A good friend introduced me to the music of Frou Frou a few years back. I was going thru a stupidly shallow heartache and he thought the song "Hear Me Out" would make me feel better. Ha! Made me feel worse. I was the slow motion accident Imogen Heap was singing about.
But it also did start my long obsession with Imogen Heap and her music. Fast forward to the present and I still find Imogen's haunting voice unwinding and nerve-wracking all at once. Her beautiful lyrics only heighten emotions that normally lie dormant in a sensible lass like me, somehow driving me forward without having the need to commit suicide along the way. Does that make sense?
I love running with her voice in my ears.
This particular song embodies everything that I love about her craft. I mean, what genius mind can come up with the line,"If love is surrender, then whose war is it anyway?"
I swear, I'll watch her live someday.
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How did you get this number?
I can't get my head round you
Of course you're not coming over
Snap out of it, you're not making any sense
You couldn't be more wrong, darling
I never gave out these signs
You misunderstood, no meaning
Snap out of it, I'm not falling for this one
If love is surrender
Then whose war is it anyway?
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come in any closer
'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
If you think that it's so damn easy
Then what do you need me for?
Just look at the state of you, babe
Snap out of it, you're not listening to this
And just for once could you
Let me finish a sentence?
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come in any closer
'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
Make no sudden movements
And no one need get hurt
You're making me nervous
If you know what's good for me, why would I be leaving you?
Now I've had it up to here
Don't ever try that again
Why are you so quiet so suddenly?
Go on, I bet you're just dying to try me
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come in any closer
'Cause I don't know how long I can hold my heart in two
Make no sudden movements
And no one need get hurt
You're making me nervous
If you know what's good for me, why would I be leaving you?
So what do we do now?
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Thursday, September 2, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Beautiful Music
Fantasia (circa 1940) was just aired on the Disney Channel, and I'm glad I caught it.
It brings back happy "laserdisk" days for me. Fifteen or so years ago, we would rent a copy of Fantasia from the neighborhood video store and I would repeatedly watch two tracks: The Nutcracker Suite and The Pastoral Symphony.
The Nutcracker Suite had me at the Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairy, and the fancy goldfish. The Pastoral Symphony I think started my long-term relationship with the whimsical.
Tonight's recap, however, allowed me to appreciate the other tracks featured in Disney's third full-length animated production. I won't go into detail of all 8 interpretations, you can look that up in wikipedia, just to my interpretation of the final mash up of the orchestra.
The last track is a long play of (1st) Night on Bald Mountain and (2nd) Ave Maria was, and as a kid back then, it was the most (1st) scary and (2nd) most boring for me. I would always skip this last track and repeat from the Nutcracker Suite. I guess I didn't fully understand the message the Disney Cartoonists wanted to put across. I was too young, likely with no concrete experience of good and evil, to understand. I suppose that's one of the great advantages of aging, appreciating art better. The narrator put it as simply as possible in his introduction to the track: "A comparison of the profane and sacred" and even though in the artistic terms of today, the visual could be seen as too literal, I still think it was perfectly executed.
Night on Bald Mountain eeriely illustrates how evil envelopes the earth in the dark of night. The dancing demons can still give me nightmares. But the horrors were quickly replaced by calm and serenity when Ave Maria started to intervene. The music of the Philidelphia Orchestra (as directed by Leopold Stokowski) along with the fervently prayerful artistry of the Disney cartoonists more than tipped the balance for the side of good.
Tonight, Ave Maria gave me a sense of peace, a feeling that even though there are truly real evils in this world, simple acts of kindness and small prayers swing back the scale to love. Nothing grand or majestic need be done. Because the smallest of gestures of good have profound effects on the world.
I'm so happy I was able to watch Fantasia again tonight. It's an absolutely beloved classic. If you have children, or pamangkins, I highly recommend this feature. :)
It brings back happy "laserdisk" days for me. Fifteen or so years ago, we would rent a copy of Fantasia from the neighborhood video store and I would repeatedly watch two tracks: The Nutcracker Suite and The Pastoral Symphony.
The Nutcracker Suite had me at the Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairy, and the fancy goldfish. The Pastoral Symphony I think started my long-term relationship with the whimsical.
Tonight's recap, however, allowed me to appreciate the other tracks featured in Disney's third full-length animated production. I won't go into detail of all 8 interpretations, you can look that up in wikipedia, just to my interpretation of the final mash up of the orchestra.
The last track is a long play of (1st) Night on Bald Mountain and (2nd) Ave Maria was, and as a kid back then, it was the most (1st) scary and (2nd) most boring for me. I would always skip this last track and repeat from the Nutcracker Suite. I guess I didn't fully understand the message the Disney Cartoonists wanted to put across. I was too young, likely with no concrete experience of good and evil, to understand. I suppose that's one of the great advantages of aging, appreciating art better. The narrator put it as simply as possible in his introduction to the track: "A comparison of the profane and sacred" and even though in the artistic terms of today, the visual could be seen as too literal, I still think it was perfectly executed.
Night on Bald Mountain eeriely illustrates how evil envelopes the earth in the dark of night. The dancing demons can still give me nightmares. But the horrors were quickly replaced by calm and serenity when Ave Maria started to intervene. The music of the Philidelphia Orchestra (as directed by Leopold Stokowski) along with the fervently prayerful artistry of the Disney cartoonists more than tipped the balance for the side of good.
Tonight, Ave Maria gave me a sense of peace, a feeling that even though there are truly real evils in this world, simple acts of kindness and small prayers swing back the scale to love. Nothing grand or majestic need be done. Because the smallest of gestures of good have profound effects on the world.
I'm so happy I was able to watch Fantasia again tonight. It's an absolutely beloved classic. If you have children, or pamangkins, I highly recommend this feature. :)
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