Music
Fab Four Face-Off: What’s the Greatest Beatle Song Of All Time?
I frequently drive between Marquette, Michigan, and Chicago, relying on a mix of podcasts to stay awake, most prominently NPR’s Fresh Air. On this last trip, I was treated to a trial subscription to Sirius Radio, where I found The Beatles channel. I enjoyed seven joyous and uninterrupted hours of Beatles music. One segment…
Read MorePodcast: If It’s a Zit or a Pimple
Song parody to “It’s a Gift to be Simple
Read MoreLists: Bad Christmas Songs
On December 23rd, I set out on a solo drive 360 miles straight north to the shores of Lake Superior with the rest of the family following shortly behind in a second car. I frequently take this drive and look forward to the entertainment of an audio book, but this time I was driving my husband’s…
Read MorePodcast: My Life in Song
My frustrations in being the only non-singer in a musical family.
Read MoreA Whiter Shade of Pale
As I sort through the various missed opportunities and regrets in my life, I keep coming back to two things; the time that I absolutely blew my college interview at Stanford (when asked to describe “who I was” to some pompous interviewer, I said, “that’s personal and I don’t wish to discuss it!), and the…
Read MoreHail to Thee Fat Person!
Allan Sherman, of Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh fame, enjoyed an intense but brief popularity, releasing three albums in 1963 and then a rapid decline and premature death at age 49. But it is still easy to identify an Allan Sherman fan some 46 years later. I was standing in a buffet line with a medical…
Read MoreSusan Boyle
The first image of Susan Boyle was a frowzy older women quietly sitting eating a sandwich in a room teeming with hopefuls waiting to perform on the British TV reality show, “Britain’s Got Talent.” She came forward for a quick backstage interview and cheerfully admitted that she was never married, and in fact had never…
Read MoreMy Life in Song
I have inherited many gifts from my father, both genetically and by example – reasonable looks (except for my fleshly earlobes), brown hair that just refuses to go grey, kindness, loyalty and commitment to family. But among my siblings, there is one thing my father and I share exclusively – our inability to carry a…
Read MoreWhen Jesus Walks
Sunday our carillon bell choir was scheduled to play during the prelude and the offertory. The prelude is a snap, since this is when the congregation is filing in, and the noise drowns out any mistakes that might be made. The offertory is another story. It is drop dead quiet and all eyes are fixated…
Read MoreA Wedding and A Funeral
I have been mistaken for an accomplished musician two times now, with predictably disastrous results. It is perhaps understandable since I became the family custodian of my mother’s two octave set of brass carillon bells, which she used in her various musical endeavors, including family bell ringing at Christmas time. I get calls at holiday…
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