Out with the Old

394I’m spending the last few hours of 2012 rifling through old love letters, pictures, and voicemails – yes voicemails! – from former lovers and boyfriends; beautiful things said to me in moments of fondness and passion – connections I haven’t wanted to relinquish for fear of somehow being invalidated. And yet, I know that I must dispense with the past in order to move forward. Do I want to move forward? Of course I do! Why I have I retrieved this email from the recycle bin five times? Am I perspiring??

I love the month of January – its symbolism of “all things new.” The chance for do-overs. I LOVE do-overs. Delete.Delete.DELETE. Much better.

Soulful Messiah

I’m listening to The Soulful Messiah for the first time – yes, I’m REALLY late! Oh Man!! What a glorious night of music and worship. It is commonly known that I do not care for other folks’ renditions or interpretations of standard classical music. And Handel’s Messiah is my all time absolute favorite piece and a work of sheer perfection. And yet…look at me rockin’ with it/leanin’ with it/laughing/crying and dancing to this incredibly imaginative, poignant and witty turn on famous baroque tunes – a fusion of Negro work songs, jazz, afro-Caribbean rhythms, with a dash of hip hop thrown in for good measure. On this, my snobby music critic will be quiet.  Being open to something new has filled me with great joy this season.  Arleen Auger versus Tramaine, Kathleen Battle versus Patti Austin – let them do battle, there are no losers. My soul is fed, my spirit is happy. It is Christmas.
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