Amira

Amira Willighagen in Venice

I’m a complete sucker for music that moves people and brings people together.  For decades I’ve cried tears of pure joy when people get up and sing the National Anthem.  When I was a young child obsessed with The Beatles, I knew I was experiencing magic when watching videos of them perform.  And now, looking back, I don’t even know if it was their music so much as the way it affected people.  But, I guess that’s really one and the same though, isn’t it?

I stumbled across Amira Willighagen in the most random of ways on the YouTube.  And while she’s been well-known throughout the world for many years now, I just fell in love with her.  In the past, especially as a former music major, I feel like I’ve been surrounded by people who are cynical of young musical prodigies.  Arguments abound as to why these young children shouldn’t be doing this.  Sometimes it’s concern for their vocal cords or for their emotional well-being.  Maybe it’s the argument that they shouldn’t be singing about the big things of life before they’ve experienced them.  And while perhaps some of these arguments might hold some validity, I think these mostly stem from places of jealousy.  And my older self sees that these young musicians are actually (often) much closer to a more spiritual and pure place than most adults.  They can connect to the Other World that is music in a much more natural way.  So, I say Huzzah to that.

But, wow.  This video.  Are you kidding me?!  A gorgeous, picture-perfect evening in Venice.  Audience members dressed in their best and members of the orchestra and choir dressed in actual ball gowns!  Oh, my heart.  And then this beautiful, calm angel walking onto the stage, in a dress that I would freely wear every single day if I could, sings the lovely O Mio Babbino Caro.  Oh, how I love this song.  I don’t really care what the translation is or if a 10-year old “should” or “shouldn’t” sing it.

But one of my favorite parts, always, is watching people’s reactions.  I can’t help but swell with a love for humankind when people connect over a shared experience like this.  Wiping away tears or gasping with amazement.  Closing their eyes in pure peace and joy.  (By the way, I realize a camera would never ever show a close-up of me at something like this, as I would be a mess of sobbing tears mixed with slightly psychotic laughter at the sheer beauty of it all.)  Anyway, give a pause and watch this.  Seriously magical.

(And I don’t often scroll through comments, but I did a little bit and fell in love with this one–“Does God know he’s missing an angel?”)

The Philharmonic Gets Dressed

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The Philharmonic Gets Dressed
words by Karla Kuskin, illustrations by Marc Simont (1982)

This is a sweet little book about the members of the Philharmonic getting ready for their evening performance.  I love that it helps show the real, daily life side of these musicians.  I think it’s an idea that kids can carry over into other professions and situations as well, recognizing that everyone, whether it’s musicians or ball players or teachers or actors or even just other friends, has their own routines for getting dressed and ready for work or an outing or a special event.  Cute illustrations, nice attention to details, and, of course, a good introduction to music and orchestras.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

These days I’m finding it tough to “Keep in the Sunlight.”  The news of the world and our country is overwhelming, friends and family are going through rough times, and, in my own life, I feel I’m hanging on by a thread.  But tonight, after months and months of promising myself I would, I finally sat down at the piano and played.  I didn’t play for long, nor did I play my usual Classical pieces.  I just played through some random show tunes and movie themes I had collected in a binder years ago.  And when I stumbled across “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” and played it, my soul found peace.

The song was almost deleted from the 1939 film, but thank goodness for us, (and them–it won Academy Award for Best Song) a couple of wise people worked hard to keep it in the film.  The then-16-year old, Judy Garland, sings it beautifully, of course, and it is the most remembered part of the movie.  I don’t know if movie makers these days don’t have faith in their audiences or in their actors, but it is a rare thing now to let a movie slow down to this pace and let the audiences actually connect.  At any rate, hearing this song and watching it brings me peace and hope.  And, really, the only way to move forward right now is by taking a breath and allowing myself to feel hopeful.

If you haven’t seen it in awhile, here’s Judy Garland singing, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.”  (I really wish it wasn’t sandwiched between YouTube stuff and with words below, but there it is.)

The Ballad of Valentine

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The Ballad of Valentine (2002)
written by Alison Jackson, pictures by Tricia Tusa

A man tries everything he can to deliver a valentine to his sweetheart, but his plans continue to go awry.  Little does he realize (although the reader sees), his sweetheart is cooking up a valentine of her own for him.  This is a delightful Valentine’s book written to the format of the song, “Oh, My Darling Clementine.”

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