Opera Meet Rock / Rock Meet Opera ~ Vid(s) of the Day

If you’ve ever admired the considerable vocal talents of Evanescence’s Amy Lee…

Guess what? You’re already an opera fan. Think Lee is the only one who can successfully belt out and merge her operatic lightening with thundering rock?

Guess again! For our proof, let’s welcome Cristina Ramos to the stage in our above Vid of the Day.

If you’re here only for the Vid of the Day, blog over. I thank you for clicking by.

However… if you’d like to view a bonus Vid of the Day, featuring Amy Lee’s emotion driven, hard rockin’ performance…

If you’re now content with hearing out both vids, blog over. I thank you, again, for your visit.

However… if you’d like to check out my (hopefully) amusing Highway to Hell short story… inspired by AC/DC the band that inspired Ramos… I now present…

The Highway To Hell: The BackStory

Ever since Day-1 of Grand Dragon Donny’s reckless regime, he took a fancy to impulsively flipping off all laws… inclusive of the speed limit. His bellowed, little boy, “WHEEEE” could be heard echoing up and down 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, while he lead footed it… tooled about carelessly and careened America downhill…

down…

down…

down…

down…

down…

down…

down the Highway to Hell…

WHEEEE!

Citizens all across the American fatherland and all across the globe had little choice but to be Donny’s captive passengers. As such, they soon found themselves on the final approach of a crash landing at the Hellmouth. Yet, while still multiple kilometers / miles above, they became eyewitness to Donny’s bailing out sans parachute! Even though driver-less, nobody seemed to notice the diff.

They could now virtually smell the stench of sulfur and feel its lung constricting capabilities bowling them over… see the fire and brimstone’s blinding glow and feel its searing heat… hear the ceaseless snorting and roaring of the beast, too! OMG, that beast wasn’t even Satan!

They soon realized that the stampeding in circles, snorting and roaring, fire-breathing Grand Dragon Donny’s multiple layers of jiggly fat had helped him make a soft landing just outside the Gates of Hell. Boing… Boing… Boing… Boing… Boing… 

Many incredulous passengers thought aloud in unison, “Just how the Hell could he have ever survived his yuge dive? Someone pointed out, “Are we really sure that he did? It’s entirely possible that… just like Donny’s income tax returns… he’s likely been effectively hiding his dual (American and Hadean) citizenship status / his undead condition.”

Everyone became dumbstruck while watching a totally pissed off Satan emerge. He stomped his hoofs and gruffly bellowed, “Damn it Donny, what the HELL are you doing down here… AGAIN? You know how much I loathe you. Hear me now! Hell shall forever be too good for an ornery cuss like you. I flat-out refuse to let you in! In fact, I intend to build a steep WALL just to ensure you never set your hoofs in the netherworld. And don’t you DARE roll your eyes at me. I’ve caught wind of your plot for a hostile takeover of Hell! How DARE you collude with bad Vlad to oust me! Why… with a snap of my fingers… I could built that wall! As Satan droned in high decibels, “Let there be WALL”, lo and behold the WALL materialized out of thin sulfurous air!

Dejected and jealous, Grand Dragon Donny lamented, “Geeze why can’t I do that along the Mexican border?” followed by his glum, woe-is-me whining, “What the Hell am I supposed to do now? I’m F’d!” With a devil may care leer, he suddenly snapped out of his funk to gleefully concede, “Oh well, I guess I’ll be summering back in DC. My hostile takeover of America could still be fun!”

And that said, stay tuned for Chapter 2.

I mean I could go on and on… but… my dear readers… I really need to purge my mind of this unnerving, unpresidential tale… as well as clear my lungs of the virtual sulfur congestion.

You might even hear my virtual hack… hack… hack… hack… hack… hack (j/k)
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Oh God… I’m dying…. (j/k)
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(j/k)… hack… hack… hack… hack… 
 somebody please call 9-1-1! (j/k)
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In reality… that sulfur didn’t affect me in the least…

That clearly established… and lungs reasonably clear… blog over!

 

 

 

February Blogcast ~ “The Whole World Is Watching!”

Playback of the above video (prior to reading this blog) will set the proper mood. Now… to put this in DJ parlance…

Catch ya on the other side!

Whew! Can you believe the power and range of Ms. Cristina Ramos’ voice? WOW! The way she belted out that blow-the-roof-off-da-dump cover of AC/DC’s Highway To Hell amply proves she’s truly a force of nature! Considering this vid’s nearly one-year-old, YouTube posting date, her statement was purely musical… not political… totally unrelated to America’s more recent, rocky transition of power.

Even so, I’ve come to consider Ms. Ramos’ abrupt segue of musical genre… from potent operatic to kickass raunch and roll… as emblematic to my country’s regrettable transition from the sane, sober, mellifluous maturity of Constitutional scholar President Barack Obama to the chaotic, whack-a-doodle, whiny infantilism of Constitutional shredder #45.

Now… don’t misconstrue my meaning here. In no way am I maligning hard rock. To the contrary, we liberals (and I suspect even a few moderates, too)… a.k.a. the no longer represented Americans… are hankering for a new, ire inspiring National Anthem such as this… and We must make such a song the rallying cry to energize the picking up steam resistance movement.

Again… don’t misconstrue my meaning here. Above all else, I am a pacifist… and while there’s nothing I’d like to see more than We The People, somehow, some way, smoothing over the new régime’s rough edges through coolheaded, common sense and Constitutional channels… well…

Let’s just say that the dissent will remain orderly so long as these powers-that-be are willing to be humbled by some incontrovertible and damning statistics. Those, which prove only 25% of Americans elected #45 and only 25% of all polled Americans approve of him. Any normal man would realize he’s… uh… to be charitable here… not well liked.

Of course, since words such as “humbled” and “normal” are a bit of a stretch… well… that means there’s now a whole new connotation to those AC/DC lyrics…

“We’re on the Highway to HELL!”

In the political equation… America = We the People. That means We are in for a bumpy ride AND are going to need more music… more rallying songs.

My having come of age during the turbulent Sixties, the following tunes immediately come to mind. My generation oft literally poured into the streets to express our bipartisan outrage… first directed at Democratic Prez Lyndon B. Johnson and, soon afterward, zeroed in on political zero Republican Prez Richard M. Nixon. The societal changes we sought were to establish essential civil rights and put an end to needless war. Regrettably, the new admin is now gleefully gutting whatever modest gains were made during that era.

And that said… it’s time to let the music do the rest of the “talking”.

 

Rolling Stones ~ Street Fighting Man

Graham Nash ~ Chicago / We Can Change The World

Chicago ~ Prologue / Someday August 29, 1968 (“The Whole World Is Watching”)

Tending to some Old Biz…

My apologies for being nearly two weeks late in posting this February BlogCast… we can blame that on my feeling excessively bummed out about the new régime’s takeover overthrow of America. I’ll try not to let them drag me down again.

Onward and upward to the New Biz…

So long as I’m firing off synapses in my brain… my ten fingers are able to navigate my keyboard… and my American freedom persists… my next BlogCast will be on March 1, 2017… stay tuned…

SURPRISE!!! A-List Talent For Washington (AC)~DC

 

Whatever you do, playback this musical medley to the very end. Christina Ramos has got us covered with her cover of a couple of classic tunes.

Folks… this is the type of surprise A-List Talent, which DC desperately needs today. Her transition of genres sends the appropriate message and succinctly assesses the road conditions here in America… the rocky, potholed road we’re now heading down as of High Noon on this Inauguration Day Friday.

To quote from my blog (posted yesterday)…

“For all liberally, ethically and patriotically minded Americans (and likeminded souls throughout our global community) there’ll be NO TGIF this week… perhaps never again… and that’s for damned sure!”

Oh, btw… I’ve not forgotten all the Rock ‘n’ Roll purists out there, either. Check out the original recording.

Oh… one final thought…

GOD HELP US… WE AIN’T GOT A PRAYER!!!

WE ARE ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL!!!