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Can’t get more honest than this

When I picked up BratzBasher from school, she told me her sci-fi/fantasy teacher played a song for them that she had to share with me. I knew right away that all of you would like it. It’s “Title of the Song” by Da Vinci’s Notebook, and here’s a lyrics video she found for it on Youtube:

This is a 100% clean song — no foul language or suggestive lyrics. You’re going to want to read as you listen.

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So this is what she does in her spare time.

I found a copy of Leonard Cohen’s “First We Take Manhattan” and played it for BratzBasher.  Being a connoisseur of various fandoms, she immediately thought of Loki from the Avengers movie.  A couple of days later, I caught her putting the following video together and decided I had to share it with y’all.

Please let us know what you think of it.  She just loves feedback.


Merry Christmas, Everyone!

I wanted to share some music I’ve been listening to lately to get me in the Christmas spirit.  I found a few videos of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir singing “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel”.  I like that this one reminds us of Christ’s entire life and mission on Earth — not just his birth.

Have a very merry Christmas, and may you and your families enjoy the blessings of Christ this holiday season.

 

 


The Rainmakers

I should’ve posted this right after we attended the concert, but I wasn’t really in a blogging mood.  I am now, though.

We got to see The Rainmakers perform live in a little bar in St. Louis a couple of weeks ago.  We took BratzBasher along because she’s a fan, too, and she was probably the only one there who had to pay the minor surcharge.  She was definitely the youngest one there.  The Rainmakers are big in Norway, but they never made a huge success of it in the States.   Shame that.  They’re really a fun band. I think they’re from Kansas — maybe Missouri.  One of these midwestern states.  Merkin would know.  He’s the guy who introduced me to their music.

I’m posting a couple videos since most of you have probably never heard of them.  I tried to find a copy of their title song, “The Rainmaker” (which they did not sing at the concert), but there doesn’t seem to be one on the web.  Here’s another favorite of mine, though: “Talk With My Hands”.  I’m told they did a verse entirely in sign language once, but I’ve never found it.

And for BratzBasher, here’s “The Lakeview Man”.  She was really disappointed that they didn’t sing this one at the concert.  It’s one of her favorites.

It was an excellent concert — intimate and fun.  I like those better than the huge productions some musicians put on.  The guys really enjoy performing, and it shows.  We bought some t-shirts and got to meet members of the band afterwards.  Probably our highlight adventure of the year so far.


It’s kind of eerie. I think that’s why I like it.

I heard this really interesting song a couple of times on the radio and finally managed to remember to look it up.

“All the Rowboats”

All the rowboats
In the paintings
They keep trying to row away

And the captains’ worried faces
Stay contorted and staring at the waves
They’ll keep hanging
In their gold frames
For forever
Forever and a day

All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to
Row away, row away…

Hear them whispering
French and German, Dutch, Italian and Latin
When no one’s looking
I touch a sculpture
Marble, cold and soft as satin

But the most special
Are the most lonely
God I pity the violins
In glass coffins
They keep coughing
They’ve forgotten
Forgotten how to sing
How to sing

First there’s lights out
Then there’s lock up
Masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault
For being timeless
There’s a price to pay
And a consequence
All the galleries
The museums
“Here’s your ticket
Welcome to the tombs”
They’re just public mausoleums
The living dead fill every room

But the most special
Are the most lonely
God I pity the violins
In glass coffins they keep coughing
They’ve forgotten
Forgotten how to sing
They will stay there
In their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to
Row away, row away….

First there’s lights out
Then there’s lock up
Master pieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault
For being timeless
There’s a price to pay
And a consequence
All the galleries
The museums
They will stay there
Forever and a day
All the rowboats
In the oil paintings
They keep trying to
Row away, row away…


For when you’re happy, or when you want to be:

I’ve been listening to a lot of Gotye lately.  I originally got the Making Mirrors CD because I like “Somebody that I Used to Know”, but I’ve found that my favorite songs are ones you probably won’t hear on the radio.  Here are two that prompt me to hit the replay button:

I think the second one is my favorite, but they both make me happy.

It’s a great album because there’s such a variety in the songs.  I hate it when I get an album and all the songs pretty much sound the same, don’t you?


Tuba Christmas 2011!

Saturday was the annual St. Louis Tuba Christmas concert.  A record 140 tubas, sousaphones, baritones, euphoniums, and trombones came together to play Christmas Carols — and the token dreidel song — at the Galleria Mall.  It was especially awesome this year because it was BratzBasher’s first time playing with the band — woohoo!  She’s usually in the audience with me, but not anymore.  She did a great job, too.  She couldn’t play all of the songs, but she played some.  I loved watching her with Merkin.  Here’s a picture:

You can’t really tell how big the band is from this picture.  They’re sitting sort of in the middle, but off to one side.  They were lucky to get seats.  Some of the musicians had to stand. Merkin couldn’t possibly have played his “baby” while standing.  It’s too dang big to hold up for very long.  In case you couldn’t tell, that thing he’s holding goes all the way to the floor.  Sometimes he’ll stand with one foot on a chair and the tuba on his knee, but he wasn’t in the back row this year.

As you can probably tell, I’m very proud of my tuba players.  I did laugh, though, when BB complained that her lips felt “flabby” afterward.