Old So What

Sorry, but at my age I’ve heard every Christmas song about 2 million times. I can no longer listen to one of them without squirming.

I will admit up front that I love the melancholy sound of a Cello. It stirs the soul and takes the listener on a roller-coaster ride of emotions.  2CELLOS exemplifies the artistry, grace, and range of this timeless instrument. They cover songs from famous soundtracks to hard rock classics, while never altering their style or passion. They truly have a unique sound that can be appreciated by everyone.  My personal favorites are "Despacito," "Smells like teen spirit," "Seven Nation Army," and "My heart will go on." I now am the proud owner of their collection of cds, and stream their videos for added visual fun. My only regret is that I did not discover them until the week before they retired from touring. I will continue to support both the band and the individual artists. Do yourself a favor and give them a listen, you will not be disappointed. 

  Cole Porter was a composer and lyricist, and genius! He wrote this in 1935 during a pacific cruise aboard a Cunard ship traveling from Indonesia to Fiji. (Jerry Gray is also listed as a composer on this song.) To do this song justice you must, of course, listen to the melody. A sample of the lyrics to The Beguine: When they begin the beguine It brings back the sound of Music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green. I’m with you once more under the stars, And down by the shore an Orchestra’s playing And even the palms seem to be swaying When they begin the beguine…   …Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play Till the stars that were there before return above you, Till you whisper to me once more, Darling, I love you! And we suddenly know What heaven we’re in When they begin the beguine   …Even the palms seem to be swaying!

  In the middle of this song, written in 1931 by Val Burton and Will Jason, comes this phrase: Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of heaven for just you and I When we’re alone   From all of society we’ll stay aloof And live in propriety here on the roof Two heavenly hermits, we will be in truth When we’re alone   from Penthouse Serenade   The whole song is like this:   imaginative! And how nice to live in a world where chimneys have hinges in consideration of stars.