Tag: Music

Always loved John Parr — a Brit, no less — a man who could make blues sound fine, even in a cheesy song like this one.

The Fab Four, greeting the sunshine.

Been on a Cat Stevens tear recently… this time about one of those groupies.

Matthew & Son

Just when I thought I’d heard it all, here comes Valentina to absolutely crush Chopin’s complex and difficult Fantaisie.   Take a few minutes — yes, it’s just a few, compared to others’ lumbering efforts, and the tempo is actually as Chopin intended — and enjoy.

No thanks necessary;  all part of the service.

I’m not sure that “virtuosa” is a real word, but it is at least feminine in intent.

And not for the first time, either.