Ray
Saw the movie Ray last night. Jamie Foxx must be related in some way... amazing the resemblance.
So Medora went out to rent something, which traditionally doesn't bode well for my viewing prospects (not that it happens with enough frequency to establish tradition). Delightfully, she returned with this gem.
Watching Ray Charles Robinson work his musical genius was inspiring. In fact we've got him dialed in to Rhapsody as I patter this out right now. Unfortunately some of the hallmarks aren't available... "Georgia," "Hit the Road, Jack" and "Unchain my Heart." I tried substituting Louis Armstrong for Georgia, but it's just not the same. Surprisingly, Buster Poindexter has a great rendition of "Jack." New favs are "What'd I say" and "Mess Around."
Music in the 50's and 60's (and the 70's for that matter) simply blows away the crap we are subjected to now. The movie works these numbers into the story to demonstrate early on how troubled his life truly was. Gotta search out a biography. [found one here: Brother Ray: Ray Charles' Own Story].
Watching the movie and listening to these tunes makes me want to play music, be in a band, karaoke etc. That's one thing I think about every once in a while that I miss. Maybe when I retire. I think making music and performing it live has to be one of the ultimate rushes... kind of like winning a golf tournament or making a kick-ass speech in front of a huge crowd.
So Medora went out to rent something, which traditionally doesn't bode well for my viewing prospects (not that it happens with enough frequency to establish tradition). Delightfully, she returned with this gem.
Watching Ray Charles Robinson work his musical genius was inspiring. In fact we've got him dialed in to Rhapsody as I patter this out right now. Unfortunately some of the hallmarks aren't available... "Georgia," "Hit the Road, Jack" and "Unchain my Heart." I tried substituting Louis Armstrong for Georgia, but it's just not the same. Surprisingly, Buster Poindexter has a great rendition of "Jack." New favs are "What'd I say" and "Mess Around."
Music in the 50's and 60's (and the 70's for that matter) simply blows away the crap we are subjected to now. The movie works these numbers into the story to demonstrate early on how troubled his life truly was. Gotta search out a biography. [found one here: Brother Ray: Ray Charles' Own Story].
Watching the movie and listening to these tunes makes me want to play music, be in a band, karaoke etc. That's one thing I think about every once in a while that I miss. Maybe when I retire. I think making music and performing it live has to be one of the ultimate rushes... kind of like winning a golf tournament or making a kick-ass speech in front of a huge crowd.
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