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Originally Posted by strat335
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Great minds..and all dat.
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Yes, you are totally correct.
One of us is a trained musician from Texas, and one of us isn't.
But we know exactly what it is that we're listening to when we hear it;
and we know what we like. And by comparison we've listened to enough
garbage that we recognize the good stuff....which is why we're GHCPs.
I've always been fascinated by the fist-fights that erupt around here,
between the "The Voice of Rock" fans, versus the "The Voice of Funk" fans.
Sometimes I feel as if I'm the only GHCP who wants to vote for "The Voice of Smooth Jazz."
(Not to be confused with the Dixieland "When the Saints Go Marching In" variety.)
And I know that I'm probably the only one around here who wants to vote for
"Glenn Hughes ~ The Voice of Latin."
I'll tell you a (hopefully) funny story ~
My youngest daughter, Joy Elizabeth, was
severely involved in music during her high school years.
She was in the marching band....as a flag/ color guard, and can also toss around a saber or
a (wooden) rifle as crisp as any US Marine. She was in the regular choir, and also in the "Show Choir"
which sang and sometimes danced to more complicated stuff. They did a version of "Over the Rainbow"
and "Velvet Shoes" while sitting on bar stools, that made you cry like a weenie.
Anyway.....one day Joy came home from school
.....really aggravated.
"Well, I hope that you're happy, mom" she said.
"Huh?" said I.
"Miss Lynch gave us the song list for the Show Choir. The usual Broadway show tune medley,
the French ronde/ rondeley (sp?) the Negro Spiritual,
and some cockamamie Gregorian Chant in Latin!"
Yep, I was secretly delighted.
*** When I first heard Glenn's Christmas CD, with the un-expected and spectacular version of "Ave Maria"
I laughed at the mental picture of Sister Laetitia (La-tee-see-yah) grabbing Glenn, putting him in our
high school's uniform, plopping a wig on his head, and making him a member of the all-girl chorus
of Saint Joseph Hill Academy.
The point being that if Sister Laetitia found something for us to sing in Latin....
.....we sang it. (Of course, a wig would not have been necessary during Glenn's "California Jam" era. Ha, ha.)
So each morning, as Joy took a shower and blow-dried her hair, she would practice singing in the tiled bathroom.
I have to admit that I enjoyed these early morning, snappy tunes, music-fests.....
After a ton of paperwork, and a certified copy of everyone's birth certificate, off the Roxbury Township school
buses went to Quebec, Canada, for a MAJOR HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT'S MUSIC FESTIVAL.
The marching band was in a......marching band competition, and the Show Choir went into competition
at the Sainte Anne de Baupre Cathedral in Quebec. (Your basic monster-sized, stone Gothic cathedral.)
After being gone for a few days, the buses returned from Canada, and got to the school parking lot about
2 o'clock in the morning. As I was driving her home, I asked Joy how the competition went. The little twerp
answered with:
"Mom, when we sang the Gregorian chant, we sounded like angels."
I told her that Gregorian Chant was meant to be sung where the sound could bounce around the vast space
of the stone walls; it was never meant to be sung in the comparitively small space of a cinder block, high school
auditorium. Before we got home.......I asked her if she would sing that song in Latin for me, especially since:
#1. As time went by, she would forget it.
#2. I loved her enough to pick her up from school at 2 o'clock in the morning.
#3. I was the Mommy.
So I pulled the car over, and in the dark, "My Baby Joy" sang that hymn in Latin.
Once again, I cried like a weenie.
So this "Latin background" is one of the reasons why I'm hoping for a:
"Glenn Hughes ~ The Voice of Latin" t-shirt, to be available soon.
(Yeah, like this is gonna' happen......probably the day after the DP Mk3 reunion concert.)
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Hughes/Thrall 2
what a sad end to the project 
Oh, yea, that conversation brought us around to the conclusion of why we can listen to Glenn so constantly and never get tired of it...he has such a range of style, all passionate. Doesn't get old.
Linear Mode
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