It’s a Friday night here in the Isa and I have just finished the week of work.
Who doesn’t love listening to tunes to wind down from the week?
I want to share with you some of my favourite songs. It’s just a few songs; there would be an endless blog post about all the favourite songs that I like.
We wouldn’t be leaving the computer for a while.
I have to tell you, I have a very wide range of taste in music - 1940’s until present day. It’s very eclectic.
And I have never limited myself to just one genre.
I listened to a lot of music growing up and listened to a lot of styles of singing.
Country is my most favourite. Such beautiful singing and beautiful story telling!
I don’t really care that people screw up their noses at country because as far as I’m concerned, no one will ever be able to sing like Patsy Cline, Tammy Wynette, Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn - the list is endless.
Those ladies really had something.
Their range, technique, phrasing, diction, breathing - it’s so pure. I also think it’s something that can’t be taught.
If you’re interested in singing, I really encourage you to listen to a lot of music, songs, styles - take note of how they say their words; where they take their breathe etc. Close your eyes, allow yourself to get lost in the moment - they sing every word and they mean it!
By gosh, they mean it.
You all have to remember that they didn’t have the technology that’s available these days.. erm.. AUTO TUNE! They had to sing and learn to sing - shock horror! I am being sarcastic here.
In all seriousness though, it’s not something that is replicated today. Even the musicians that played on these recordings. They were really something too.
The hairstyles, just divine!
I am so grateful I got to see Dolly Parton in concert in 2011. Her singing Coat of Many Colours meant so much to me.
It was one of the songs I first learn to sing when I was a little girl. Here I was, at the concert of a lifetime for me - my little childhood idol. Whom, I wanted to be so much ever since I was given my “Dolly, Live in London” VHS by my Gran.
She knew I just loved her!
And there she was, with her autoharp, strumming and she began to tell the story of her going up with not a lot of money, but a lot of love.
That story has stayed with me ever since.
What are the songs you remember from your childhood? Are you transported back in time to that exact moment and place?
Please write to me and let me know!