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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Taylor Swift : This love is difficult, but it’s real… It’s a love story, Baby just say yes!

I absolutely splurged and bought floor tickets to Taylor Swift's 10/3 concert at the Q for my little sister's 20th birthday.   (Man, doesn't 20 sound so old??  She used to be 2 you know...)

taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

sisters & taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

The concert was much better than I thought it'd be, and the seats were way better than I had ever imagined. 

Gloriana opened for Taylor, and they were really great.  We knew them from their single, "Wild at Heart."  Here they are...

gloriana @ taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland


Then came Kellie Pickler who seems like so much fun in real life! She was wearing super-high-heels absolutely covered in glitter and had a matching microphone.  So fun!

kellie pickler @ taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

When she sang "Red High Heels," someone actually held a red high heel on stage, which she of course autographed.  It was so cute. 

Then, among a screaming, cheering crowd and posters of Kanye West with his head crossed off and saying things like "Why'd you have to be so heartless?" Taylor came out to to begin her show.

Completely amazing...

taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

taylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

taylorswift09--1293tataylor swift * 10/3/09 * cleveland

I have a string of YouTubes, too, but this one, you absolutely must see.  Taylor is even more humble than she looks to be on TV, and Cleveland, well, we obviously love Taylor!  Check out this video!!  (Oh, and keep it on because White Horse is afterwards - one of my faves!)

 

Here's a playlist of all my my YouTube concert videos... scroll down for the set of Taylor.  I have Kellie Pickler and Gloriana on there, too.  They were great!

I hope my little sister enjoyed herself at my wallet-breaking concert!  ;-)  She seemed to have a great time which was all that matters.

Happy Early Birthday, Nikki!!!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

We’re OK… I know we’re OK

My school is known for it's surrounding quaint-yet-happening college town, and nestled at the center of it is a nearly century-old theater, the Kent Stage. When I heard one of my favorite artists, Brandi Carlile, was coming, I had Jonathan get tickets right away. Wednesday was the concert, and it was absolutely perfect. A new artist named Gregory Alan Isakov opened for Brandi, and came on first and presented folksy set of subtle songs. But the real evening started when Brandi Carlile came on for an acoustic night of intensely personal, beautiful music. I love Brandi because she writes the most amazingly candid lyrics and sings with such an distinctive, remarkably unique voice. She's not afraid to take you into the deepest parts of her soul, both lyrically and vocally. You can just feel the emotion in her voice, and her lyrics are just so beautifully, intrinsically human. She sang and sang and sang, citing the amazing audience for causing her to sing longer than other concerts. When the night was finally through, Brandi, sweet and unpretentious, came out to greet her fans. Jonathan let me wait in line to meet her which I thought was very awesome-fiance of him. ;-)

 

Brandi Carlile ~ The Kent Stage ~ 4.6.09

 

Brandi Carlile ~ The Kent Stage ~ 4.6.09

 

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that
I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I heard you found some pretty words to say
You found your little game to play and there's no one allowed in
Then just when we believe we could be great
Reality it permeates And conquers from within again
These days we go to waste like wine
That's turned to turpentine
It's six AM and I'm all messed up
I didn't mean to waste your time
So I'll fall back in line
But I'm warning you we're growing up
We're OK I know we're OK
Brandi Carlile ~ The Kent Stage ~ 4.6.09
Amanda  & Brandi Carlile ~ 4.6.09

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Let it be me

Jonathan just sent me an email with a song I can't help but share. I love it when he does random stuff like this... Just one of the reasons I love my guy so much... He just gets it, you know?  He just gets me.  Feels so good...



there may come a time, a time in everyones life
where nothing seems to go your way
where nothing seems to turn out right
there may come a time, you just can't seem to find your way
for every door you walk on to, seems like they get slammed in your face
that's when you need someone, someone that you can call
and when all your faith is gone
feels like you cant go on
let it be me
let it be me
if it's a friend that you need
let it be me
let it be me
feels like your always coming on home
pockets full of nothing and you got no cash
no matter where you turn you ain't got no place to stand
reach out for something and they slap your hand
now i remember all to well
just how it feels to be all alone
you feel like you'd give anything
for just a little place you can call your own
thats when you need someone, someone that you can call
and when all your faith is gone
feels like you cant go on
let it be me
let it be me
if it's a friend you need
let it be me
let it be me

Sunday, March 01, 2009

I can’t help but wonder…


{janet paschal} how are things at home

 


Nana



Summer's almost over, how time slips away.
Seasons aren't the same without you here.
And I know you're up in Heaven, but I miss you anyway,
And I guess I'm doing fine, I've learned to take it day by day,
But I can't help but wonder, ever since you went away....

How are things at Home?
Is it all your heart dreamed it would be?
With more than simple faith that you believed
Is it bright and fair?
Does the sound of children fill the air?
And no one there is hurting, or afraid?
Oh, how much I wonder,
Wonder how are things at Home?

They say the mercy river flows beyond the shining sea,
Fashioned by the very hand of God.
And they say that death can never live inside the city walls,
Sorrow is a stranger, and no teardrop ever falls.
But more and more, my heart can't wait
To come to where you are.

How are things at Home?
Is it all your heart dreamed it would be?
With more than simple faith that you believed,
Is it bright and fair?
Does the sound of children fill the air?
No one there is hurting, or alone?
Oh how much I wonder;
Wonder how are things at Home.

Oh how much I wonder;
Wonder how are things at Home?

{janet paschal}

the memories of what we shared, always in our hearts...
your presence always with us

 

Mom & Nana ~ July 18, 1981

 


Nana & Baby Mandy

 


Nana, Mandy & Kimmy :)

 


Easter picture, 1992ish :)

Thursday, December 25, 2008

*welcome to our world*


Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting

Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home
Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence

Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born
So wrap our injured flesh around Yo
u
Breathe our air and walk our sod Rob our sin and make us holy

Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

- chris rice

Friday, October 24, 2008

must be october…



So this is how the story went
I met someone by accident
That blew me away
That blew me away

It was in the darkest of my days
When you took my sorrow and you took my pain
And buried them away, you buried them away

And I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face under the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
I'm sure you'll go one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away
And I can't spend my whole life hiding my heart away

I dropped you off at the train station
And put a kiss on top of your head
I watched you wave
I watched you wave
Then I went on home to my skyscrapers
Neon lights and waiting papers
That I call home
I call it home

And I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face under the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
I'm sure you'll go one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away
And I can't spend my whole life hiding my heart away

I woke up feeling heavy hearted
I'm going back to where I started
The morning rain
The morning rain
And you know I wish that you were here
But that same old road that brought me here
Is calling me home
Is calling me home

And I wish I could lay down beside you
When the day is done
And wake up to your face under the morning sun
But like everything I've ever known
I'm sure you'll go one day
So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away
And I can't spend my whole life hiding my heart away

*hiding my heart*
brandi carlile
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