GingerTom, "Music And The Movies Finale"
I hate to see such a wonderful series come to an end. This is the final chapter of GingerTom's "Music And The Movies" starring Sissy and Herbert, two great (but fictional) movie critics.
This last album has four titles with interesting stories and spectacular music. I hadn't planned on sharing it on this page but I was unable to share everything I wrote in the tiny box provided by Jamendo . . . so here is my review:
A feast of wonderful entertainment . . . there are stories about a feline shape shifter; a running shadow girl; a man who wasn't accident prone; and a dark and rainy night where an accident on a wet road mysteriously changes the life of a woman who may or may not have had a baby with her . . .
Okay . . . After you read the stories . . . you listen to the music and puzzle over the startling visions of these movies . . . you hear these old tales in the heart of the melodies . . . where a drum is beating, a heart is racing and the feet are running . . . and where a guitar is strumming, a happy family sits in the sunshine . . . the melodious vocalizing of an angel blends into an angry aura of strings defining beauty and vengeance . . . . and the quiet gentle twinkle of music fills the empty hole in the heart of a lonely soul . . .
and there, in the music, we identify and we become one with the protagonist . . .
and there, in the music, we identify and we become one with the protagonist . . .
The music is the platform for the dream . . the story is the window of the vision . . . and the tale goes on . . . every life a story, laid down well as a foundation . . a solid rising of music, like incense . . . an imagination grows like a totem pole where a life is lived in every knot hole, daub of paint, and startled eye . .. .
GingerTom is a visionary . . . he gives a complete gift . . . but it takes the acceptance of the audience to make it grow . . .. and in this moment as the listener is absorbed by the "movie" . . . they become one with the artist . . .
and sometimes, we don't think of the story told . . . but let the music take us to the stars . . where our hearts can melt and the music bathes us in a celestial light . . .
I love how you make my music sound so much better than it really is.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Barbara.
Oh . . hey! I loved this one . . . maybe it's just my style . . .
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You are very Welcome!