Music and Musings

 
 
 
“The artist is the creator of beautiful things.  To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim.”
 
~ Oscar Wilde ~
 

My Two Secrets

I have two secrets.  One is that I love country music.  I do not know where this came from, since I grew up in Cleveland, the home of rock and roll, and the Buzzard.  I am positive that I did not hear one country song growing up, yet I notice that when I am driving, that I stop the scan button when I hear the twang.  I must emphasize that this is an alone activity.  Jill does not share in my passion for country music.  Pobresita.  I thought that I would post one of my favorite country music songs, by Rascal Flatts, called “Moving On”.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1bxlDAjGCo&feature=channel 

The lyrics for “Moving On”, were written by Phillip A. White and David Vincent Williams.  I have posted a few of their words below: 

“I’ve dealt with my ghosts and I’ve faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I’ve found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I’m at peace with myself
I have been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I’m movin’ on” 

My second secret is that I love Opera.  I love everything about the Opera.  I love to dress up, I love to see how everyone else is dressed, I love the decorations at the Miami Opera House, the Adrienne Arsht Center, and I love that we go out to eat afterwards to the Versailles, a Cuban restaurant.  One of my favorite Opera’s is Lakmé, written by Léo Delibes.  And even though I saw Lakmé, at the Arsht, I have provided a link to my favorite song called; the “Flower Duet”, performed by Dame Joan Sutherland and Marilyn Horne. (I wish I could have seen them). 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z9ZfYr6oLhA   

 When the officer in the opera hears Lakmé and her maid sing the “Flower Duet”, he falls in love, with Lakmé, as I fell in love with this song.  The song will make me stop whatever I am doing, to listen to the beauty.  Interestingly enough, the music in the “Flower Duet” portray the words shown below:

“Where the spring sleeps And the birds, the birds sing. Under the thick dome of white jasmine Ah! Let us go down together!” 

Unfortunately like many operas, the story ends tragically.

 

At the opera!

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