The cows are bored with my song selections. They’ve turned their backs on me lately. So I’ve decided it’s time to new it up a bit. That’s exactly what I did this week while I was recovering from being broadsided by my characters. (They’re not playing nicely with me at the moment, either. Buggars!) And if you know me any bit at all, you know somewhere deep inside my soul lives the heart of a gypsy woman. I do love me some gypsy music, wagons, dancing, etc. Oh! And travel. Let’s not forget the traveling parts!
Anyway, in my music wanderings I landed on Youtube at this guitarist’s recordings and I think I may have found a kindred soul! I LOVE this man’s work (Minus the Beatles. I may be the only living creature on earth that doesn’t think the Beatles are King. :/)! Back to my new musician love, Mr. Adrian Holovaty. Oh that my fingers would imitate his manipulations of the strings. Alas....I'm content with my voice dancing around the finger pickings and strums. Sigh. Yes, sadly, I am musically codependent. : /
Here’s a song by this wonderful gypsy jazz guitarist for you to enjoy.
This singing gig of mine goes back to when I was a kid. Eventually in high school my Driver’s Ed teacher told me to go to Nashville. He said I had the boobs for it. (I know, right! Totally PI!) Anyway, I never went to Nashville until I moved to Alabama a few years back. And though I could sing a country tune as easy as anything else, it’s not what makes my heart beat, leap or jump. But give me some Hoagy or Lena or Ella or Louis and I am in my own musical universe! Well, and Adelle, Jason M, Kelly C, Emmy Lou, oh and we can’t leave out Allison K….loVe her voice! And Ray or Cat or….well, I just love it all I guess. But my voice tells me ….and my heart agrees….sing a song that moves the soul and all will be well. Like Mr. Carmichael said, Never play anything that don't sound right. You might not make any money, but at least you won't get hostile with yourself. Music. It is my heartbeat.
In celebration of Kathy’s book sale this week, I’m adding an old favorite Norah Jones tune to my playlist for the girls (cows). Here…..you enjoy it, too. This one’s for you Kathy! (Everyone lift your glass and toast her book sale! WooHoo!)
To close, y’all help me out here, will you? If you could sit and enjoy a song or two over drinks with your friends, what would it be? What would you want to hear playing while you and you’re honey danced in each other’s arms? What song would you celebrate life with? Most importantly, what songs do you think the girls will mosey on over to hear at the banks of the river while the fireflies light the stage?