A Weekend of Music

I was once married to a Disc Jockey.  The music he played on air was contemporary.   We didn't listen to that music at home, but his voice was as good as any recording I've ever heard then or now.  In fact it was his voice that drew me to him.



After that relationship ended, I became involved with a Sicilian molecular biologist who only loved classical music.  He had one room that was filled floor to ceiling with recordings and a central island with a sound system.   When I visited that room, he was buried under vinyl and couldn't hear me enter because he was wearing head-phones.



This weekend I listened to the Cd's and tapes each of these incredible men gave me.  I believe I have all of Mahler's symphonies and various versions of the Fifth.





The disc jockey is now retired and returned to his home town of San Francisco (CA);  the molecular biologist also returned home to Catania (Sicily) and continues to explore and splice genes.

They both still listen to the same music they did then.

I can see clearly now

We've had more rain in the last month than ever before, and while the grasses are green, and the flowers were blooming, we needed a bright shiny day!

Sophie Duner

Sophie Duner

What a lovely voice.

What a wonderful collection of music.

All brought to me via WJFF radio with Gandalf at Afternoon Classics.

While listening to Sophie Duner, I realised how much music plays a positive role in my life and must keep that mind when I mindlessly go silent.

The Next Streisand: Susan Boyle

All over the net, up and down tubes, Susan Boyle is making headlines.

What a lovely voice. What a lovely, down-to-earth British gal.

Good on you Ms. Boyle:

Somewhere in Time

I just discovered Playlist.

While searching around for music, I realized that in addition to how a person looks, how they smell, the size and shape of their hands, the colour of their eyes, I often associate a piece of music with a friend--not always, but often.

And listening to the songs and scores this morning brought all those folks into a frame that even a movie camera couldn't.