The hills are alive…with music and wine.
There are some who consider these two elements to hold a romantic link with one another. I could be referring to Alois Lageder in Trentino-Alto Adige playing classical music to his fermenting wines, or Shadowfax’s Matt Harrop playing Triple R radio non-stop to his stainless steel tanks. In this particular case, I draw your attention to a Sicilian producer called Tasca d’Almerita who forwarded this promotional video to me.
However there is a twist.
Instead of the traditional concept of playing music to wine…this talented group use the wine to make the music.
Enjoy the Sound of Wine – sans Julie Andrews…
Dancing the Salsa as part of the Street Latin bronze medal
Dancing has had me enamoured ever since I was a little girl. I grew up watching the old musicals such as ‘Calamity Jane‘, ‘Annie‘, ‘Oliver‘, ‘The Sound of Music‘ and my favourite, ‘Singin’ In The Rain‘. Consequently, music and dance have always played an enjoyable part in my life.
Today I am simply sharing a beautiful quote and a 1964 clip that never fails to put a smile on my face. They both come from the great man, Signor Luciano Pavarotti.
“One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating.”
I am under the impression that there is a song for everything.
If someone were to observe my general behaviour over the course of 24 hours, they would soon come to the realisation that I am one of those really pesky people who constantly have random tunes winding their way through my brain, which then find themselves projectile from my mouth in the form of unbearable singing.
How the Beach Boys envisioned their "God Only Knows" track from the Pet Sounds album
Sung by Wynonie Harris with Lucky Millinder and his Orchestra, 1944.
On a side note, I will point out now that I have added a video element to the top tab section of my site for those of you who have not yet noticed. Enter there if you dare.
Once upon a time, in a land far far away, a shiny accordion of colossal proportions lay in its heavy leather case in the living room of a grand house. The accordion was often loved and cared for by its original owner, Mr Giovanni Menegazzo (known amongst friends as Jack), who would pick up his accordion with pride and play entertaining melodies on its keys and buttons.
This was Nonno Jack. A handsome man indeed.
Nonno Jack playing an accordion