Hello world!
I’ve had a fabulous time this past week. Nothing particularly glamorous or noteworthy to report, but just a general feeling of optimism and well...happiness! I suspect this feeling may have been aided, or boosted by the listening of some pretty amazing tunes.
Music has always played an important role in my life, having been assigned singing/music lessons when I was very young. In the beginning however, being an inherently shy person, these lessons were a form of cruel, cruel torture. Torture devised by a devious woman called Mother Rose.
To add further insult to injury, these lessons weren’t just your run of the mill keyboard lessons. Oh no, my Mother Rose insisted I learn to sing with and play, a classical Indian instrument called the harmonium.
The harmonium was devised by the French, but modified and adopted in the Indian sub continent some 100 years ago. Though it’s rarely used in the West, some contemporary singers, like Fiona Apple have used samples in their tracks.
Now picture this, it’s the early 90’s and I’m 7, so learning to play an ethnic instrument was about as cool as...well, learning to play an ethnic instrument. PLUS I was made to sing at cultural recitals. Peeing in your pants anyone?
Fortunately as time wore on, my confidence grew, and I learnt to love signing and playing the harmonium. While I will never play in front of anyone EVER AGAIN, it’s nice to have a skill for life!
News just in- my relationship with the harmonium has come full circle with my mother now enlisting Little Rose for lessons! Ahh bless pushy stage mothers, they’re a rare breed.
Speaking of music, last week I declared my love for New Zealand singer, Kimbra. Her music is quite quirky, which I rather fancy and so very melodious. Kinda like another singer who caught my ear some time ago- the phenomenal Adele.
Both women are so fantastic and unique in their own way. Plus they're such a welcome change from the auto-tuned rubbish of Kesha and her ilk. Honestly, the state of today’s pop music almost makes me wish for a bout of tinnitus!
Well that’s about it from me this week folks. Hope you enjoyed my ramblings and happy listening...Rose.
Couture, Cinema and Culinary Update
Had the loveliest dinner with Miss M and Miss I at Sage (Braddon, ACT) last Friday. This was my second time dining there, and if possible, it was even better than the first. The service was attentive without being obtrusive, and the food was a feast for the eyes as well as the tum tum. Yum.
Deconstructed tuna ravioli with avocado cream.
Duck a l’orange, with a twist.
The Help: Featuring the wonderful Emma Stone ala Easy A. While I thought the movie was incredibly thought provoking, set right before the Civil Rights Movement really took off, it somehow left me wanting more.
I thought the performances by the principal cast were really dignified, particularly Viola Davis as Aibileen, but the script for me, got a little schmaltzy in parts. I was aching for a bit more depth. All is all, still a great movie. 3 and ½ out of 5.
I’ve had a fabulous time this past week. Nothing particularly glamorous or noteworthy to report, but just a general feeling of optimism and well...happiness! I suspect this feeling may have been aided, or boosted by the listening of some pretty amazing tunes.
Music has always played an important role in my life, having been assigned singing/music lessons when I was very young. In the beginning however, being an inherently shy person, these lessons were a form of cruel, cruel torture. Torture devised by a devious woman called Mother Rose.
To add further insult to injury, these lessons weren’t just your run of the mill keyboard lessons. Oh no, my Mother Rose insisted I learn to sing with and play, a classical Indian instrument called the harmonium.
Now picture this, it’s the early 90’s and I’m 7, so learning to play an ethnic instrument was about as cool as...well, learning to play an ethnic instrument. PLUS I was made to sing at cultural recitals. Peeing in your pants anyone?
Fortunately as time wore on, my confidence grew, and I learnt to love signing and playing the harmonium. While I will never play in front of anyone EVER AGAIN, it’s nice to have a skill for life!
News just in- my relationship with the harmonium has come full circle with my mother now enlisting Little Rose for lessons! Ahh bless pushy stage mothers, they’re a rare breed.
Speaking of music, last week I declared my love for New Zealand singer, Kimbra. Her music is quite quirky, which I rather fancy and so very melodious. Kinda like another singer who caught my ear some time ago- the phenomenal Adele.
Both women are so fantastic and unique in their own way. Plus they're such a welcome change from the auto-tuned rubbish of Kesha and her ilk. Honestly, the state of today’s pop music almost makes me wish for a bout of tinnitus!
Well that’s about it from me this week folks. Hope you enjoyed my ramblings and happy listening...Rose.
Couture, Cinema and Culinary Update
More handmade earrings from Canberra designer, Chloe.
Had the loveliest dinner with Miss M and Miss I at Sage (Braddon, ACT) last Friday. This was my second time dining there, and if possible, it was even better than the first. The service was attentive without being obtrusive, and the food was a feast for the eyes as well as the tum tum. Yum.
Deconstructed tuna ravioli with avocado cream.
Duck a l’orange, with a twist.
The Help: Featuring the wonderful Emma Stone ala Easy A. While I thought the movie was incredibly thought provoking, set right before the Civil Rights Movement really took off, it somehow left me wanting more.
I thought the performances by the principal cast were really dignified, particularly Viola Davis as Aibileen, but the script for me, got a little schmaltzy in parts. I was aching for a bit more depth. All is all, still a great movie. 3 and ½ out of 5.
The photos from Sage are divine.
ReplyDeleteThanksw Teak, I'm glad I did the meal justice! xx Rose
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