Saturday, December 18, 2010

The background music to my life

It's a late night but the idea of sleeping in tomorrow until after 8 sounds just too amazing and I want to be tired. Don't worry, I completely understand that this is a ridiculous idea.

So I'm not sure if any of you have listened to Sara Bareilles lately but I'm here to tell you that she's absolutely fabulous. When my mom gave me her first CD "Little Voice" a few years ago I was a skeptic (I always am). My fascination with Jewel had kept me quite satisfied for many years and I wasn't about to let my heart slip to just anyone. Plus she looked young and hip and that generally means she is completely cool with selling sex with poor vocals that can't stand up to the test of live music. Man, I was so wrong. It didn't take long ... I found myself singing her tunes all the time and I loved her spunky attitude and fresh take on jazz and pop. I can officially say now that I love her. I not only love her music, her voice, her creativity but her entertaining personality. Not that I'm leaving Jewel in the dust. I still own every CD that woman has made but I am going to admit right now that there are more than a couple of albums that I find myself skipping songs ... unheard of!

I had the wonderful opportunity to spend a good 60 dollars and take John to see Sara in concert last month. I wish I could convey to you how talented she is. One night with her and she has me hooked. I know I will spend more than what I would normally consider reasonable to see her again. Her music has recently become my background music for my life. I can mold every song on her new CD to my completely complicated yet simple life. (Yes, I know that doesn't make sense but that's perfectly ok with me).

She makes me want to sing, something I haven't honestly done in a long time. I suppose I've been caught up with work and marriage, holidays and family drama. I hope that perhaps this will encourage all of you readers to take a few moments and look her up. I'm sure you'll be just as entranced as I am.



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