For Dustin's birthday I surprised him with tickets to the Kingdom Hearts symphony in Los Angeles. We both have enjoyed the video game franchise, but the real hook was the music. Listening to some of my favorite arrangements from Yoko Shimomura... and I can hear them live? More like a gift for myself. :)
Even better? SHE WAS THERE! AND SHE PLAYED FOR US! The concert was timed with the launching of E3 so the hall was packed, tears were flowing, excitement buzzing... EEEK! It was truly an amazing night.
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 14, 2013
Loud and Proud
I love music. Almost any type of music. I love it. There is always music playing at our house. And there is often dancing.
Growing up I was blessed with parents who love music just as much as me. I remember getting yelled at for dancing too rambunctiously and making my mother's John Denver records skip. She knew all the words to every song and one time told me,
"There is a John Denver song for anything you're feeling."
After only a few decades, he sure has been good at getting me through some tough emotions.
My father and I would sing till we were hoarse on road trips. (Dustin, I think this is where I became fascinated with the repeat feature. Twelve times in a row is not enough.) Everything from pounding on the roof to some Shania Twain, hitting the high notes with Twila Paris, or head bobbing to some Point of Grace. I remember a lot of Barry Mannilow in there too while filling up the gas tank at 88 cents a gallon. (Can I write in the gas book?!)
I thank my father for my appreciation of classical music. The other day I was listening to our entire library on shuffle. After three songs I was in tears while cleaning the kitchen. Music is powerful. It reminds me of some amazing times. And no one can say no to a good trombone chorus.
We have lost something with the invention of the iPod. In Japan, it is very rude if your phone makes a peep. Even the concussive vibrating noise of the iPhone is enough to get some disgruntled looks. While I believe there is a time and place for earbuds and private listening, it shouldn't be all the time.
So pound the roof and shake the walls. Who cares if the neighbors call us rednecks? I want to feel music all around me.
Growing up I was blessed with parents who love music just as much as me. I remember getting yelled at for dancing too rambunctiously and making my mother's John Denver records skip. She knew all the words to every song and one time told me,
"There is a John Denver song for anything you're feeling."
After only a few decades, he sure has been good at getting me through some tough emotions.
My father and I would sing till we were hoarse on road trips. (Dustin, I think this is where I became fascinated with the repeat feature. Twelve times in a row is not enough.) Everything from pounding on the roof to some Shania Twain, hitting the high notes with Twila Paris, or head bobbing to some Point of Grace. I remember a lot of Barry Mannilow in there too while filling up the gas tank at 88 cents a gallon. (Can I write in the gas book?!)
I thank my father for my appreciation of classical music. The other day I was listening to our entire library on shuffle. After three songs I was in tears while cleaning the kitchen. Music is powerful. It reminds me of some amazing times. And no one can say no to a good trombone chorus.
We have lost something with the invention of the iPod. In Japan, it is very rude if your phone makes a peep. Even the concussive vibrating noise of the iPhone is enough to get some disgruntled looks. While I believe there is a time and place for earbuds and private listening, it shouldn't be all the time.
So pound the roof and shake the walls. Who cares if the neighbors call us rednecks? I want to feel music all around me.
Monday, February 11, 2013
A Funny Girl
In the summer between my freshman and sophomore year I was introduced to something magical. For this was the summer that I was introduced to Barbra Streisand in Funny Girl, now one of my favorite movie musicals. Two of the best songs were recently covered by Glee's Lea Michele. Now I love Barbra's voice, but Lea Michele gives me chills. I watch her performances over and over.
"Being Good" became my personal mantra through high school and to the present. It came after a discussion with my father on personal work ethic and "giving 100%". (I think we were picking up nickels on the side of the street at the time.) Enjoy:
And then close your eyes for poor video but an amazing voice (from Funny Girl):
"Being Good" became my personal mantra through high school and to the present. It came after a discussion with my father on personal work ethic and "giving 100%". (I think we were picking up nickels on the side of the street at the time.) Enjoy:
And then close your eyes for poor video but an amazing voice (from Funny Girl):
Monday, May 7, 2012
Friendship Day
Every year MCAS Iwakuni opens its gates to host Friendship Day. This day celebrates the relationship between the United States and our host country. Tons of food, games, and an awesome air show fill the day.
I've been hearing mixed reviews over the last few weeks as to what to expect. "There are so many people" was the most popular response. And yes, there were tons of people. The day did not disappoint!
People:
There were so many people! The base opened all the gates to allow pedestrians onto the station. The traffic out in town was horrible. Two lane roads were blocked off so full lanes could be used as parking. People were lined up waiting to come on base on Friday night - sleeping in their cars. One thing I though was really interesting was how people would park on the side of the river where we live. The roads in Japan are tiny - what should be a two lane road is barely big enough for one. Visitors would drive down the road and park. This made me curious as to how one gets out. You would have to wait until the eight cars in front of you left. Might be a pain if someone decides to stay a few hours longer than you.
Many people took buses from all over the area. They traveled from most train stations to be brought on base. Another way to come on was by bicycle to the Iwakuni station and then walk to base. (That's a 2.5 mile walk!)
Food:
There were rows and rows of food vendors along the flightline. Many Japanese vendors come on base and sell favorites like yakitori (chicken on a stick), yakisoba, squid, and octopus. The base supplies the American food which is the highlight for many. Pizza is the biggest seller. We watched people video taping themselves eating pizza. This made me feel better about constantly taking pictures of Japanese food we try here! Another big hit were hamburgers and cheeseburgers. The lines for the American food were at least 100 people long all day.
I've still been recovering from tossing all my cookies so I played it safe with fruity items. All the vendors would accept yen and dollar. The smoothies was the best deal. They had 100 yen = $1.00. Friday's yen rate was 79 to the dollar so we got smoothies on the cheap!
Fun and Games:
Part of the flightline was designated for the children's area. While I was standing beside it texting Dustin I was ninja-photo attacked! I was looking down at my phone when two girls came up behind me standing just a foot behind me. They held up peace signs and then a person in front of me took the picture! It was a sneak attack! Later while walking around with Dustin (he had to work the event) we were asked to take pictures with random people. A coworker of mine said the Japanese would like Dustin because he was in uniform and me because I have blue eyes and light hair. It was an interesting experience!
Car Show:
Another section of the flightline had a car show. It was a traditional car show with suped-up trick cars, older cars, fancy cars (the new Porsche, a Lamborghini, etc) and a Model T. What we found the most interesting was the section of trucks. A Chevrolet Avalanche and GMC Sierra. Not all blinged out - just on display because they are huge compared to Japanese vehicles.
Music:
There were stages set up at different areas of the event. All over were sounds of music coupled with booms from the jets overhead. My favorite was the traveling USMC band. They just walked all around the flightline playing music and starting up dance sessions.
What a fun day!
I've been hearing mixed reviews over the last few weeks as to what to expect. "There are so many people" was the most popular response. And yes, there were tons of people. The day did not disappoint!
People:
| All the buses.... |
Many people took buses from all over the area. They traveled from most train stations to be brought on base. Another way to come on was by bicycle to the Iwakuni station and then walk to base. (That's a 2.5 mile walk!)
Food:
| Something something on a stick |
| Coconut and pineapple |
| Strawberry and mango smoothies |
Fun and Games:
Part of the flightline was designated for the children's area. While I was standing beside it texting Dustin I was ninja-photo attacked! I was looking down at my phone when two girls came up behind me standing just a foot behind me. They held up peace signs and then a person in front of me took the picture! It was a sneak attack! Later while walking around with Dustin (he had to work the event) we were asked to take pictures with random people. A coworker of mine said the Japanese would like Dustin because he was in uniform and me because I have blue eyes and light hair. It was an interesting experience!
| Titanic Slide - poor taste? |
Another section of the flightline had a car show. It was a traditional car show with suped-up trick cars, older cars, fancy cars (the new Porsche, a Lamborghini, etc) and a Model T. What we found the most interesting was the section of trucks. A Chevrolet Avalanche and GMC Sierra. Not all blinged out - just on display because they are huge compared to Japanese vehicles.
Music:
There were stages set up at different areas of the event. All over were sounds of music coupled with booms from the jets overhead. My favorite was the traveling USMC band. They just walked all around the flightline playing music and starting up dance sessions.
What a fun day!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Sunday, October 30, 2011
The record is ALIVE!
On our way to the Hiroshima Food Festival we stopped at an album sale. That's right... a record album sale. Who says the record is dead?
There were rows after rows after rows of records!
There were rows after rows after rows of records!
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