80 years ago this week, the Star-Spangled Banner was designated the national anthem of the United States by Act of Congress (on Mar. 3, 1931, to be exact.) The words were written by Francis Scott Key during the bombardment of Fort McHenry, Baltimore, Sept. 13-14, 1814.
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Do you like music that defies genre and blurs boundaries? Local musician Aakash Mittal blends the sounds of India with classic instrumental jazz. That might seem unlikely, but he pulls it off with ease to create a rich and piquant experience for your ears.
Mittal's songs range from shamanic and meditative to bustling and chaotic, combining the undulating melodies of traditional Indian music with your classic groovy coffee shop and lounge jazz.
So... afraid of classical music, are you?? Try a dose of giggles! Have a heap of some humorous music!!
Recently, a friend sent me a YouTube link to a Polish quartet who call themselves The MozART Group. I watched the video that my friend sent. And then I watched another and another and another. Although there are currently 49 YouTube videos listed for this group, I decided not to watch all of them in one sitting. My cheeks and my sides were starting to hurt from laughing so hard!
Today’s heavy metal music shares surprising similarities with the classical music of the past. In Beethoven’s day, his music was thought by some to be distasteful and chaotic; Bach and Vivaldi shocked with their upbeat and technical compositions. How will the future judge musical pioneers of the present?
"Every word ever written will fall short of its intent
Even sung or spoke or screamed they will betray what they have meant
Language is the heart's lament, a weak attempt to circumvent
the loneliness inherent in the search for permanence"
Portland based rock-band, The Decemberists, will be rocking The Ogden tonight. Don't have tickets to the sold out show? Don't despair, the library owns many of their albums, including their latest, The King is Dead, which just came out on January 14th.
Normally the title "Hits Collection..." or "Best Of..." was seen as a gravestone for a popular musician, a last dash at cash before you retired to your castle in upstate New York or vineyard in California. But in the case of once-retired hit maker/CEO/business mogul Jay-Z, and the touch of gold production team of N*E*R*D, it sounds more like just another calm before the storm.
First off if you are a serious Jay-Z or N*E*R*D fan then there is nothing new for you on these releases other than a trip down memory lane without sitting in a pile of your CDs and 12"s. But the twist here is that if you are a rock-solid Shawn Carter fan or actually bought the N*E*R*D's first album before Pharrel scrapped it and re-recorded the whole thing for a second release, then you might start questioning the use of the titles "Best Of.." and "Hits Collection".
There is nothing quite as exciting as making a new musical discovery - and that discovery is somehow made sweeter when you stumble upon the sounds of a prolific artist you never really considered before. This happened to me recently when I finally got turned onto the music of Bruce Springsteen - somebody who has been a staple in many people's musical rotations for years.
When I was young my only knowledge of “The Boss” was the song "Born in the U.S.A" - I remember it being blasted at sporting events and on television, and I really had no interest in it (and it’s still not a favorite of mine). I think I was a little too young to have been a Bruce convert from the start - I missed the mania and therefore didn’t understand what the fuss was all about.
When most people think of Scottish music, an image of a man in a plaid skirt comes to mind. But there's a lot more than bagpipes and fiddles going on north of Hadrian's Wall.
I'm the sort of person who really likes music, but who doesn't really care a lot about bands. My friends (who are in a very good band called My God Micah) must get exasperated with me because I never know who sings any song and am totally clueless about which bands play what shows where.