And possibly caffeine too… Anyroad, so as I mention above I didn’t sleep well last night again, whether it was Scrabble on the PDA whilst I half watched Clear and Present Danger or the afternoon coffee in Plaza Terranova or the book I’m reading that I don’t want to like but actually do, who knows? All I know is that after waking up with a mosquito in my ear far too many times I stumbled into the bathroom sprayed my head with repellent, shoved some earplugs in and put my head under the pillow and the persistant little bugger still kept coming at me. Enough of that… anyroad the lack of sleep and relative inaction today led me to to something to wake myself up a bit and that means getting the gee-tar out. I was recording stuff in Audacity then overdubbing and I thought, sod it, i’ll video it and sing and everything, and, though I’m regretting this already, here’s me YouTubed doing my battleworn rendition of Jarabe de Palo’s La Flaca, all about some slim young lady who boozes it up in La Habana without putting on the pounds… All mistakes in lyrics, pronunciation, chords and general appearence are entirely deliberate…
Available for weddings, quinceaeras, bah-mitvahs, etc… I’m here all week, folks…
Well, I don’t know what to say! That was very brave of you to put it online. And fun, cos it reminds me of you being around Beth’s and that.
Here’s who we are hiring for our wedding: http://www.speaking-guitar.com/index.html – I want you playing to this standard by the end of the week, ok? 🙂
F x
Brave…? Stupid, more like. But what the hey… I’ve busked in Barcelona and that’s just as embarrassing, though I wasn’t sober of course… nor probably round Beth’n’Ali’s.
Your guitarist sounds fantastic. Despite all sounds and appearences to the contrary I’m a big fan of classical guitar. Put in a request for Recuerdos de la Alhambra it’s a personal fave…
nice t-shirt!
Cheers, Mr.N,
As you know, my usual wardrobe advisor/stylist abandoned me, so I do what I can…
Bravo! [insert suitable applause here]
Wish I could play an instrument, and carry a tune, oh, well…
Best I can manage is using a tracker on the PC :-).
One daughter plays flute and piano, the other drums and bells. Son used to play trumpet.
Thanks for sharing.
Cheers!
You’re my favorite wedding singer…I still can’t believe you left me here with Sr. Chubs-a-lot–he’s a big shedding, snow-ball of a mess. A shame, really.
Keepin’ it really in So.CAL, BIYATCH!
Klem
Paul: I'll keep thinking to see if any pangolin-related songs occurs to me. Loved the latest TotalPodCastrophe, btw. Favourite bit: The 1st 5 second travel thing, with the “Eww, gross, wrong” two-part harmony. Made me laugh out loud, so to speak (there should be some kind of abbreviation for that…). And I was tempted to join in with Judy's twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets, twiglets cries. I'd kill for a twiglet right now… Cheers for the encouragement as ever and one of these days I'll get you a Hobson's Choice list.
Klem: Thanks for gracing these pages with your presence once again. You’re not to speak of your lagomorph brother in such terms though, or you’ll be banished to… er where you already are… behind the garage in Downey, Los Angeles. Word.