This week I’ve been re-ordering my ipod, adding podcasts, removing duplicates and sorting out new playlists.
I’ve got over 1200 tracks that fall under the ‘Musicals’ playlist, which is a little ridiculous really. Equally ridiculous is my ‘Glee’ playlist which has over 700 tracks. My brother is ashamed of my love for Glee, but I’m celebrating it, especially now that it is finishing its run in the US.
I’m a Glee fan, I have the board game, all the DVDs and two Glee karaoke games for my Wii. (I really need to get those moved up here)
I was one of those kids in school, I was in every choir, I auditioned for (nearly) every production. I made some great friends through our shared love of musicals, cheesy pop and singing together. When Glee started I loved it, because it was loud and brash and in your face. It was brilliant. It dealt with issues around love, loss, struggles, sexuality, gender identity, discovering who you are and standing up for that in the face of everything that the world might throw at you. Not every episode was a classic, not every cover was particularly great, but there were always funny one liners and Sue Sylvester.
I could have chosen ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ as my tribute to Glee for this week’s song, but instead I’ve picked something a little bit more low key that also goes with my love of musicals.
I’ve posted two clips of the song below, the first is the original from Barbra Streisand and Judy Garland, of course both complete legends who just blend together beautifully. The second is Lea Michele and Chris Colfer (Rachel and Kurt) from the show. To be honest, there’s at least 20 I could list as my favourite, but this just makes me want to sing both parts over and over.
So this week I’ve put together another gallery, with different ideas I get from the word ‘fresh’.
Below we’ve got fresh ingredients from street markets in SE Asia, a freshly chopped coconut in Fiji, fresh water fun, fresh faced, a refreshing blended iced green tea latte, freshly dyed skeins of silk, freshly made felt, fresh flowers as an offering and a freshly prepared (by me) meal.
More fibres are added in a pattern and worked onto the existing felt. The first bit can’t be fully felted or the top layer won’t take.
When I was younger, maybe 8 or 9, I loved anything on TV that involved Tony Robinson – obviously Blackadder, Maid Marion and her Merry Men and Time Team but he also did a fantastic show based on Bible stories called ‘Blood and Honey’. I would go every week to the library and borrow the cassette of ‘Odysseus the greatest hero of them all’ that was written by Robinson and Richard Curtis, read by Robinson. I’m not sure if anyone else got to borrow it much because I always had it. I’m not sure how it survived so many listens. I loved the way Robinson read it, doing all the voices and putting in all the drama, just like he did on the telly.
Mum and Dad must have been sick of listening to it over and over, because for Christmas that year they got me two new story tapes – The Light Fantastic and Equal Rites. Of course, they were read by Tony Robinson, and so in a round about way I was introduced to the brilliant world of Terry Pratchett. I’m not sure that my parents knew what they’d introduced me to.
Today, March the 8th, is International Women’s Day.
These days it seems that every day is national this or international day of that, so why should we take notice of this? Why should we care about today and celebrate it?
Yes, it’s back, not particularly through popular demand, but because I’ve been listening to music again and like to share. So here you go.
Over the past week here in Sheffield I have been battered by wind, rain, sleet, hail, snow and today the clouds parted long enough for me to get warmed by the strengthening Spring light, so much so that for the first time that I can remember I felt almost uncomfortably warm in my winter coat and cardigan.
I’ve been pulling myself out of my depressive slump with the help of a great doctor, medication, good friends and who knows what else. This week I’ve been accepted for volunteering roles, I’ve explored the city a bit more and found some awesome places that I’ll be visiting and spending more time in. I’ve caught up with a chum that I’ve not seen for years, is marvelous and very kindly bought me wine and dinner (Hey Masoom!) and had a job interview. So even if I don’t get it, at least I’m back in the swing of things a bit.
I’ve picked this song because it’s been in my head and hasn’t shifted. When I first heard it, I wasn’t that keen on it, I’m not sure why, perhaps it’s because the lyrics don’t quite scan in the way I’m used to but it has been a real grower and I love this stripped down version below.
‘Remember that life is not meant to be wasted, we can always be chasing the sun.’
What do you think?
I’ve not done one of these for a while so here we go. I originally thought I’d only have 4 or 5 but got a bit carried away, as you can see. These photos cover 4 continents and about 3 years of my life. Some of the hues come from nature, some are man made and others are the result of nature’s affect on man’s creations. I’m always drawn to photographing things with red tones, because red is a favourite colour of mine, but I’d not realised I had so may different oranges until I started going through to select some.