Tag: Music

Alright… with ELO playing it, of course you are.

Finally, something arrived to displace the Monkees…

I have NOT been able to get this out of my head since Mike Nesmith died.

Harry Connick Jr.’s take on When My Heart Finds Christmas.

Connick is one of the most underrated singers ever — by the public, not by other singers — with his matchless range, phrasing and timing.   As I’ve written before, he makes Sinatra look like a barroom busker.

I’m a former chorister, an alumnus of the Royal Schools of Church Music.  Back in the day, I could sing anything off the sheet music you put in front of me, whether I’d seen it before or not.

But there are times that I listen to Harry Connick Jr., and when he does one of his trademark vocal tricks, I find myself saying:  “How the hell did he do that?”

And his Christmas album, while a little too jazzy for some (even me, at times), is a true classic.

Baroque Concertos, four whole hours thereof, from some Dutch composers I’ve never heard before.

Delightful.

Not today, thank you.

Aaaaargh…