Sunday, November 8, 2009

Clair De Lune; Debussy

I fell in love with this the first time I ever heard it, when I was 12 years old. My dad, much to my chagrin, insisted I attend symphonies for which he purchased seasonal tickets, and as much as I HATED it then, I am grateful today. (I was the only preteen I knew who could tell you the setup of a symphony orchestra.)

This still holds as one of my favorites after all these years.


Daddy, this is for you. Thank you, thank you for all you did for me.


Posted by Beej at 7:27 PM
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5 comments:

  1. BBCNovember 8, 2009 at 9:28 PM

    I don't like symphonies, I need vocals with my music. But I like good plays.

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  2. BBCNovember 8, 2009 at 9:31 PM

    My dad introduced me to stock car racing. :-)

    My verification word is flopsy, ha ha ha.

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  3. BeejNovember 8, 2009 at 9:49 PM

    Hahaaha!! You make me laugh, you nut!

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  4. StaggNovember 11, 2009 at 12:01 PM

    I love how music relates to all types of people !!

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  5. BeejNovember 14, 2009 at 9:13 PM

    Hi Stagg! Yep, music is one thing that touches all souls.

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Go ahead, you can do it! Just whistle if you want me. You know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and BLOW....

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