Years ago I took a course on screenwriting, taught by a famous actor and screenwriter while I was in Washington DC. He opened my eyes and my mind to the way movies are created. Now I can’t watch a movie like a normal audience member. I watch it with a critical eye and look for little tells, like the common locations and Hollywood tricks used during filming. I would love to be a movie director on a project and hope to write a screenplay that actually becomes a movie some day.
This is another song that my father taught us to perform when we were little girls. It was originally released by Danny Kaye and there are versions by Monty Python, Pinochio and this one, from the Lion King.
Back in the 60’s, the development of stereo was big news for the music industry. This song was one of the great demonstrations of how cool stereo can sound. It was also a song that my father loved and he taught my two sisters and I how to sing it for that year’s family Christmas party.
My family has had music in our lives for at least 4 generations. Music is what brought my grandfather to America from England. He came “across the pond” to join his brother, a concert pianist on tour in America. He loved it here and sent for my grandmother, and that’s how I came to speak with a mild southern accent rather than a cockney accent.
Over the years there have been a lot of songs that meant something special to me. Songs that I’ve performed, songs that were dedicated to me, and songs that bring forth memories of people, place and events that were a big part of my life. So I thought it would be fun to start trolling Youtube and posting some of them here on my blog as I find them.
Now that there is a chill in the air, I have to dig out the sweatshirts and jackets. I have a variety of sweatshirts from events and places visited. My favorite was a dark green sweatshirt from the Hard Rock Cafe in Chicago. It was stolen off of me – wrapped around my waist – as I crossed a busy street in New Orleans during Mardi Gras several years ago,. That was freaky – to have your clothes ripped right off of your body in broad daylight.
I just realized that I don’t have a single hoodie. All of my sweatshirts are regular crew neck shirts. Not that it was by design. I guess I’ve never been interested in hoodies.
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