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[dewinged]

I...kinda keep up with music. I play the radio a lot when I'm driving to and from work, and my radio presets (all ten of them) range from Hard Rock to Adult Contemporary to Top-40 and Club/Dance music. And I like them all, in some ways (Though Top 40 doesn't do it for me anymore; it's all rap/R&B, all the time, and there's so little variation it's galling).

And I...find myself liking songs across genres. Hell, there's even the occasional country song that gets my attention. For me, music is an emotional resonance; I like a song because it makes me feel something. Happy, nostalgic, or even 'I wanna kick someone's ass!' It's better than not feeling anything, and that's a hard thing to shake.

If a song catches my attention, then I'll seek out info on the person/band, and even troll youtube looking for videos. Sometimes I'm a little slow.

Today, I found Michael Buble.

Songs: Sway, and Save the Last Dance for Me.

I...think I have fallen in love. I mean, yes, he's very easy on the eyes and was born the same year I was, but that's not what I mean. It's the voice, which I like, and I know the songs are covers, but these songs evoke feelings and thoughts, you know?

I have a deep, deep, partially parental-induced love for Sinatra era stuff, Glenn Miller and Big Band stuff. It's why I was sad that the semi-resurgance of swing (Cherry Poppin Daddies, Brian Setzer, ect) didn't take in favor of crap and manufactured psycho skank diva of the week that seems to be all over. This kind of music invokes mental pictures of dance floors, preppies, romance, and the sensuality I feel from this kind of thing. The sensuality this kind of music evokes from my imagination is of the crashing wave variety.

I could listen to it all day. I could picture myself dressing nice like I used to, and socializing with this as background music.

Maybe...liking this means that I'm getting old. But I'm 31. I am old, in some perspectives. But I can listen to this music, those songs, and not feel like I'm playing at being a teenager, or that I'm one of those adults who embarasses their kids by trying to act hip. (My Niece is cool about that. She knows I listen to the radio, and I play video games with my younger nephews, and get 'cool points' because I know my shit. Heck, my Godson and I sometimes get the same video games as Christmas presents.)

But this? This music feels different. I feel like it's mine. Like I could look at the images it gives me when I close my eyes and listen to it and I can say 'I want this. I want to feel this.'

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[terrasias.livejournal.com]

Hehe, my favorites of his are "You Don't Know Me", "Home" and "You're Always On My Mind" (which is on my myspace page). I want to have his babies.

[magistos.livejournal.com]

I think that you just summed up how I feel about music. I loved to swing dance, I know how to waltz, fox trot, flamenco, and so on, and that's a good thing, no matter what society says. The sensuality, personal investment (so different from just "clubbing"), romance, and old style class just can't be matched.

Recently, in the last few months, I've found myself saying "To heck with it", and dressing up because I WANT to, and getting back the old feeling.

Thanks for this find, Else. These are great songs. This is a good artist. "Save The Last Dance For Me" is of course a remake, but I love it. It's a very good remake. (I loved the original, it was pretty much my song to the woman who is now my wife. I wanted her to date in college, and enjoy herself, because she would be - and is- mine now.)

Now, I've got to go look up some more from this guy, and dig out my Big Bad Voodoo Daddy CD's. Perhaps a little Sam Cooke, as well.

[magistos.livejournal.com]

And my Harry Connick cd's, and, and..

[lightbearer.livejournal.com]

Aaaaah, Buble. Found him from his duet with Jane Monheit on her album, and found her from Sky Captain. You should check her songs out as well, if you appreciate that sort of swing/big-band music. I agree completely. :)