Woohoo – just seen a sneak preview of our newest video – My Fair Lady. It’s definitely one of our very best… but then I always think that when a new one pops up. I have also been sat working on a song, that is sung entirely by me and The BIG 3. I realised recently that I don’t have something that I have recorded with just my little family on. I guess really, it was an absolute certainty that they would be so wonderfully musical. They all sing. They all play loads of instruments. They can all write music. They are all obsessed with it. They are, luckily, also all sensible enough to know that the music industry is a minefield and they have no illusions of stardom, or ever thought to chase a career in music. They choose to keep music in their lives, in positive and fulfilling ways, by playing live, recording at home – Butsy is going to return to teaching piano and theory. If you love music (I would think if you find yourself reading this, there’s a good chance you will), DO buy yourself a really good pair of (over ear) headphones, if you don’t already have some. Most people spend more on a single haircut, than a pair of nice headphones that will last them many years. Instead, hack off your own hair and with the £100 you’ll save, you can get yourself some lovely ear candy and no one will notice your crooked fringe. Headphones are essential for your home recordings and choir work, but (and try this) also brilliant for de-stressing and for times you want to lose yourself; to put yourself right inside another truly magical world. Stick on those headphones, then find “Agnus Dei. Op 11. (Barber).” I love this version… Edward Higginbottom and the Choir of New College, Oxford. Then, turn it up, close your eyes and just listen. TURN IT UP! Then try, La Mamma Morta, with Callas singing it. You need to give this one a bit more of a chance. The next one I can only find on Youtube – This Woman’s Work – Jennie Abrahamson & Gothenburg Symphony. Listen to the orchestral swirly, swelly bits. While you’re on Youtube with your new headphones on, you could always check out, “Jennifer Hudson – I’m Here – Kennedy Center Honors 2010.” What a performance! I always round off my listening spells with Butsy, when I’m on Youtube. That’s my girl. She’s sung all her life, which is why it’s as natural as breathing to her.
Very nice to wake and notice we topped our £500 target for Breast Cancer Now, with our “Calling all Angels” video. It’s just SO good that we can keep on, keeping on, although we are basically still unable to sing together. Ten days post op and I returned to East Grinstead Hospital today, for a check up and new dressings. The wounds are healing beautifully and although my body looks and feels like a kettle drum, I am assured all is well. I’m told to allow two months for the swelling to go down. My sewn on Frankenstein bits seem happy with their new position on the upper part of my body. So weird to see an entire chunk of my stomach, skin, fat, flesh, as big as a small oven ready chicken, has been entirely relocated! I’m getting more mobile, but not quite ready for salsa dancing just yet. Maybe next week!
I’ve become quite addicted to French Films. My little cinema is pretty much now open right through the night and there is only room for me and Little Ted. I reckon I’ve watched about sixty foreign flicks over the last couple of months and I think I know why. They are more ‘me.’ I hate fake – anything fake. I like faces that grow old, hair that greys… even imperfect teeth (well that’s lucky!). I like a dingy cafe, with a chipped cup and a well worn woolly, essential for chilly days at home, even if the dog’s pulled loops of wool out of it. Haha. I do love make up and perfume very much though – all is not lost. Speaking of fake – Louis Vuitton are selling face masks for about £700. Absolute insanity! What kind of person could warrant wasting that much money, just to feed their vanity? Ugly. What would Nandad Hughes say?