I don't know if I could describe myself as a "Fanilow" That seems silly. (Sorry all you Fanilows out there....no offense) But in the off chance that Barry Manilow actually reads this stuff, I wanted to submit my thanks.......
My parents are musicians. Dad pursued his passion. Mom stayed home and raised me. Perhaps because she had put passion in a box, she thought that perhaps she could relive it through me. As a child, I spent a good amount of time trying to be other people to please her. I never was able to become Shirley Temple, never became Tennille, and surely couldn't hold a candle to Karen Carpenter. I had the haircuts, dressed the part, sung the songs....but I could find no pleasure. I knew I could never be them. It was crushing. The comfort I found in music, no longer there.. As a child of 8, I was no longer cute enough to sing about animal crackers in my soup. I had no Captain. And I could not relate to what Karen Carpenter was going thru. But then there was this song. "I Can't Smile Without You"....and smiling was something I could do. Smiling was something I knew. I sang many times for others...but this was the song I could sing for myself.....and mean every line....it brought back the comfort that music gave my 8 year old soul. Thank you Mr. Manilow
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So uh.....we had the same hell.....just different singers.
Then came Barbara Striesand with her white girl 'fro.....now if she had asked me first.....I could have told her about the horror of it all....and my mom might have spared me the magnetic rollers.
Have you ever slept on Magnetic Rollers or Rag curls??????? 'Nuff Said. hee
I like Celine Dion too. And I wasn't even subjected to her. *awaits the sound of retching*
And I am a great fan of Kermit the Frog.
I did love me some Elvis though.....I missed Elvis at the Beach this year....*sob* And actually one of my favorite VHS tapes was Elvis in Hawaii.....till I kinda burnt it up playing it so much.
But without Barry there may have been no Elvis for me. Who can know?
I am much about any kinds of music.Between 18 and 22 I was enchated to listen Carpenters, maybe because I WAS IN LOVE .They sonud great, many ppeople call them cursy or pathetic( AND THEIR LISTENERS CATHALOGUED THE SAME)
I think they simply express the best part of human emotions and lie events: falling in love, get illussioned, being sad, breaking up ,havin hope , being lied....
I CAN ENDESSLY....and torturing listen to MASCARADE
TOP OF THE WORLD
RAINY DAYS AND mondays
etc
know I assimilate CARPENTERS TO THAT CINIC HUGH GRANTS BRITISH FILM about single motherhood.I FEEL it is bad to use such a niee piee of art on such a cinic way!
Anyway I loved CARPENTERS sometimes and I LOVE pink FLOYD TOO.that s nt a contradictin.
LOVED YOUR POSTING.
And DW, since when did you start using the adjective, "'effin"? I go away for awhile and you've dropped a notch on the spunky bitch scale. I'm afraid to let you out of my site lest you start spouting out goody-goody ramblings....
Sorry your reasons are sad ones. (hug)
Sing along anything.
Thanks
PS Yash....this isn't a sad memory....it is actually a bad made good memory....woot! Thank you Barry Manilow.
:p to all you anti Mandy peeps... hee
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ooTDGhsSSI
I love Patsy Cline :D
Um....I also liked John Denver. *runs behind a tree*