hallelujah
By diana on Feb 11, 2010 | In capricious bloviations
just b'cause.
It's been a strange day, my friends. Not good. Not bad. Just...strange.
Wait. The day has been fine, even beautiful. I suppose what I mean is that I've been strange.
First, while you read this, I want you to open this in another window and listen to it. I love the song "Hallelujah," although I have to admit I don't really know what it means--other than committing the classic conflation of religious ecstacy with that of, shall we say, something more down to earth--and although I've never heard of the Canadian Tenors* before now, I ready to buy some of their recor...uh, albums. Wow. Just...wow.
* I submit without shame or apology that I have been a huge fan of Celine Dion since I was driving home after a swing shift one night in Denver, long ago and far away in another lifetime, and heard her sing The Power of Love. The DJ didn't say who it was, so I stayed tuned for another two weeks until I heard her name, then I went to the store and bought the album--and every one since then. I remember thinking I'd heard that song before, too. Maybe I heard Jennifer Rush sing it at some point. As talented as I think Celine is, Jennifer does a much better job, and that's saying something.
Obviously, I'm a huge fan of huge voices, particularly when they're combined with passionate music.
So as I was listening to the Canadian Tenors sing this song, I thought to myself, "Self, I've heard that song before. Oh yeah! KD Lang recorded it." And it goes without saying that KD did an amazing job with it.
Then, as I do when I discover a beautiful, expressive song on Youtube which a number of people or groups have performed, I flipped through them and discovered--oh. my. god.--this. Being American, it should come as no surprise that I've never heard of Alexandra Burke. At least this time, I have a very good reason: her music has not yet been released here. When it is, it will sweep the nation. She's incredible. Give it a listen.
Oh. I was going to tell you about my day. :D It's probably best to mention that I've been skipping my sleep meds in an effort to catch up on my homework reading AND finish writing a paper which was due Wednesday. So, for five nights, I have not slept well. So...last night, after turning in the paper, I worked on homework until roughly 11, then hung out with Lisa for a little while--because I was burned out, but not yet tired, and because she's awesome to hang out with--then went to bed around...oh, 12:30 or 1am.
I woke around 8 or 8:30, but I wasn't really awake. I had a phone text. Also, Zsa Zsa--Lisa and Russell's American pit bull mix--pushed open my door and jumped into bed with me. When I turned over, she curled up against my back, and...I was off again to dreamland. Plenty of time. No class 'til 1pm. ZZZZzzzzz.....
At some point, I remember Zsa Zsa getting restless. After a while, I tried to soothe her and ask why she was restless (yeah...I talk to dogs and cats as though they can answer; so?), then I chanced to glance at the clock. It was, um, 12:30. And I felt wonderful and...a bit fuzzy.
I hadn't taken any sleep meds for a few nights to help me get on top of my homework, see. And it worked. Really. Last night, around 12:30, I took them. They had not yet worn off when I woke at 12:30pm today.
I decided going to class wouldn't be worth the trouble at this point, particularly since I wasn't focused enough to benefit. So I had some coffee, drove to Boulder for a book (which the bookstore didn't have, argh), then came home.
I felt, how you say? displaced, somehow. You know that feeling? Like you have time and you're relaxed and for some reason you don't feel like you? Yeah. Like that.
Music makes me all better, though.
Enjoy. ;)
d
10 comments
Wow, Diana! YOU? Skip a class???? lol
I can’t listen to the music, because it takes so-o-o-o long to load on dial-up, but will take your word for it. Sorry!
Guess it’s time to start asking if you think you can make reunion this year. I certainly hope so, but know that school doesn’t take vacations that time of year, as a general rule.
Love you!
Diana,
If you like music (and Hallelujah is a great piece to enjoy - thanks for the links!), do yourself a favor and don’t offer to make a cell phone ringtone for a friend. There’s a seamy underside to electronic music that drives this engineer nuts. Lots of software and electronics, and no documentation beyond “adjust it until it sounds right.” I wonder if I have any Paxil left. (Grin)
I guess I’m not as surprised as Ms. Bann that you skipped a class. Priorities become a little more flexible as you get older. You’re a different you now than you were five years ago.
Dave
Aunt Bann, I’ve learned to not make promises about the reunion, but I’m trying to work it in this semester. I had additional incentive there for a while, since Curtis asked me to come to Keesler and do administer his re-enlistment oath, but it turned out that he has to do it in the next few days, so I had to take a rain check on that. Please know that this semester is wicked compared to last semester, and that I must begin Air Command and Staff College (also known as ACSC) now that I’ve got a line number for major, so now I have FOUR classes to prepare for. I really want to make it to the reunion this year, particularly since I really don’t know where I’ll be this time next year, but…we’ll see how well I juggle. :)
Dave, would you mind making Hallelujah into a ring tone for me? :>
I don’t like skipping classes–I was well trained to be where I’m supposed to be–but there are occasions when going profits nothing, I’ve found. I don’t do it more than one or two classes per semester, at most, though, whether or not I feel classroom discussion is helping me.
d
HI Diana,
Yes, it is all part of our carefully constructed plot to lure you to our frozen land, well not so frozen if you look at what the weather’s doing here for the Olympics. I gather it’s because we really wanted to have the summer Olympics and now we do. (Water skiing is a sport too.)
Oddly enough, many of us would never think of Celine as a draw but to each their own. We were put off her when God’s gift to women, who lives next door with his mom, always has and now that he’s 61 won’t likely change that, made is annual custom CD rich with her music. It’s the CD he would make each time his new internet hotty would come from wherever it is he found her. For two weeks, he would put his stereo speakers in a second story window, blaring the CD over and over and over,all day and well into the night, loud enough to be heard over the giggling and splashing in the pool. (Loud enough to be heard over another neighbour’s outdoor circular saw, as we discovered one year.)
Oddly enough, when we called to ask said neighbour to turn down the music as our then small child needed to go to sleep, God’s gift to women, his golden chains rattling on his hairy chest above the skimpy Speedo, replied with a long sigh, “Lorraine, I put up with all your children loudly playing football.” We have one kid, no football but our then five-year old spent the next week running around the yard saying, “Hut one, hut two’ with gusto.
So Celine, not on our favourites list. Glad to hear that our plan is working though. By the way, Hallelujah is a Leonard Cohen song and like most of his work, always sounds better sung by someone else. He is quite a poet though.
Cheers,
Lorraine
Hi, Lorraine. :)
I’m sorry to hear you’ve been force-fed Celine. That would put me off my feed, too.
I tried to listen to Cohen sing the song, and didn’t get past the first stanza. It was awful (that is, I completely agree with you).
I did discover the Canadian Tenors, though. Life is good. ;)
d
HI Diana,
Then might I also recommend another group of three tenors, Romanza. They are the West Coast Tenors and their version of the theme from “The Mission” is something I find transcendent.
I am so glad that music hath power to soothe you. It plays an important role in our home too though, right now, my son is making the most of an electric guitar distortion pedal he’s been lent. I wonder if this is what it was like for Jimmy Hendrix’s mom. It sometimes feels like being in a bad 60s movie; all we need is the funny lighting. Timothy already has a lava lamp.
Cheers,
Lorraine
Diana,
A ringtone? Be careful what you wish for. Your phone might suddenly switch from Hallelujah to Barbie Girl if you don’t answer it quickly enough.
Dave
Hi Diana,
You never mentioned your abilities with ESP before. Because it is in our home town, we watched the opening of the Olympics last night where KD sang Hallelujah. I hadn’t heard her sing it before. You are right. Amazing performance. (And like you, she’s a vegetarian too. It’s caused some problems as she grew up in cattle country in rural Alberta.)
Cheers,
Lorraine
Thanks for the laugh, Dave. :D
And thanks for the recommendation, Lorraine. I’ll have to look up the West Coast Tenors.
d
Hi Diana,
They go by the group name of “Romanza” which I find a poor choice but it’s their group and they get to name it.
Cheers,
Lorraine
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