I love Simon and Garfunkel. The harmonizing of their voices is magical and The Sound of Silence is one of my favorites of their many hits. So I wasn’t sure I even wanted to listen to this cover but curiosity would not be denied. Wow. It hurts me a little bit to admit this but I think it might be better than the original.
This came up in my recommendations.
Time – or our perception of it – is a funny thing and the older we get the weirder time seems. You can think of an event in your life 30 or 40 years ago (or 39 years ago or whatever) and you think it can’t possibly have been that long ago but, at the same time, it feels like it was impossibly long ago and that more than a lifetime of things have happened between then and now.
I say this with complete sincerity: Behold the awesomeness that is Sir Patrick Stewart.
Calm, serene, meditative – the world would be a better place if everyone started their day with something like this.
I would like to have posted a version of this with pictures and without the spoiler but the only other video of this piece had very poor sound quality. Pay attention at about 0:32.
I used to hear this on the radio frequently but it’s been years. I was actually going to look for something else but this came up in the recommendations. Suddenly I feel like it’s my lucky day.
A little magic to make the sun appear? Or maybe I’m just trying to remember what it looks like.
Coincidentally (yeah, it had to be coincidence) the sun did come out for just a couple of minutes while I was listening to this.
Mostly because the name of it made me smile
I couldn’t resist posting another video by the same guitarist. I am at a loss for words. I really like this a lot.
My inner traditionalist wants to hate this but, honestly, it’s all kinds of awesome.
Sometimes there’s a sort of odd feeling of regret when a celebrity you never paid any attention to dies. Like you missed out on something. Of course you can still listen to the music, or watch the old movies or read the books (whatever the celebrity’s thing was) but you missed out on being a part of the living fandom. I never paid any attention to Prince. By the time he came along I had stopped paying any attention to popular music and to me he was just another singer who dressed funny. I did see him on the Superbowl half-time show a few years ago and thought, “You know, he’s not all that bad.”
Whenever a cultural icon dies the media talks about him a lot and non-fans learn things that fans knew all along. I learned two things about Prince that particularly grabbed my attention. One is that he was born the same year I was and that’s always a little disturbing. The other was that Prince was actually his real first name. I have also heard more of his music in the past few days than I had heard in all the years of his whole career. So, based on that, could I have been a fan? Honestly, probably not. Maybe I might have sort of liked one or two or three of his songs but I never would have been a big fan. But I still feel just a little bit like I missed out on something.
Six more Brandenburg Concerti? Sort of. Here’s “number 7”.