Carrie Underwood performing at the World Arena in Colorado Springs, Colorado (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lately I’ve been fascinated by a new musical reality show “The winner is” where contestants sing six songs to win a million dollars. I watched the first episode purely out of curiosity and found it to be strangely compelling. First of all, there is no feedback from judges. All 101 of them sit up high observing and voting silently. Two people perform and then there are two scores that pop up on the big screen above – one is for one contestant – the other score for the other – but nobody knows which is which. It moves along quickly, part of its appeal. But the most interesting part for me was the fact that they let the contestants choose who they think did a better job – themselves or their competition after the panel of judges vote. If a contestant prefers the other before themselves - they are instantly rewarded with $10,000 and have to leave the show. If they are wrong and were voted with the top score but decide to take the money – they still have to leave the show. It is a wonderful tension. To me it’s pretty clear who wins every time. I have been wrong only once. But what puzzles me – as in any vocal competition is this: why can’t people tell when they are not as talented as someone else? Can’t they hear it? It’s the same on American Idol. People audition when they clearly don’t have it. And then they act so hurt and surprised when the judges are not impressed. What is the difference in their hearing? Is it different from mine? After all – there are not many who can claim great success like Carrie Underwood – an unknown until her entry on the scene several years ago through American Idol. But not everyone can boast of greatness – and that makes for great entertainment.
Ah the tension. The great human factor. Ego. Pride. Inability to hear anything else. It amazes me every time! How strong the desire to be the best, the most talented, the winner. And it continues to baffle me – this need that some people have – to be noticed – to stand out – to showcase.
I guess this is why these shows are so entertaining for the rest of us who would never dream of going on a show like this. It takes guts, desperation and last but not least - hopefully great talent.
I have heard some of that great talent already early on in this new show – and also have really enjoyed “The Voice” this season. I know that we soon will be hearing those voices on the radio!
WordPress Logo (Photo credit: Phil Oakley)
Yesterday and today I have had some fun setting up some widgets for my blog site. It’s been frustrating, but also really fun. Frustrating in that – I was not able to get everyone on “Blogs I follow” because it seems not everyone is compatible with this widget – or does not have a gravatar picture, or both – and FUN because now that I am done I can see everyone’s SMILING face looking at me. All the people who have encouraged and contributed to my writing and being. Their fresh faces gazing approvingly on my site – and I am satisfied.
No one is an island, not even those of us writers who prefer to live somewhat secluded and just – write. Or in my case – express. Either way it is not necessary to get a pat on the back or a smile of encouragement from others, but it is still appreciated. And I try to make a conscious effort to do the same to all of you. I sometimes forget what that comments of love mean to me. It is a wonderful thing to connect with others who feel the same and need someone else to say something they have been thinking and never written down. This has happened to me as I’ve read all your blog articles out there. Sometimes it’s like, “Wow – I can’t believe they said that!” And I find myself nodding and smiling.
Please don’t feel left out – if you are a reader and contributor and do not see your smiling picture on the right side of this page – please make me aware of it – it is not in the slightest bit intentional! I want to connect you with my readers and have others gain encouragement from the very thing you are writing about. You just never know who you are going to meet and come across because of this unique blogging community.
And if you see yourself there – just know this: we may not talk every day, or leave comments all the time, but you have been a part of my journey the last 4 plus years and I appreciate you!
Let’s encourage one another!
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Charlie Askew performed this original song last night on American Idol in hopes of being on the summer tour. I was sorry to see him voted off a few weeks ago as he has real talent and is very unique. What a pure tone to his voice! I wish you all the luck in the world, Charlie – and with the audience and judges giving you a standing ovation after your performance – I have no doubt that you will be remembered.
If you missed it – here it is – enjoy!
Zoanette. The most unusual and unique artist that has auditioned for American Idol – in a long while. I love the fact that she’s originally from Liberia. I love that she is not afraid. I love that she’s outrageous and passionate. She will be remembered – no matter how far she gets in this competition. The audience and judges LOVE her. And so do I. And can you really lose singing an Elton John classic? I think not. You go girl!
Angela Miller. American Idol. Enough said.
Enjoy and God Bless!
Last year I posted “The Twelve Days of Christmas” by this great a cappella group. This year I was looking for additional music for my 4th Christmas CD. The hand picked music that I make for my car. I stumbled upon this group again. I listened to all their wonderful music – and chose three to use. This one is my favorite. If you have never heard anything from this group, look them up – you won’t be disappointed. They are a class act.
I also suggest “Carol of the Bells” and “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen”.
God Bless you on this rare day of 12-12-12. I hope all your Christmas wishes come true this season.
I have a pinterest account. And although I don’t spend a lot of time there I have found some really cool images. I have put together some boards of things I am interested in, or in things I love. An example of this can be found here: Products I Love.
When I have a product I love – I use every last little tiny bit of it. I turn the lotion bottle over and let it drain into another container so I don’t waste anything. I did this with this product that I love:
and to my GREAT SURPRISE I had one months worth of lotion left in that little container!
Another product by the same company, C.O. Bigelow that I love:
I could take a bath in this yummy body cream. I use it at night on my face. It is amazing.
Isn’t is funny, when you love something you use every last drop and don’t waste any of it? Other products may be just ho-hum – but not the one you love. And loving something is the best-selling point of any product.
If you are on pinterest you can find me here: Cindy Holman. I am there like most everyone else on the planet!
What’s your favorite product? The one you don’t waste? You get every last drop? The one you love enough to sell?
Have a fun weekend!
An icon for rewriting an article and for other purposes (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I did something the other day I had not done in years. I attended a book reading at a local bookstore, small and eclectic – in the heart of our quaint downtown. The event was called “An afternoon with Rod Haynes” local writer – and also a member of the church we attend. Rod is very interesting and has many fun stories he has penned. He has written three books and in his time with us he read aloud some sections of each.
But it was in my conversation with him before the event began that captured my attention and has given me many thoughtful moments ever since. He told me that he was not always able to make sense of things in the past that have happened – so he attempted to create a new fictitious ending to a very real story, to gain perspective and to give closure in either a positive or negative way. He gave a few examples in his time with us – his way of weaving true events with those that he would have liked to have happened.
Maybe you like me, have attempted to make sense of events in your life. Maybe you’ve even tried to wrap your mind around “your story” as told by you in a way that really did happen, but instead you end up frustrated and overwhelmed. It could be that the telling would expose those you don’t wish to name – or bring up bad or painful memories. Either way, I too have thought “one of these days – I will write a book” – but I don’t think it can happen in the “truest” form. Too much stuff – too “unfinished” – too – yeah you know.
I believe writers can sharpen other writers. And I believe they can inspire and encourage. Knowing that Rod has been able to ‘fictitiously’ make sense out of his circumstances and events – has made me curious about mine. And because anything can happen in our imagination this can also be a very healing tool. One thing is for sure – I would rewrite the already written. I would bring closure to a painful period. Something that has already happened in my dream world. In fact sometimes dreams can be so real that I actually have awakened up a few times thinking the “thing” was actually resolved.
My rewrite is probably different from yours. It definitely takes two people to resolve a conflict and begin healing. Maybe your rewrite would include a person who has already passed away, a parent, a lost child or friend. Maybe you would say – or have them say the things you have needed to say or hear. Or maybe still it’s a person (like mine) who is still living and breathing – but who does not want to resolve anything. Either way – the rewrite would bring that healing and final conclusion – you know – the one that would actually make sense - bring healing and set you free.
We all have a story to tell – and whether it’s just “I’m sorry” or in my case “All is forgiven, what took you so long to come around again?” It’s your story – and maybe you need to write it.
Here’s to – ‘Rewriting The Already Written’ – letting go of pain and replacing with things that finally make sense. Bringing good out of chaos and lessons learned. Bringing full resolution to your heart and soul.
Cover of You`Re All I Need (Mlps) (Shm)
Last night I was watching the new musical show called “Duets” and heard this great duet as made famous by the late Tammi Terrell and Marvin Gaye. I had to look it up and post it for you to enjoy today. There are many music videos of this song on youtube – but I think this is the nicest one – what a GREAT song!!
It’s a funny thing – how listening to a certain melody or some past lyrics in a forgotten song, can totally transport me to an earlier time and circumstance.
The year was 1968 – I was 7 years old. I used to watch a television show that would feature different popular artists in the 60′s. My favorite song was “Up, up and away” by the 5th dimension. I thought it was important to have a favorite song, even when I was 7 – so that was it. And only because I saw them perform that song on television. I’m sure that I must have also heard “You’re all I need to get by” on that same program because I am almost sure that it is on that show where I first heard it. But if I’m wrong about that detail it would have been when moving to Seattle from Canada in 1969 and I listened to top 40 hits on a little transistor radio.
Do you remember it? Where were you when you first heard it? Take a listen and see if it doesn’t take you back.
Of June (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
weather that messes with me
gets inside my head
and tears me down
A hint of newness in April
A beautiful blossom in May
light and airy
free and easy
kisses of freedom
sighs of yesterday
reaching and grasping
pushing and straining
winter a distant memory
feeds a feeling
permeates my being
calls to me
pretends to be
something it is not
casts a spell
beguiles and bewitches
to be summer
forever changing its mind
like a lost child
tossed in the wind
resisting the warmth
a lost traveler
a tempest on the raging storm
the edge of laughter
looking for the sun
a reprieve from the scattering
a reason for the chaos
a rest from the shivering
a time to hope
a time to dream
a time to reclaim
This is June