Breaking my promise...
Sep. 29th, 2009 03:40 pmOkay, I know I said no embeds for a while... (two days is "a while," isn't it?), but dammit, this is the best way I know to give my f'list a hug.
Last night,
angevin2 posted a link to this song (Hard Times, Come again no More, by Stephen Foster -- yup, the Camptown Races dude). And that's what I'm saying now, for all my friends: "Hard Times! You leave my buddies alone! Go on! Git! And don't you come back!"
Then, after that, I went searching for a vid of my favorite Cheer-Myself-Up-Song: Swimming to the Other Side by Pat Humphries. I was hoping to find a vid of her singing it, but mostly, what I found were multiple vids of one high school choir practicing it for performance (doing an arrangement of the Lui Collins' cover, which has a descant). And then, I found this, of two mature men (no voices cracking), singing in two part harmony, with guitar... And I have a soft spot for men with accoustic guitars.
Here:
*Squish* I Love you people. I wish I could take all your pain, and worry, and frustation away, and fix your plumbing, and give you chocolate, and a time machine journey to the place of your choosing.
But I can't. So I hope I can give you a gentle, sweet, earworm, instead...
Last night,
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Then, after that, I went searching for a vid of my favorite Cheer-Myself-Up-Song: Swimming to the Other Side by Pat Humphries. I was hoping to find a vid of her singing it, but mostly, what I found were multiple vids of one high school choir practicing it for performance (doing an arrangement of the Lui Collins' cover, which has a descant). And then, I found this, of two mature men (no voices cracking), singing in two part harmony, with guitar... And I have a soft spot for men with accoustic guitars.
Here:
*Squish* I Love you people. I wish I could take all your pain, and worry, and frustation away, and fix your plumbing, and give you chocolate, and a time machine journey to the place of your choosing.
But I can't. So I hope I can give you a gentle, sweet, earworm, instead...