Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Musical Tag

Thanks alot Michelle (she types sarcastically)

Total volume of music on my computer: zero.

Last CD I bought: the soundtrack for Star Wars Episode III.

Last CD I acquired: a Michael Buble sampler. The Magic Man from KMGL gave it to me when I still worked at the box office.

Five songs that I listen to alot, or that mean alot to me:
1. Devotion by Newsboys. This is my current favorite praise and worship song.

2. Wild Women by The Big Three. I LOVE THIS SONG! It's soulful, sexy, and is proof to any man that us BBW's in the world are too.

3. Buddies Again by Emily Boyett and Julia Ham. Yes, you read that correctly. Emily was one of my best friends in grade school. We thought it was pretty neat that our dad's were both named Charles. It never failed that on the first day of school you would find us climbing on the jungle gym and making up verses to "our song." When we graduated in 1994 she signed my senior yearbook "remember when we were buddies again?"

4. Bye, Bye, Bye by N'Sync. Let's just call this one of those little guilty pleasures, shall we?!?

5. This Means War by Petra. The first song on the first CD I ever had. My brother gave it to me back in his basic training years (mid to late 80's I do believe). I still have it. I still play it. The case is broken, but the disc doesn't have any scratches.

...and since Michelle did six...

6. America by Neil Diamond. Not a patriotric song by any means, but still powerful. The one and only time I ever listened to that radio freak Delilah, a Russian man had called in and wanted to hear a song that explained how he felt about our country, and this is what she picked. Then on the morning of September 11, 2001, after the planes hit the World Trade Center, KOMA DJ Danny Williams played this song......powerful.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Chantez-moi

Today's chapter is a double dose of musical bliss. Thanks yet again to my sister Cheryl for giving me this idea (if I ever publish this on paper, I'm dedicating the book to you). The other night at Del Rancho she and I were talking about the forthcoming Pavarotti concert in Tulsa. Cheap seats for $125 and I had the money to go. I even had the $40 for tickets.com service charges. However, I am not going to the concert. I spent the money on something else (Plexiglas kicks ass!!) I made the comment that since I'm not going to Pavarotti, I should just try and make it to Dallas and see Eminem for some 'anger management.' Cheryl started laughing and said that I had gone from one extreme to the other. So without further adieu, here's today's most eclectic chapter:

"Nessun Dorma"
Pavarotti's signature song...from the opera 'Turandot.' I get goosebumps every time I hear this song. I have a CD of the original three tenors concert and talk about a bawl-fest extraordinaire. The final encore is this song sung by all three. Oh my! When they hit that note (you know the one) I go running for Kleenex, and then I hit rewind and listen again.

"Lose Yourself"
I mentioned "Bohemian Rhapsody" being biographical for Freddie Mercury. I consider this song the same for Eminem...and I mean in real life, not just in "8 Mile." I saw the movie in Edmond with a bunch of spoiled rich kids who didn't have a clue. Hell, they still don't have a clue and I'm still standing on the brink fighting for my chance to cross the mile...

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Chantez-moi

"I Stand Alone"

Don't get mad Cheryl - I'm doing another Godsmack song.

Long story short -- I have abandonment issues. It's most likely related to being the youngest of five by 8 1/2 years. Now it's compounded by the fact that my closest coworkers have quit and gone on to better jobs. I don't feel stuck in a rut because I know that my turn is coming soon. I feel left behind and hung out to dry (holy crap how many more stupid cliches can I put on this blog anyway). So now I, like the Scorpion King and Sully Erna (gorgeous for a Wiccan), am left standing alone, sort of like the statue of liberty. Only I want to know whom I'm holding a torch to light the way for.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Dear, oh dear, oh dear...

What kind of world are we living in when Judas and Herod get longer and louder applause than the King of Kings?!? Herod's 'back up group' were dancing around like 20's flappers, very cute. I had seen "Jesus Christ Superstar" before, but this was a much better stage production.

Short and sweet and time for bed. Stay tuned for the next installment of Chantez-moi...

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Tag, I'm it!

Okay Michelle and Kool-aid. Here are my childhood memories that I really miss the most:

**Playing in mud puddles with Jeremy and Joe. After a good rain my old driveway was a virtual swamp and the three of us would play for hours. Then we got hosed off and were let back inside the house.
**Playing in the snow with my mom's dogs Daisy and Lucy. Oh my gosh have you ever seen a fat wiener dog try to leap over a mound of snow?
**Daisy and Lucy being at the bus stop. It never failed they were there with me in the morning, and they would be sitting there at 3:30 in the afternoon when I got off the bus. And when it snowed, Daddy would come and we'd sit in the truck, but Daisy would still be sitting there at the front axle keeping watch.
**Daddy coming to get me at 5:00 in the morning to go eat donuts -- because apparently fresh donuts aren't good enough. They have to be the fresh donuts from the first batch of the day, at the exact moment they are taken out of the oven. I'd always get two blueberry donuts and a Dr. Pepper.
**Halloween costumes. I know that as adults we can still get away with dressing up and going to Halloween parties, but dressing up as a kid and going out for trick-or-treats was special. It was before the religious people in the community started saying that it was the devil's holiday and before all the psychos were putting poison and razor blades in candied apples and tootsie rolls.

Oh! Can I do six things instead of only five? I forgot about this: CABOOSES! I remember when trains still had cabooses and brake-men who would always wave. That was one of the best things about visiting Seward as a kid. When the railroad crossing warning went off, me and the cousins would go stand in the middle of the road and watch as the train went by.

I don't have a blogroll set up yet, so I'll just refer you back to michellecanning.blogspot.com. You might also want to visit Jessica at maraposa-something-or-other.

Chantez-moi

"Bohemian Rhapsody"

I'm ashamed to admit that the first time I heard this song was either in the context of "Wayne's World" or during the tribute concert for Freddie Mercury. What first appealed to me was the piano throughout the song...absolutely love it...still looking for the sheet music. And then one night I woke up with an epiphany (apostrophe for those fans of 'Hook'). I realized just how autobiographical the second verse is. Did Mercury know the events he was foreshadowing when these lyrics were written? Although "Bohemian" is not my favorite Queen song, I can definitely appreciate it more.

6/14/05 jdh

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

The List

What's up with lists? David Letterman has them. Amazon.com has a top 25 list for every movie genre possible. There's Top 40, The New York Bestsellers, etc, etc. So here is my list:

Top Ten Songs That Need To Be Sung by Eric Cartman

10. The overplayed 'lift me up song' by Josh Groban.
9. Don't Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin
8. Nothing Compares to You by Sinead O'Connor
7. Stayin' Alive by the BeeGees
6. Piece of My Heart by Janis Joplin
5. Poison by Alice Cooper
4. Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard
3. Rocky Raccoon by the Beatles (almost sacrilege but had to include a song by the Fab Four).
2. Janie's Got a Gun by Aerosmith (Ha - respect my authority!)

And the #1 song that needs to be sung by Cartman....
Beautiful by Christina Aguilera

Gotta love Cartman (except when he's killing Kenny or the Jews of South Park).

Sunday, June 05, 2005

Chantez-moi

"Whatever"

I've been listening to Godsmack alot lately. It's usually what's in the CD player when I'm angry (as opposed to something calm and soothing). My favorite lyric from this song is in the first verse: 'I don't need your shit today. You're pathetic in your own way.' Of note, be sure to turn the volume down when at a red light surrounded by homeless people...or at least roll up the window. When I saw the band in concert, this was the second or third song of their set. Totally awesome. Everything was wireless and they moved about the stage. No stage diving or crowd surfing or anything remotely cool; but just a huge pulsating mob. And those of us getting high from the second hand pot smoking were having an exceptionally great time. I quickly learned the words and was screaming 'better fucking go away' with the rest of them.

jdh 6/5/05

OMG!!!

OH MY GOD! My oldest nephew turns 26 today! Can anyone else hear the grey hairs popping up all over the place?!?!?