I have never been a Bob Dylan fan. I could never really warm up to his voice, which was much too nasal sounding for my liking, His songs, however were works of art and of history in the making. I just preferred them being sung by other people. But what do I know anyway. The … Continue reading A Complete Unknown
Da da da da-da-da. Da da da da-da-da. Da da-da-da, da da-da-da. Dum-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da... Who knew such a simple melody could make a person so happy? Or at least make me so happy. After about three years, on and off, of lessons and practice, I have made it to page 107 of the Alfred's Basic … Continue reading Da da da da-da-da
The tattoo has been taking place in Halifax since 1979, although this is the first year I have ever attended. This year was extra special for us because JT was participating; and we, his proud parents, wanted to be there. First of all, I need to tell you what a tattoo is. This tattoo is … Continue reading The Royal Nova Scotia International Tattoo – 2023
She knew it wasn't wise to have tea after 7:PM, but what else should she have done? The doorbell rang just before that and standing on the step was Steve with a couple of bags of Rita's Oat Cakes. No she is not having an affair with Steve. He would need to bring a lot … Continue reading Meat Loaf at Midnight
There was that day in December, two days before Christmas, when the weather across the country wreaked havoc on travel and 370 flights were cancelled at Toronto's Pearson International Airport. It would become a Christmas people would never forget even if they wanted to. One for the history books. And because of this, JT did … Continue reading Christmas In February
Come all ye young fellows who follow the sea. Wey! Hey! Blow the man down! And please pay attention and listen to me; Give us some time to blow the man down! This is where my mind and my fingers have been for the past several weeks. I feel as if I have been having … Continue reading Too Much Time With A Sailor
Mayhem isn't the exact word. It may denote expectations of violence and chaos; but writers love alliteration (Wow I was so far off trying to spell that word–thank you again Siri). And I, who, these days, sometimes pretends to be a writer because I no longer have focus or take myself that serious, love to … Continue reading Mayhem, Mold, Mice and Music
Remember the kid in class that you didn't want to have on your team for the spelling bee? Well I was that kid. I was also the kid that you didn't want to have on any sports teams, but that is a whole other story. I can't spell. Never could. I absolutely hated the spelling … Continue reading Spelling Bees And Piano Keys
Why jazz? you ask. Because it is the music that moves me. It is the music that makes my body want to sway, my knees want to bounce and my feet want to tap. It is emotional, sexy and free and I have loved it for a long time. Long before I knew what jazz … Continue reading Dreams Of Being A Jazz Pianist
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 