A classic Christmas song for jazz piano (and often voice), Vince Guaraldi's "Christmas Time is Here" is one of my favourite relaxing pieces to improvise around on the piano. A gorgeous instrumental version of the piece can be found at the following link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2gmiSPMHrWQ
Friday, December 16, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Homo sapiens to Homo narrans, the storytelling person
"I heard... two men talking about a third old man who had recently died. One of them said, 'I was visiting him at his home. He started to tell me an amazing story about something that had happened to him when he was young. But it was a long story. Night came, and we decided that I should come back the next day to hear the rest. But when I arrived, he was dead.'
The man fell silent. I decided not to leave that bench until I heard how the other man would respond to what he’d heard. I had an instinctive feeling that it would prove to be important.
Finally he, too, spoke.
'That’s not a good way to die — before you’ve told the end of your story.' "
Source: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/11/opinion/sunday/in-africa-the-art-of-listening.html?_r=1&src=tp&smid=fb-share
By HENNING MANKELL
Published: December 10, 2011
The man fell silent. I decided not to leave that bench until I heard how the other man would respond to what he’d heard. I had an instinctive feeling that it would prove to be important.
Finally he, too, spoke.
'That’s not a good way to die — before you’ve told the end of your story.' "
Source: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/11/opinion/sunday/in-africa-the-art-of-listening.html?_r=1&src=tp&smid=fb-share
By HENNING MANKELL
Published: December 10, 2011
Saturday, December 10, 2011
When the Leaves
A few of my friends performed some Ingrid Michaelson at school little while ago. With the winter season coming, I thought that their choice of "When the Leaves" was particularly fitting. The lyrics are gorgeous.
When the leaves turn brown
And they cover this lonely town
And I miss your kiss
When the leaves turn brown.
When the snow comes down
And it covers this lonely town
Then I miss your kiss
When the snow comes down.
On Christmas evenings like this
I wonder if it’s me you’ll miss
When Christmas carols fill every space
And I think of your hands upon my face
When the trees come down
I’m sweeping needles up from the ground
And I miss your kiss
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this.
The YouTube link is http://www.metrolyrics.com/when-the-leaves-lyrics-ingrid-michaelson.html#
Enjoy!
When the leaves turn brown
And they cover this lonely town
And I miss your kiss
When the leaves turn brown.
When the snow comes down
And it covers this lonely town
Then I miss your kiss
When the snow comes down.
On Christmas evenings like this
I wonder if it’s me you’ll miss
When Christmas carols fill every space
And I think of your hands upon my face
When the trees come down
I’m sweeping needles up from the ground
And I miss your kiss
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this
On a Christmas night like this.
The YouTube link is http://www.metrolyrics.com/when-the-leaves-lyrics-ingrid-michaelson.html#
Enjoy!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
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