Tag: Something For Thursday

In honor of Cyd Charisse, who just died the other day:

My problem is that I want to live in a world where this is how you woo a woman.

And a bonus Something for Thursday: Gene Kelly and Cyd Charisse again, in the Broadway Melody Ballet from Singin’ in the Rain. I think this number is vastly superior to the ballet from An American in Paris. It’s in two parts; the first little bit here is from the film’s opening credits, but when Gene shows up in the tux by himself, that’s the ballet proper. It’s well-worth the thirteen minutes, folks.

Amazing. Just amazing.

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I am not apologizing for liking this song.

Nope. Not apologizing.

(But don’t look too closely into the hypnotic gaze of the Brothers Gibb. I think I just mailed them fifty bucks.)

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I used this before back when he died, but hearing something beautiful only once seems to me a waste, so here’s Luciano again. “Nessun dorma….”

I love this aria so much that I’m actually scared to someday see Turandot and actually learn what he’s singing there.

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Singin’ in the Rain has so many great numbers, that this one always seems to get overshadowed. Here, Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) has taken Kathy Selden (Debbie Reynolds) into an empty soundstage and set the scene with colored spotlights, a ladder, a fan to make a gentle breeze, a fog machine, and a large silver spotlight to create “moonlight”.

This is one of the songs I sing a lot, under my breath, when I’m working…and in my dreams, maybe once in a while I can dance like Gene Kelly. Maybe. For a minute, before I wake up.

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Two cues from James Horner’s masterful score to Braveheart: “A Gift of a Thistle” and that score’s best cue, “The Secret Wedding”.

Gorgeous, dream-like, haunting music — even if Horner used Irish uilleann pipes for his score to a movie set in Scotland, instead of the Scottish Highland pipes!

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Ignore the images (from some anime or other) and just listen to Julie Andrews singing as Guinevere in Camelot.

What a terribly sad, sad song! Lerner and Loewe manage to distill, in three minutes, the awful reality of the Guinevere-Lancelot pairing: the awful pain of unspoken love that becomes doubly painful when they can no longer bear the pain of that silence.

If only Camelot had a better book, because the songs are so stunning….

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Oh Audrey, I love you so!

Sigh….

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