I ran across this video by accident, but it reminded me of a time when I was in high school and assigned to read Stephen Crane’s The Blue Hotel.” Blue is my favorite color, and before reading the story, I couldn’t think why Stephen Crane would give it this title. I imagined a hotel where everything was blue: blue carpeting, blue bedspreads, blue desks, blue nightstands, blue telephones, blue towels, blue bathtubs, etc. You get the picture. It was pretty odd, and so is this song. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.
What’s your favorite color? Do you have an object you cherish of that color, or did you have such an object as a child? I look forward to reading about it, either in the comments field or on your own blog with a link here.
As mentioned in My Ideal Partner,before I met and married my late husband Bill, I worked as a registered music therapist in a nursing home. Nowadays, I play my guitar and sing at senior facilities strictly for entertainment. Recently, a friend suggested I share a recording of such a gig to show how I interact with my audience. So today, instead of a video, you get to hear me sing one song live in concert. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.
Last weekend, a few poets, myself included, made the six-hour drive across Wyoming from Sheridan to Cheyenne to attend a workshop. We traveled in two vehicles, not a great big convoy but a convoy all the same. We communicated with cell phones instead of CB radios. It reminded me of this song.
A fellow blogger recently solicited suggestions for a name of a group of poets. A convoy of poets was exactly what we were last weekend, and it was a lot of fun, not just the traveling. I hope we can do it again next month when we attend the Wyoming Writers conference in Dubois. Enjoy the song, and have a great Saturday.
A year ago, a friend and I collaborated on a poem inspired by a painting of a woman dressed only in pink undergarments. Last night during an open mic reading at the WyoPoets annual workshop in Cheyenne, after we shared this poem, we sang a chorus of this song. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.
I first fell in love with this song back in the 1970’s when I was watching, of all things, The Bionic Woman. In this particular episode, Jamie Summers entered a beauty contest under cover and sang this song during the talent portion. I became fascinated with the process of being in a beauty contest and dreamed of singing this same song during the talent portion of the Miss Teen-Aged America pageant.
That never happened, but I did sing the song in a talent competition when I was in high school. I didn’t win. Nevertheless, here’s Albert Morris’s version. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.
Last year when President Trump took office, and things started changing for the worst, in my opinion, I kept having to tell myself that it wasn’t my problem and wouldn’t affect my lifestyle, and there was nothing I could do about it, anyway. This song echoes that sentiment. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.