIC wine, but you can buy Nyquil, which has more alcohol?
I love America.
*grins*
This is for Bethany. :)
Solo albums:
Michael Ball, self-titled
Always
One Careful Owner
First Love
The Musicals
The Movies
Live at the RAH
Christmas
This Time It's Personal
Centre Stage
A Love Story (coming soon!)
The Best of Michael Ball
Songs of Love
The Collection
Cast Albums:
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Rage of the Heart
Passion (probably not your kind of musical *grins*)
West Side Story (around here somewhere....)
Les Miserables
Bootlegs *cough*
various Chitty
various concerts
Donmar show, video transferred to cd
And various other stuff from compliation albums.
:)
Solo albums:
Michael Ball, self-titled
Always
One Careful Owner
First Love
The Musicals
The Movies
Live at the RAH
Christmas
This Time It's Personal
Centre Stage
A Love Story (coming soon!)
The Best of Michael Ball
Songs of Love
The Collection
Cast Albums:
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Rage of the Heart
Passion (probably not your kind of musical *grins*)
West Side Story (around here somewhere....)
Les Miserables
Bootlegs *cough*
various Chitty
various concerts
Donmar show, video transferred to cd
And various other stuff from compliation albums.
:)
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So, impossible as it may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
Cos who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
At any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
Cos you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
and you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings
One thing that makes it all complete
You find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So, impossible as it may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
Cos who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
At any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
Cos you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
and you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
I happy to announce that my Physics exam grade is 86 1/2, and of that I am quite proud.
*grins*
You try taking a class that's in another language! Hah!
Well, I tried to change the background to a really cool pic of York Minster, but the color wasn't very good. Sort of made the type unreadable. And we can't have that.
Hehe!
*grins*
You try taking a class that's in another language! Hah!
Well, I tried to change the background to a really cool pic of York Minster, but the color wasn't very good. Sort of made the type unreadable. And we can't have that.
Hehe!
Monday, November 03, 2003
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen!
I'm reporting to you from my brand new desk here in the office of Specialized Vocational Services. I actually haven't worked for about 3 or 4 weeks, so it's nice to be back. I must say, this is a rather large desk. I was used to sitting at an ancient teeny desk with mess drawers, so this upgrade is almost a bit overwhelming. This thing must be at least 5 feet long and it has cabinets on top, above the computer that run the length of the desk. Lots of room for all of those blasted Scantron and School Leavers binders. I'm also going to be getting a new computer soon. I have the new software for the WorkAbility program, but I can't install it until I have the new computer.
I start working for Emma's grandfather on Wednesday. He owns a Big and Tall Store. It will be nice to be back in retail. Two days a week is just right - enough for me to get the urge out of my system and work in a fairly calm atmosphere. Just a bunch of elderly men looking for new overalls.....doesn't sound too bad. *grins*
I should get to work. Need to sort through these papers and stuff.
Ain't life grand.
Tomorrow is our second in-class essay for Critical Thinking. I've decided to stop worrying about this type of thing. It's not worth it.
ButtercupWhat about the R.O.U.S's?
WestleyRodents Of Unusual Size? I dnn't think they exist.
I'm reporting to you from my brand new desk here in the office of Specialized Vocational Services. I actually haven't worked for about 3 or 4 weeks, so it's nice to be back. I must say, this is a rather large desk. I was used to sitting at an ancient teeny desk with mess drawers, so this upgrade is almost a bit overwhelming. This thing must be at least 5 feet long and it has cabinets on top, above the computer that run the length of the desk. Lots of room for all of those blasted Scantron and School Leavers binders. I'm also going to be getting a new computer soon. I have the new software for the WorkAbility program, but I can't install it until I have the new computer.
I start working for Emma's grandfather on Wednesday. He owns a Big and Tall Store. It will be nice to be back in retail. Two days a week is just right - enough for me to get the urge out of my system and work in a fairly calm atmosphere. Just a bunch of elderly men looking for new overalls.....doesn't sound too bad. *grins*
I should get to work. Need to sort through these papers and stuff.
Ain't life grand.
Tomorrow is our second in-class essay for Critical Thinking. I've decided to stop worrying about this type of thing. It's not worth it.
ButtercupWhat about the R.O.U.S's?
WestleyRodents Of Unusual Size? I dnn't think they exist.
Last night we had our first big rain. It started drizzling just before church and then started again later on around 9ish. It's lovely to finally have winter weather.
I had terrible dreams last night.....people dying, an earthquake, all that fun stuff.
*sigh*
Then to top it off, Baby had some trouble and the evidence of that trouble was spread around the floor in my room. I tell myself that this good training for a human baby. *bigger sigh*
My fairy godmother is leaving in 9 days for the UK. I'm supposed to give her a list of teas that I want. She's a sweetie. I told her that I might be getting a car and her husband suggested a Mini Cooper.
Guess what kind of car he has.
*winks*
I need to eat something.
I like food.
Which probably isn't a good thing.
Oh well.
Man cannot live by bread alone!
That's what God invented meat!
Hah!
I had terrible dreams last night.....people dying, an earthquake, all that fun stuff.
*sigh*
Then to top it off, Baby had some trouble and the evidence of that trouble was spread around the floor in my room. I tell myself that this good training for a human baby. *bigger sigh*
My fairy godmother is leaving in 9 days for the UK. I'm supposed to give her a list of teas that I want. She's a sweetie. I told her that I might be getting a car and her husband suggested a Mini Cooper.
Guess what kind of car he has.
*winks*
I need to eat something.
I like food.
Which probably isn't a good thing.
Oh well.
Man cannot live by bread alone!
That's what God invented meat!
Hah!
Sunday, November 02, 2003
If you've known me for any length of time, you most likely are aware that I like opera. I started listening to opera several years ago. Thankfully, my bestest auntie Lissa likes opera so I borrowed some of her stuff, including the Domingo/Cortrubas recording of La Traviata. I suppose it's a combination of the music, voices, and storytelling that grabs me.
Back in the early 90's, the three tenors known as The Three Tenors *winks* brought opera into the eye of the general public. I have to add right here that Carreras drives me nuts. Can't stand to hear him sing and can't stand to watch him sing. *shudders*
Anywhoo, shortly after I started getting into opera, I discovered Roberto Alagna.
Imagine finding a Romeo who isn't old enough to my grandfather! It was quite refreshing! Roberto is an exceptional actor and uses his whole body, not just his voice, to portray a character or particular emotion.
As for his voice, well......his ability and talent is widely debated. I'm not an opera expert, but he does hit a bad note every now then. But what I like about him is the way that he can put so much feeling and passion into his performance. Technical perfection is not what impresses me about him. It's the obvious love for what he does that is so compelling.
He has recorded quite a bit with his wife, the Romanian soprano Angela Gheorghui.
The media sometimes paints a not so nice picture of the two of them, but I've learned that the media isn't gospel. *grins*
Roberto's Christmas album is rather ecletic.
It almost sounds like two different people recorded this album - an opera singer and a pop singer. It's hard to believe that it's the same person singing Adeste Fideles and the pop song The Love Of A Child. I think he pulls it off very convincingly. He is accompanied by the London Symphony Orchestra, The Choir of St.John's, The New London Children's Choir and a couple of other choirs. It's a beautiful cd, with classic carols in English and some in French, mixed in with Jingle Bells and White Christmas.
He has a very cute accent when he sings in English, probalby equivalent to a native English speaker singing in French or Italian. *grins* He hits some notes in Ave Maria that practically cause me to levetate. *floats around room*
So, if you're looking for a great album of classic stuff mixed in with a little bit of the new, get this one. *grins*
Back in the early 90's, the three tenors known as The Three Tenors *winks* brought opera into the eye of the general public. I have to add right here that Carreras drives me nuts. Can't stand to hear him sing and can't stand to watch him sing. *shudders*
Anywhoo, shortly after I started getting into opera, I discovered Roberto Alagna.
Imagine finding a Romeo who isn't old enough to my grandfather! It was quite refreshing! Roberto is an exceptional actor and uses his whole body, not just his voice, to portray a character or particular emotion.
As for his voice, well......his ability and talent is widely debated. I'm not an opera expert, but he does hit a bad note every now then. But what I like about him is the way that he can put so much feeling and passion into his performance. Technical perfection is not what impresses me about him. It's the obvious love for what he does that is so compelling.
He has recorded quite a bit with his wife, the Romanian soprano Angela Gheorghui.
The media sometimes paints a not so nice picture of the two of them, but I've learned that the media isn't gospel. *grins*
Roberto's Christmas album is rather ecletic.
It almost sounds like two different people recorded this album - an opera singer and a pop singer. It's hard to believe that it's the same person singing Adeste Fideles and the pop song The Love Of A Child. I think he pulls it off very convincingly. He is accompanied by the London Symphony Orchestra, The Choir of St.John's, The New London Children's Choir and a couple of other choirs. It's a beautiful cd, with classic carols in English and some in French, mixed in with Jingle Bells and White Christmas.
He has a very cute accent when he sings in English, probalby equivalent to a native English speaker singing in French or Italian. *grins* He hits some notes in Ave Maria that practically cause me to levetate. *floats around room*
So, if you're looking for a great album of classic stuff mixed in with a little bit of the new, get this one. *grins*
This morning I made the costumes for the kids. Construction paper, yarn, staples and glitter are wonderous things. You don't have to be Michaelangelo to make something look half-way decent. *grins*
The kids look so cute, especially since we have some of that sparkly wire stuff to put on them like a halo. It's gonne be great.
I'm having a Princess House Party. They're having some cool sales right now and their flatware would look great with my dishes, so I couldn't resist. The party is Tuesday the 11th, so if you're reading this, you're invited! I plan on serving tea. *sticks nose up in air*
Emma went to lunch with us after church and then we went to Target. I bought a matching set of gloves, hat, and scarf. They're very cute, sort of a multi-colored rainbow theme. Emma got a red hat and I must say that the hat looks better on her than it does on me. Must be something in the shape of her face. Hhmm....
I read an article today about blogging. Apparently, it's becoming quite the "in" thing. If you're one of those kind of people who does something simply because it's cool, then stay away from blogging. Trust me.
It's 3 in the afternoon and the temp is only about 58 degrees!
Woohoooo!!!
The kids look so cute, especially since we have some of that sparkly wire stuff to put on them like a halo. It's gonne be great.
I'm having a Princess House Party. They're having some cool sales right now and their flatware would look great with my dishes, so I couldn't resist. The party is Tuesday the 11th, so if you're reading this, you're invited! I plan on serving tea. *sticks nose up in air*
Emma went to lunch with us after church and then we went to Target. I bought a matching set of gloves, hat, and scarf. They're very cute, sort of a multi-colored rainbow theme. Emma got a red hat and I must say that the hat looks better on her than it does on me. Must be something in the shape of her face. Hhmm....
I read an article today about blogging. Apparently, it's becoming quite the "in" thing. If you're one of those kind of people who does something simply because it's cool, then stay away from blogging. Trust me.
It's 3 in the afternoon and the temp is only about 58 degrees!
Woohoooo!!!
Saturday, November 01, 2003
I am happy to say that the Bloggies were a smashing success last night. Our best song was definitely Hark, the Herald Angels Sing. We were invited into houses, given candy and drinks, and even caught on video so that future generations may observe our greatness. *grins*
Emma came over so we could get ready together. She fixed my hair and put the scarf in it. It completed my peasant/gypsy vibe. *grins* Crystal was kind of a cross between Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. I must say that the lace curtains and the pin I got in Bath really topped off her outfit. Bethany looked like an old fashioned caroler. It's rather hard to put Emma in a category. She looked liked a caroler from a Ralph Lauren ad. Must have been the skirt. *winks* And Amanda.....sensible Amanda....wore regualr clothes and a Santa hat.
I'm feeling rather blah today. I sort of lost my powers of speech about 2/3s of the way through our caroling.
It's finally autumn around here!! I mean it actually looks like autumn and feels like autumn! No more 80 degree days! Woohooo!!! I slept with sweats and socks on last night! It was great!
Emma was quite happy. I helped her find a new background for her blog. It's a blue butterfly and very pretty. I can't decide if I want to change mine. I'll see what I can find.
Ciao!
Emma came over so we could get ready together. She fixed my hair and put the scarf in it. It completed my peasant/gypsy vibe. *grins* Crystal was kind of a cross between Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. I must say that the lace curtains and the pin I got in Bath really topped off her outfit. Bethany looked like an old fashioned caroler. It's rather hard to put Emma in a category. She looked liked a caroler from a Ralph Lauren ad. Must have been the skirt. *winks* And Amanda.....sensible Amanda....wore regualr clothes and a Santa hat.
I'm feeling rather blah today. I sort of lost my powers of speech about 2/3s of the way through our caroling.
It's finally autumn around here!! I mean it actually looks like autumn and feels like autumn! No more 80 degree days! Woohooo!!! I slept with sweats and socks on last night! It was great!
Emma was quite happy. I helped her find a new background for her blog. It's a blue butterfly and very pretty. I can't decide if I want to change mine. I'll see what I can find.
Ciao!
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