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if music be the food of love…

1 Aug

Play on. We haven’t had a good music discussion in a while, have we? But before we begin…

I’ve decided to take on the 31WriteNow Blog Challenge, which means I’ll posting an entry every day for the month of August. (Thanks, Awesomely Luvvie, for the challenge, and ToBNatural for posting about it!) No delusions of grandeur this time. I think after successfully completing the NaPoWriMo challenge, this can be done! Join me, won’t you? Or at least support and read and comment and make me happy. Now, onwards.

Other than my family, friends, donuts, and Paul Newman, music is the great love of my life. See below for recent songs/bands/musicians that have been sweetly driving me crazy.

Florence and the Machine. Seriously, where have I been? How have I completely ignored this band and Florence Welch, whose soaring voice makes me want to throw my fists in the air and sob all at the same time? After my Sissy’s repeated recommendations that I listen to them, I finally gave in (it’s hard to listen when you’re the oldest, ok?) and promptly fell in love with F&TM’s lyrical and melodic and rhythmic goodness. If you haven’t (and you likely have, because I’m so late on this one), listen to Lungs and Ceremonials, their two albums. From Lungs, the following song is typically set on repeat on my iPod. The feeling it gives me is indescribable.

 

 

Emeli Sande. Not quite sure why I haven’t talked about this incredible artist yet. I don’t know. Maybe the trance she’s put me requires only listening and not typing. I first heard her beautiful voice in my local Barnes and Noble. After some quick research on the lyrics I was hearing, I knew who she was and her album, Our Version of Events, had been quickly downloaded into my iPod. Every single song on that album is good. I’m not exaggerating. Every.single.song. Her voice is really her instrument. Here are two from her.

 

 

 

Ok, one more, one more. This is the one that got me in the B&N.

 

 

Who Do We Think We Are, John Legend. I think I’ve talked about my enduring love for Legend? If not, here you go. I love him like white rice. And this particular song from his upcoming album, Love in the Future, is simply beautiful. His vocals have never been better. And the song makes me want to learn how to swim. In other words, to do something that terrifies me.

 

 

Adorn, Miguel. There’s this, but things happen. Let’s focus on Adorn, shall we? It’s the kind love song that makes you squeal. No, it does, really. You will squeal and sing into your hairbrush and just be cheesy, but it won’t matter, because there are lyrics like “let my love adorn you” in the world. Sigh.

 

 

Lionel Richie, Tuskegee. Yeah, you read that right. I am an unabashed fan of Mr. Richie, his music, Dancing on the Ceiling, all of it. What? I grew up in the 80s. There was Michael Jackson, Madonna, and Lionel Richie. Anyway, Lionel decided–because he is a GENIUS–to re-record some of his biggest hits with a country sound and with some of country biggest stars right now, which is apropos, considering his background with country music (writing a hit song for Kenny Rogers, performing another song with Alabama). I’ve listened to album, oh, about 100 times. Listen to the whole thing. I couldn’t find songs to link, unfortunately, but honorable mentions go to Sail On, You Are, Stuck on You, Lady, and my beloved Pop’s favorite, favorite song, Deep River Woman.

Speaking of country, although I tend to largely stick with the oldies and the greats, like Dolly and Kenny and Reba, The Band Perry has a song out right now that kind of blows my mind. It’s gothic country storytelling at its best. Better Dig Two is about a woman who takes “till death do us part” pretty seriously. I love it so much.

 

 

Enjoy, and Happy First Day of August! What are you all listening to?

Update.

15 Apr

Working. Like crazy.

Living. Thank goodness.

Thinking. As usual.

Writing. Thank goodness.

Reading. Thank goodness.

Nursing. “Broken” heart.

Promising. Regular posts.

Posting. Back on.

So Little Time…

6 Feb

Yeah, right.

I’ve had all the time in the world, actually, *having been* unemployed and wandering around like a lost Girley. No excuses. I haven’t been writing at all, creatively or JournaBlog-ely. I’ve thought about it, which means nothing. Just being lazy, which might be the best and most destructive thing about being a “writer.” Ok, no quotes. I’m a writer. I think. Baby steps.

(*having been is appropriate, being that I’m now employed! Woo hoo! I start the new position next week. Needless to say, it’s been a long, frustrating road, but optimism and faith aren’t dead. Updates will come on the new position when they present themselves, which I’m sure they will.)

Anywho, unemployment has its lessons:

  • TLC Discovery is the worst. It’s addictive.
  • Sleeping in for adults means waking up at 9am. There’s no such thing when you’re not 11.
  • The horrible economy makes it worse. I was jobless before, some years ago, and I took my time, temped, didn’t stress/pull out the hair. This time? Yikes. Unemployment benefits, watching the mail, pulling out said hair.
  • Faith is strong. It’s based on past experiences, so it’s pretty potent. It keeps one going. It’s necessary.
  • My resume started to sicken me. If I saw “multi-task” one more time…
  • Great friends, great family, make stressful times so bearable.

Sigh. Here comes the soapbox about a few bold names. I want to avoid it, but I simply can’t.

  • Michael Phelps wasn’t on the clear, as I believed (come on, after Marion Jones, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop on the Olympiads). He wasn’t doping. He swam with near perfection. So, when it was all over, he gets photographed engaging in drug activity! What! What! The worst. Ugh. Not happy about that.
  • No, I’m not a fan of Jessica Simpson. But to mock and villify her based on her image is rotten. She’s a human being. And she’s not fat. And if she were fat, it wouldn’t matter. My goodness.
  • Brad Pitt was nominated for an Oscar for “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”! I know! (Ahem, we were formerly on the outs, based on his oddly rude behavior while seated on Oprah’s couch, but the Academy Award nom changes everything. The truth: I can be swayed by the presence of Oscar).
  • But do we live in a world where Anne Hathaway, of all people, is nominated, too? Really? I don’t see it.

I finished a new novels by Mary Higgins Clark, which were pretty cool. They’re predictable and a little on the corny, schlocky side, but they’re clean and mostly entertaining. So I’m sticking.

That’s all for now. Onwards, weekend.

BJ & FE SCOTT

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