Posts tagged me singing
Posts tagged me singing
Testing the theory by way of popular music
This is a thing that exists now. Polished up/expanded versions of the shitty shit I throw on here. Check it, if you like. Only three tunes thus far.
A gift for Holly!
Holly did THIS LOVELY THING
and so I learned and arranged and recorded a tune for her! I apologize if it is inaccurate - I didn’t actually know the song before, oh, 40 minutes ago, so let’s call it “taking some artistic liberties.”
“The Rains of Castamere” from Game of Thrones, originally by The National
(The National does dreamy-creepy-rumbly-low, which I can’t do, so I tried to do dreamy-creepy-fluty-high. Mixed results)
[if you want presents you can click the link and get them or ask me for presents I guess]
Sometimes you just need that you know?
Everything Is Better as a Waltz, installation number whatever
“Video Killed the Radio Star,” Woolley and the Camera Club
as a waltz!
Time zooone!
(via rosewindow)
Sometimes you just need that you know?
Everything Is Better as a Waltz, installation number whatever
“Video Killed the Radio Star,” Woolley and the Camera Club
as a waltz!
Remember how we were going to do this aaaaages ago?
Yeah, so now I have a shiny new computer with shiny new mic to try out, and it is the day for Irish-American people to behave in ways unrecognizable to actual Irish people. (BUT I LOVE IT. Seriously, I want to some day write a book about Irish and Irish-American history and life because FASCINATING)
Anyway. This is a song. It’s sad. You know it. sing alooooonnnnggg
(it’s about a dad sending his son off to the States/Canada/England/elsewhere. Sounds killer with a tenor voice, but you’re stuck with me!)
Happy St. Paddy’s, chickens!
Latest addition to the Everything Is Better as a Waltz Project.
This week (this isn’t weekly, but whatever): Plain White T’s!
You know, that song that was inescapable in the mid ’00s.
Now, it is a waltz.
Sorry for my pitchiness, it’s cold as shit in my basement, where the piano lives. Maybe you can’t tell …
“Hey There Delilah,” Plain White T’s
Okay, so this is a weird cover of that omnipresent Radiohead song that I did as part of my research for one of my senior theses (theatre major what what).
It’s kind of long and strange, and I’ve edited out the weird dialogue bits, because they make zero sense out of the context of the play, but suffice to say … I don’t know. It made sense at the time, and I have some affection for it, so now here you can have it if you want.
That’s it, really.
Edie’s Christmas Carol!
Isn’t a Christmas Carol … but it’s a song that’s pretty Catholic, and that I recorded a little bit ago, before I got sick. So. Win!
I wish you the happiest of New Years, my dear, and I hope you celebrate well.
Much love.
(I forget who the composer is, but it’s “Vergin Tutto Amor.” Some italian dude. Whatever, he’s dead, he ain’t gonna sue me.)
This is for my dear Val and for Hilja-my-orchestral-queen.
Which is cheating, I know.
But I’ve been gone for a while, and I’m allowed only one a day. And I made it special and took forever, so hopefully this counts for 2 presents.
Introducing the Bluejay Community Choir, featuring me. Multiple times. In a range that is way too low, but let’s pretend it isn’t.
The song is “Hymn for Christmas Day” or “See Amid the Winter Snow.”
I love you both muchly, and I wish you the happiest of new years!
Kisses!
(Edie—I may get a chance to learn your song, or I may end up singing you something else. Possibly Italian. Possibly operatic. Possibly Catholic. We shall see …)
Happy Christmas, Planetary Sparks!
Or Solstice, rather. You requested “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen,” but as it is the Winter Solstice, I couldn’t resist!
Have a joyous solstice, and enjoy the longer days!
(also, sorry if recording quality is shoddy—I’m at the parents and don’t have a lot of time/space to edit, etc.)
A carol for Niña! The old school version, because it’s nice.
I’ll get to all of them soon, within a few days of Christmas, anyway. There is traveling to be done.
Niña, my dear, I hope you have a fabulous week, and you get time off, and your awesome sister makes you awesome food, and people give you cuddles.
Much love from me.
Happy Christmas, Kristen!
I picked this one because a) it is silly, and b) you are in Atlanta, yes? And in my head, there is not a foot of snow on the ground there. So. This song is for you.
I hope you get to relax and enjoy good sweets and listen to good music and read many fantastic things during the next few weeks.
Much love!
Happy Christmas, Turifer!
I don’t know you well enough to be all up in your business, but I hope you have a fabulous wintry season of joy.
You requested a Wassail, so I decided to learn one of the less-familiar ones—the Gower Wassail. It’s really weird, modally, and kinda creepy. But I dig.
Sorry for pitchiness in voice … of course the week I do these is the week my immune system goes “haha motherfucker.”
Anyhow. Happy Christmas!
timezone rebloggering because I don’t actually know which part of spacetime you inhabit!
Happy Christmas, Turifer!
I don’t know you well enough to be all up in your business, but I hope you have a fabulous wintry season of joy.
You requested a Wassail, so I decided to learn one of the less-familiar ones—the Gower Wassail. It’s really weird, modally, and kinda creepy. But I dig.
Sorry for pitchiness in voice … of course the week I do these is the week my immune system goes “haha motherfucker.”
Anyhow. Happy Christmas!
Happy Christmastime, Cali!
It’s not perfect (I just learned the song this weekend, when housemates were gone. and the pitch is far from great), but I hope you like it anyway.
I love you much; I wish you warmth and joy and a very very lucky new year!
(The song is called “In Praise of Christmas” or “To Drive the Cold Winter Away,” for you watching at home.)
