My husband wanted me to be Debbie Harry.
I didn't want to.
Just for the record, I did NOT want to be Debbie Harry when she was living her days in a bunny costume Although, I always did think those ears and little tails were cute
I had forgotten she was in Hairspray. Loved that hairdo on her
Someday, everything is gonna be diff'rent
When I paint my masterpiece.
I know...I'm on an Ella kick here, but this one is really awesome. It's not the version I have (where she doesn't know most of the words, and so she ad libs pretty much the whole thing), but it's still funny
Those of you on list who know me by sight will probably recognize the strong resemblence between the shoes this violinist wears and the ones I usually wear while playing fiddle
hyldemoer wrote:Those of you on list who know me by sight will probably recognize the strong resemblence between the shoes this violinist wears and the ones I usually wear while playing fiddle
if I wear any at all.
Well, ya gotta start somewhere.
I like that, and love the shoes. One of the finest violin solos I ever heard was played barefoot. Dressed to the nines otherwise, but barefoot and eyes closed- it was magical.
"Let low-country intruder approach a cove
And eyes as gray as icicle fangs measure stranger
For size, honesty, and intent." John Foster West
Idlewild - A Ghost In The Arcade (this video was filmed at their gig in Aberdeen in March, haven't been able to spot myself in the crowd yet) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRGNAM2FqlM
Some friends of mine (these are the kind of people I spend far too much of my spare time watching or talking about. As these are local acts and most are unsigned the quality varies):
And whether the blood be highland, lowland or no.
And whether the skin be black or white as the snow.
Of kith and of kin we are one, be it right, be it wrong.
As long as our hearts beat true to the lilt of a song.