Amazing Kate

I love this woman's singing. From Barnsley, England, Kate Rusby has an endearing voice singing both traditional Folk and self-penned tunes. Her latest cd, my favorite, is The Girl Who Couldn't Fly. There's just a touch of melancholy, yet in this time of 'popular' singer's voices drowning in the heavy sauce of production, Kate's voice soars to the front.

Some music samples of Kate at her site right here.
Enjoy!

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It's the birthday of my best friend in the World, Doris. A common love of another special woman brought us together a few years ago. We've shared letters, music, poetry, and the laughs and tears of our lives. And although it's just a shade over 5000 miles that separates Belgrade from Speedway, it has seemed at times that this amazing young woman has been right at my side. Although, maybe I'm lucky she's not close because sometimes I call her Fred.
Volim te, Fred!

The Wailin' Jennys

3 splendid harmonic voices, Annabelle Chvostek, Nicky Mehta, and Ruth Moody, blend into one angelic voice. The Winnipeg folk trio have 2 cds, 40 Days (2004), and Firecracker (2006).
I imagine myself stopping in a café along the road and encountering their graceful, melancholy harmonies found nowhere else.
Here's a video from the first cd: Beautiful Dawn

real good, pt II

John Candy, Joe Flaherty, and Martin Short (as Dustin Hoffman)

dogs,dogs,dogs

I was in a waiting room of car repair shop watching tv yesterday while expensive surgery was being performed on my tired old car. It took quite some time, over 6 hours, and I rose to pace everyonce in awhile. It was tough watching horrid daytime tv, but the waiting room tv just had the one channel. Maybe they'll use a portion of my paid bill and buy another channel. Man, I'm glad I'm not stuck watching that crap everyday. One talkshow had an overdressed woman("dressed like a well-kept grave", as W.C. Fields would've said under his breath) with her 2 small dogs that were dressed better than I was.
Out of the blue, being the shy guy that I am, I asked a woman wearing a huge yellow hat hiding her eyes who was sitting across from me if she had a dog. She lifted her head astonished that a stranger was talking to her, but quickly recovered, smiled at me, and said that she did in fact have a dog that had one foot in the grave but was hanging on to dear life.
We had a lovely conversation about our beloved dogs, past and present, and it certainly lifted my spirits.
It seems like it's the small moments in life, not trying to part seas or any other grand gestures, that get us through the days....don't you think so?