Well, I won't have much to say this besides I am about to fall over from too much dancing and fun at Prom! A lack of sleep doesn't help either. Prom was so much fun!!! If I had to live that night over and over again for...a long time, I would do it! The incessant paparazzi (aka parents) always taking pictures would get annoything though. Anyway, let's get down to business (but not to defeat the huns).
My pick of the week- Signed, Sealed, Delivered by Stevie Wonder
I recently downloaded Stevie's greatest hits album and I don't regret it in the least! I have always liked Stevie's varying voice and immense musical talent (not to mention he's BLIND and yet can play the piano like no other), and this album sums his awesomeness up in just 20 songs. Give it a listen! You won't regret it.
Ginger time!
Well, one of my best friends Leslie fixed my hair for Prom, and it looked amazing, even if I do say so myself. Anyway, Cora was the first person to touch my hair this week (of course). I don't have much else to say this week other than I am dead tired and want to go to bed...which I will do right now. Until next week!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Week XIII
I will admit, I am glad for the thunderstorms :) Though tornadoes are scary and I hope to never have to see one again (I was a few hundred feet from one when I lived in Mississippi), the winds and rain they stir up make me happy. Spring is finally here! I hope it doesn't rain Prom weekend though...
My pick of the week- She's Always A Woman by Billy Joel
I have listened to Billy Joel ever since I can remember; he's sung me to sleep, he's woken me up, and he's got me through tumultuous times again and again. My parent's "song" at their wedding was Just the Way You Are by Billy (which is a sweet song as well), in fact. I'd like to post the lyrics for you to She's Always A Woman:
She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me
She can lead you to live
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free
She steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
She will promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me
She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
But she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me
"And she only reveals what she wants you to see, she hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me." How true of a woman! I'll admit, we can be pretty harsh at times, and Billy Joel captures the essence of what a woman is (even if she won't admit it) sometimes, for some always, and puts it into a soothing melody accompanied by a lovely flute. I suggest ALL of Billy Joel's songs, but this is one of my all-time favourites.
Gimme a "R", gimme a "E", gimme a "D"!
I'd like to share an...incident involving my hair that happened not thirty minutes ago. My mom and I were shopping (she received some gift cards to the mall for secretaries' day) at JCPenny's for some shirts for her. When we were ready to check out, the girl at the cash register seemed to be the complimenting type; the first words out of her mouth were, "That's a cute shirt". She barely had time to look at it! But her next comment shocked me. She had the nerve to tell me that she liked how my hair looked "all crimpy-like". My mom shot me a "don't say anything back, you'll regret it" look, so I kept my mouth shut, although I REALLY didn't want to. Crimpy? Of all the curly insults! I wanted to tell her, "MY HAIR IS NOT CRIMPED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! It's naturally curly, I just have to have it chemically relaxed so it won't look like CRAP." Alas, some people just don't know when NOT to say some things they might think are compliments. She may have ment well, but...you're got to be careful what you say to a red-head about their hair. Couldn't she have said, "I like your hair" like everyone else? Oh well...Nicole was the first person to touch my hair this week, but Cora was the second! Woot. Well, I must be leaving. My video games are calling. Until next week.
My pick of the week- She's Always A Woman by Billy Joel
I have listened to Billy Joel ever since I can remember; he's sung me to sleep, he's woken me up, and he's got me through tumultuous times again and again. My parent's "song" at their wedding was Just the Way You Are by Billy (which is a sweet song as well), in fact. I'd like to post the lyrics for you to She's Always A Woman:
She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me
She can lead you to live
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe you
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free
She steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me
Oh, she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants
She's ahead of her time
Oh, and she never gives out
And she never gives in
She just changes her mind
She will promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me
She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
But she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me
"And she only reveals what she wants you to see, she hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me." How true of a woman! I'll admit, we can be pretty harsh at times, and Billy Joel captures the essence of what a woman is (even if she won't admit it) sometimes, for some always, and puts it into a soothing melody accompanied by a lovely flute. I suggest ALL of Billy Joel's songs, but this is one of my all-time favourites.
Gimme a "R", gimme a "E", gimme a "D"!
I'd like to share an...incident involving my hair that happened not thirty minutes ago. My mom and I were shopping (she received some gift cards to the mall for secretaries' day) at JCPenny's for some shirts for her. When we were ready to check out, the girl at the cash register seemed to be the complimenting type; the first words out of her mouth were, "That's a cute shirt". She barely had time to look at it! But her next comment shocked me. She had the nerve to tell me that she liked how my hair looked "all crimpy-like". My mom shot me a "don't say anything back, you'll regret it" look, so I kept my mouth shut, although I REALLY didn't want to. Crimpy? Of all the curly insults! I wanted to tell her, "MY HAIR IS NOT CRIMPED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! It's naturally curly, I just have to have it chemically relaxed so it won't look like CRAP." Alas, some people just don't know when NOT to say some things they might think are compliments. She may have ment well, but...you're got to be careful what you say to a red-head about their hair. Couldn't she have said, "I like your hair" like everyone else? Oh well...Nicole was the first person to touch my hair this week, but Cora was the second! Woot. Well, I must be leaving. My video games are calling. Until next week.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Week XII
I swear, sometimes I want to change this blog's title to "Examples why they're aren't enough hours in the day,how much music is amazing, and why I love Latin." But, alas...perhaps that blog is for another time. Firstly, the song of the week.
My pick of the week- Sonata in A Minor - Allemande by J. S. Bach
Could Bach be anymore awesome? The above is purely flute, with no accompanying orchestra, or even a piano. Sonatas are always calming (in my opinion), but this one is calming, but at the same time urges you to listen deeper. The rolling crests and valleys of the dynamics and the varying articulations (sorry if this is too much band jargon for you) really makes you realize how versatile the flute is. I would love to play this piece if I could get my hands on it. Give it a listen! Or two or three...
Random Red-rugged Rants (I thought I'd have some fun with alliteration)
My hair cooperates much better now that my amazing hair stylist tamed it. The straightening lasts about 5 months. It would last longer if my hair wouldn't grow. But if my hair didn't grow, then I'd be in a awful mess. I wouldn't be able to show my true colours, shining though, my true colours, that's why I love you. WHOA! When did you decide to take over my blog, Phil? Anyway...the first person to touch my hair and the LAST person was....DUN DUN DUN....Cora. Go figure.
Laterz gatorz
My pick of the week- Sonata in A Minor - Allemande by J. S. Bach
Could Bach be anymore awesome? The above is purely flute, with no accompanying orchestra, or even a piano. Sonatas are always calming (in my opinion), but this one is calming, but at the same time urges you to listen deeper. The rolling crests and valleys of the dynamics and the varying articulations (sorry if this is too much band jargon for you) really makes you realize how versatile the flute is. I would love to play this piece if I could get my hands on it. Give it a listen! Or two or three...
Random Red-rugged Rants (I thought I'd have some fun with alliteration)
My hair cooperates much better now that my amazing hair stylist tamed it. The straightening lasts about 5 months. It would last longer if my hair wouldn't grow. But if my hair didn't grow, then I'd be in a awful mess. I wouldn't be able to show my true colours, shining though, my true colours, that's why I love you. WHOA! When did you decide to take over my blog, Phil? Anyway...the first person to touch my hair and the LAST person was....DUN DUN DUN....Cora. Go figure.
Laterz gatorz
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Week XI
This week is just for Elizabeth because she is amazing.
My pick of the week- Cumulus by Imogen Heap
Now, I know I don't usually pick the same artist consecutively, but I make an exception this week. I recommend this song to anyone who enjoys listening to concert music (aka without words). Even if you don't normally like that kind of music, I would suggest listening to this song. You might change your mind after you hear the complexity and beauty that this song embodies. It is amazing! I, more often than not, listen to classical music while I do my homework, and though Cumulus isn't classical, I still find it soothing and a great study song.
Oh Red Fluff-ball, oh red fluff-ball, I'm really tired of you, oh red fluff-ball.
Get ready to gasp, because Cora was NOT the first person to touch my hair this week! It was Emily! The plot thickens... Ok, maybe not. Just kidding =] Anyway, as you might be able to tell, I would like my hair to stop being complicated. I'm sick of it! Although 7 people touched my hair this week, it didn't deserve even one. I can't wait for this Friday! I will finally be liberated of my obnoxious mane. By the way, if you didn't go see The Wiz this past weekend, you really missed out! I participated in the pit orchestra and had a great time! I'm glad it's over, but, then again, I'm not. I can't wait to see what we perform next year! Well, sleep beckons. Have a great four day week! Spring break next week!
My pick of the week- Cumulus by Imogen Heap
Now, I know I don't usually pick the same artist consecutively, but I make an exception this week. I recommend this song to anyone who enjoys listening to concert music (aka without words). Even if you don't normally like that kind of music, I would suggest listening to this song. You might change your mind after you hear the complexity and beauty that this song embodies. It is amazing! I, more often than not, listen to classical music while I do my homework, and though Cumulus isn't classical, I still find it soothing and a great study song.
Oh Red Fluff-ball, oh red fluff-ball, I'm really tired of you, oh red fluff-ball.
Get ready to gasp, because Cora was NOT the first person to touch my hair this week! It was Emily! The plot thickens... Ok, maybe not. Just kidding =] Anyway, as you might be able to tell, I would like my hair to stop being complicated. I'm sick of it! Although 7 people touched my hair this week, it didn't deserve even one. I can't wait for this Friday! I will finally be liberated of my obnoxious mane. By the way, if you didn't go see The Wiz this past weekend, you really missed out! I participated in the pit orchestra and had a great time! I'm glad it's over, but, then again, I'm not. I can't wait to see what we perform next year! Well, sleep beckons. Have a great four day week! Spring break next week!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Week X
Greetings from Rainy Land! Personally, I'm just glad that spring is finally here! I love winter, but enough is enough! Bring on the new life and pretty flowers! I can't wait to check the air in my bike tires and go on a ride through the countryside again. Anyway!
My pick of the week- 2-1 by Imogen Heap
Imogen is one of my favourite artists. Her music is diverse, but always chock full of talent. I'm going to include the lyrics to this song this week because I think the lyrics are very...deep (in a way). Here goes:
First the earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps round the sun
All the gods lost 2-1
And holes to heaven pointed out to us from light years away
We're surrounded by a billion galaxies
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready?
The interim of life
Has got you tiptoed and pinning all your hopes
On the top dog of dreams
You're not alone in this
The polyfilla way looks strong in the weakness
Of the gaps
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
Will we be ready?
I'm dying to know, what's in your head
I'm dying to know, how it all got in there
I'm dying to know, to help make some sense of it all
I'm dying to know
Tell me is it my fault?
And I care about you, darling
And I care about you
Course I care about you
More than anyone else
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
My favourite verse is the first one. I think it shows just how much we (especially Americans) want everything to revolve around ourselves and how much we want everything to go as we want it to. I strongly suggest you listen to this song and more of Imogen's works. Her newest CD, Ellipse, is a great buy, but Speak For Yourself is still my favourite.
Dear Ginger,
....ok just kidding. I would NEVER open an advise column. That's just begging from petty drama that no one wants to hear about. I finally got an appointment for my hair to be done, so I'm pretty excited. Yes, I know I'm easily excited, but this is a big deal for me. I step in a beauty parlor about once every five months. So when I do, I always feel better when I get out =] By the way, I really hate saying "get my hair done". Hair can't be "done"...but I don't know how else to say what I want to say without using that phrase. It's so grammaitically incorrect and I hate it! Alas, I am powerless to fix it... I digress. Cora was the first to touch my hair this week. I can't see how she always remembers, but she does! Anyway...I really must go. Stephen King's Under the Dome is calling to me.
My pick of the week- 2-1 by Imogen Heap
Imogen is one of my favourite artists. Her music is diverse, but always chock full of talent. I'm going to include the lyrics to this song this week because I think the lyrics are very...deep (in a way). Here goes:
First the earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps round the sun
All the gods lost 2-1
And holes to heaven pointed out to us from light years away
We're surrounded by a billion galaxies
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready?
The interim of life
Has got you tiptoed and pinning all your hopes
On the top dog of dreams
You're not alone in this
The polyfilla way looks strong in the weakness
Of the gaps
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
Will we be ready?
I'm dying to know, what's in your head
I'm dying to know, how it all got in there
I'm dying to know, to help make some sense of it all
I'm dying to know
Tell me is it my fault?
And I care about you, darling
And I care about you
Course I care about you
More than anyone else
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
My favourite verse is the first one. I think it shows just how much we (especially Americans) want everything to revolve around ourselves and how much we want everything to go as we want it to. I strongly suggest you listen to this song and more of Imogen's works. Her newest CD, Ellipse, is a great buy, but Speak For Yourself is still my favourite.
Dear Ginger,
....ok just kidding. I would NEVER open an advise column. That's just begging from petty drama that no one wants to hear about. I finally got an appointment for my hair to be done, so I'm pretty excited. Yes, I know I'm easily excited, but this is a big deal for me. I step in a beauty parlor about once every five months. So when I do, I always feel better when I get out =] By the way, I really hate saying "get my hair done". Hair can't be "done"...but I don't know how else to say what I want to say without using that phrase. It's so grammaitically incorrect and I hate it! Alas, I am powerless to fix it... I digress. Cora was the first to touch my hair this week. I can't see how she always remembers, but she does! Anyway...I really must go. Stephen King's Under the Dome is calling to me.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Week IX
Hope you had a good week. This is going to be a short blog this week.
My pick of the week- Telephone by Lady Gaga
This song is great, but I wouldn't tell you to watch the offical video though. It's...how can I say this nicely? Different. Very very different... But the song is great. Just go listen to it =] but seriously...don't watch the video.
Gingerness!
Cora was the first one to touch my hair this week, of course! I hate my hair sometimes...we have a love/hate relationship. I need to get my hair done. I normally have the roots of my hair chemically relaxed. My roots are a lot curlier than the rest of my hair is. They are about as curly as an old phone cord. Because of this, I get them relaxed. You probably didn't want to know any of this, but deal with it =]
Have a great week.
My pick of the week- Telephone by Lady Gaga
This song is great, but I wouldn't tell you to watch the offical video though. It's...how can I say this nicely? Different. Very very different... But the song is great. Just go listen to it =] but seriously...don't watch the video.
Gingerness!
Cora was the first one to touch my hair this week, of course! I hate my hair sometimes...we have a love/hate relationship. I need to get my hair done. I normally have the roots of my hair chemically relaxed. My roots are a lot curlier than the rest of my hair is. They are about as curly as an old phone cord. Because of this, I get them relaxed. You probably didn't want to know any of this, but deal with it =]
Have a great week.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Week VIII
Good afternoon my fellow bloggians! What a beautiful day is it too! I currently have my window open (though it is a bit cold) to let the glorious sun shine in. These are the days that make me glad to be alive and that I live in such a lovely part of the countryside.
My pick of the week- Viola Da Gamba Sonata #2 in D, 1. Adagio by Bach
It's Bach time! A piano and a viola are the only instruments that play in this song, and the sound they make together is so very lovely. Believe it or not, I first heard this song on an old Nancy Drew video game of mine. This song is regal and thoroughly baroque with the numerous trills and dark, intense sound that would make anyone feel peaceful, yet interested in hearing the song in its entirety. As the majority of the baroque style of music, this piece ends on a happy note (haha). All Bach's works are amazing, but I love this one especially for its complexity and beauty.
Mega Ginger time!
I have not kept a close running total on the number of people who have decided to molest my hair in some way this week, but the last number I remember counting was nine. Cora, as usual, was the first to do this. I recently had the pleasure of meeting Jim Walker, one of the greatest flautists of all time in my book, this past weekend at Murray Quad State Festival at Murray College. One evening, he gave a superb concert with the Murray Wind Ensemble and Jazz Band. After the concert, he held a signing outside in the front lobby. Of course I jumped at this opportunity to meet such a wonderful player, so I bought one of his CD's and waited in line to get his autograph. I happened to overhear that couple in front of me were big fans of Jim Walker and so I started a conversation with the lady. I came to find out that her name was also Bethany, but she spelled it with an "e" instead of an "a". Just as I began to push the coincidence aside, it was my turn to talk to the great Jim Walker. He smiled and asked me whay my name was. I told him, and his reaction startled me. He put down his sharpie and looked me in the eyes. He asked me if I was joking. I shook my head, and he laughed. Oh how confused was I! He smiled again and explained to me that in his studio back home (somewhere in California, I believe) there was another curly, red-headed Bethany that played the flute. My jaw dropped. Another red-headed curly haired Bethany exsisted? NO WAY! This was just too weird to be true. On top of that, she plays the flute! He signed my CD and said to me, "Out of all the people here tonight, I don't think I can forget meeting another red-headed Bethany. Have a good night, Bethany!" I smiled, thanked him, and said I would never forget him either. What an awesome night that was!
My pick of the week- Viola Da Gamba Sonata #2 in D, 1. Adagio by Bach
It's Bach time! A piano and a viola are the only instruments that play in this song, and the sound they make together is so very lovely. Believe it or not, I first heard this song on an old Nancy Drew video game of mine. This song is regal and thoroughly baroque with the numerous trills and dark, intense sound that would make anyone feel peaceful, yet interested in hearing the song in its entirety. As the majority of the baroque style of music, this piece ends on a happy note (haha). All Bach's works are amazing, but I love this one especially for its complexity and beauty.
Mega Ginger time!
I have not kept a close running total on the number of people who have decided to molest my hair in some way this week, but the last number I remember counting was nine. Cora, as usual, was the first to do this. I recently had the pleasure of meeting Jim Walker, one of the greatest flautists of all time in my book, this past weekend at Murray Quad State Festival at Murray College. One evening, he gave a superb concert with the Murray Wind Ensemble and Jazz Band. After the concert, he held a signing outside in the front lobby. Of course I jumped at this opportunity to meet such a wonderful player, so I bought one of his CD's and waited in line to get his autograph. I happened to overhear that couple in front of me were big fans of Jim Walker and so I started a conversation with the lady. I came to find out that her name was also Bethany, but she spelled it with an "e" instead of an "a". Just as I began to push the coincidence aside, it was my turn to talk to the great Jim Walker. He smiled and asked me whay my name was. I told him, and his reaction startled me. He put down his sharpie and looked me in the eyes. He asked me if I was joking. I shook my head, and he laughed. Oh how confused was I! He smiled again and explained to me that in his studio back home (somewhere in California, I believe) there was another curly, red-headed Bethany that played the flute. My jaw dropped. Another red-headed curly haired Bethany exsisted? NO WAY! This was just too weird to be true. On top of that, she plays the flute! He signed my CD and said to me, "Out of all the people here tonight, I don't think I can forget meeting another red-headed Bethany. Have a good night, Bethany!" I smiled, thanked him, and said I would never forget him either. What an awesome night that was!
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