Siete ferrati nella musica? Quella degli anni ‘30 vi piace? Se vi chiedessi di fischiettare il brano più celebre di Arthur Freed e Nacio Herb Brown, sapreste farlo? Ancora non avete capito di cosa sto parlando? Poco male perchè appena vi nominerò il titolo tutto apparirà cristallino come l’acqua.
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CYD Charisse, the long-legged beauty who danced with the Ballet Russe as a teenager and starred in MGM musicals with Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, died today in Los Angeles aged 86. Charisse was admitted to Cedars-Sinai Medical Centre...
Yesterday as I was tacking up GaZi for a ride , I started singing to take my mind off the little bit of pre-ride anxiety I tend to get. (What side of the corral did he wake up on anyway)? It seemed to me that as long as there is oxygen flowing to the muscles in my legs, there is really no reason why I would have to stop. The song of choice invariably is a combination of prayer and the never ending desire to control the mind. . Of course, this comes back to my why. There is no reason that I had to ride right then. To get more in shape? For a disciplined mind? I’m already pretty disciplined. To challenge myself? ? Well, that’s a good motivation, but it’s not like I would die if I didn’t do it or something I've found it's sometimes what I 've dubbed my "profile in courage". Can I brav
By David Terr "Singin' in the Rain" is a fabulous MGM musical from the '50s concerning Hollywood in the late '20s. The movie stars Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds, and Donald O'Connor. All do a terrific job in this picture. The singing and dancing are excellent, especially Kelly's performance of the title song. The story is also very entertaining and amusing.Don Lockwood (Kelly) and Lina Lamont are a famous acting couple in the 1920s. Although they can't stand each other in real life, they make several successful love story pictures together and in the eyes of the public they're in love.While running from his fans one night, Don runs into an attractive young woman named Kathy Selden (Reynolds). She is very nasty to him when they first meet, but he falls for her in any case and eventually they fall in love.Meanwhile, Don's studio is in trouble, because of the advent of talking pictures. Due to the enormous success of "The Jazz Singer", the first full-feature talking film, all the st
I don't take nearly enough pictures of my kids. If we're out somewhere doing something I never remember to bring my camera with me. If we're at home and the kids are being cute I find myself thinking "I can't take a picture of that, there's a pile of laundry in the background". A big problem is that I really am not crazy about my camera. I feel like 1 out of 20 shots that I take turn out well. So a lot of the time I just don't bother. And no, you don't need to point out to me that 1 out of 20 is still better than the 0 out of 20 I get when I don't take any at all.It finally occured to me that in order to start getting better pictures I need to start taking more. I need to practice and play around with what makes a good shot. I know, it's a no brainer but it took me a while to realize that.Yesterday it was raining like crazy and Joseph wanted to go out and walk in the rain with his umbrella. I stayed on the porch with Elle and I took about 50 pictures of Joseph dancing
I am shy.I admit it. Freely. It’s better to just get that out in the open, for I struggle daily to move beyond my safe place and into that arena of mild discomfort, riddled with the pitfalls of drawing a blank and saying the wrong thing.But God must have thought I needed a giant shove nudge. He has given me two sons who redefine the boundaries of my comfort zone minute by minute; one such moment occurred during dinner while we were on vacation last fall, visiting Kevin’s sister.“So, what are you two going to sing?”The waiter leaned over the booth and ruffled Micah’s hair.“Sing?” Kevin asked.“Sure – they can stand up on the bar and sing a song, and we’ll give ‘em a card for free drinks-er-soda for the rest of their lives!”Corban and Micah looked at us excitedly.“Can we, Mama, can we, Daddy?” Corban begged. Kevin smiled at him and said, “Of course!” I caved in on myself. Are you kidding? Stand up on that bar and sing a song in front of (gasp) people? I cou
As a gal with pasty white skin and green eyes, I never really thought I'd be able to pull off wearing blue eye makeup. The last time I tried, I had swiped some of my mom's 80s neon blue liner on my lids and found myself looking at a circus clown in the mirror.But that has all changed. Makeup has gotten more advanced and now there are blue shades that flatter everyone. Neon blue hues are forever gone.I love the look of a smokey eye--especially when done with a color other than the predictable black. Blue is perfect for this. Avon just came out with a really great palette of blues, the "Denim Blues Quad". Here's how to wear it:1) Brush the lightest color (the second from the right) under your eyebrow and on the inside corner of your eye.2) Take the next lightest shade (on the right) and brush it over entire lid.3) Next, brush on the second darkest shade (second in from the left) right on the lash line (almost like a liner) and under the eye a bit (again like a liner).4) Brush the da
Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble...when you're perfect in every way.I can't take a look in the mirror,'cuz I get better lookin' each day.To know me is to love me,so I must be a hell of a man...Oh Lord, it's hard to be humbleBut I'm doin' the best that I can...--by Mac DavisI must admit...I get a rush of sorts when I sing. I try to play the humble Iowa girl, with the "Aw, Shucks" thing going on when people clap and give me compliments. But I gotta tell ya, I wouldn't KEEP doing it if it didn't feel good. I remember once my sister described the feeling of receiving applause so well..."a warm feeling in your face and a funny rush". That's it in a nutshell. It's a warm feeling. If I had to create a picture in my head, I imagine applause as warm rain to a dusty field. I feel satisfied; I "soak it up".Unfortunately, I do get a swelled head and I tend to make unfair comparisons, or make fun of people who can't sing. I hate that part of myself.I remember when I was dating
First of all...don't freak out about the title. This is NOT about current hospitalization, but rather...past hospitalizations.You see, I was sick yesterday. It wasn't bad, but it was enough to make me stay home. The thing with being bipolar is this: you sometimes have to be very careful with over the counter meds or even some prescription meds.Why?A little thing called "cross-reaction". It sucks.For example, steroids (esp. cortisone) can be bad business for BP patients. Steroids can trigger a feeling of being "hyper" in a regular person, but with BP, it's the equivalent of shoving a box of fizzies up one's a$$. You go to the moon, circle around it about 8 times, come back, and then binge on comfort food like there's no tomorrow. Oh, and of course, you can't sleep. That's the real sucky part. So if there's a need for steroids (e.g. asthma attacks, certain types of injuries/illnesses, etc) you have to confer with two separate doctors PLUS the pharmacist. In other words
