Showing posts with label Susan Boyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Susan Boyle. Show all posts

Friday, May 01, 2009

More than skin-deep

The rumor is that they want to make a movie of Susan Boyle's life and brush with worldwide fame, and that the noted beauty Catherine Zeta-Jones (wed to Michael Douglas) wants to play the lead. I think they might do well to wait a while to see how the current inftution plays out, but nobody asked me. I asked my wife, whose natural outward beauty doesn't begin to approach the magnitude of her inner beauty, but which is nonetheless apparent to all who meet her, how they could make such a beauty as the inestimable Catherine look dowdy. She assured me that it would be simplicity itself -- bushy eyebrows and a beefed-up jawline would likely be sufficient. I have no choice but to agree with her on a matter far beyond my range of expertise.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Susan Boyle sings "Cry Me A River"

I'm assuming that if you're mildly sentient you have seen or come into contact with the YouTube of Susan Boyle singing "I Dreamed a Dream" from "Les Miserables" on "Britain's Got Talent." Of course I had intended to post it here days ago, before it went completely viral, but had other things to do. I did post it on the Register's Orange Punch blog.) I came home one evening last week and my wife said "I've found a song I want you to listen to." I said to myself, "When she's done I have one I want her to listen to." Turned out to be the same song.

Now a 10-year-old recording of her singing the old Julie London standard for some kind of charitable talent show in her little village. Turns out she had talent 10 years ago. Take a listen.

Pardon a personal touch. The Temecula Vintage Singers did a medley from "Les Miserables" a few years ago. Of course I didn't solo on that song, since it was a female solo. Did the 'bout-to-die' song. And more years ago that you want to know about, when I was in high school, playing in the dance band, our arrangement of "Cry Me a River" had a tenor sax solo on which, if I may say so, I wailed.