#Dolores Keane

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in Irish History | 26 September:

In the Liturgical calendar, today is Feast day of St. Colman. 1289 – ‘All men of good will to the king’, both Irish and English, in Munster and Leinster are summoned to Buttevant in Leix (Queen’s County). A ten-day expedition which begins on this date, subdues and forces the local Irish into an uneasy peace. 881713 – Charles Lucas, physician, MP and political radical, is born in Ballingaddy,…

[imfreemdfks]

This could be the end of everything

[aesopsharpmybeloved]

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ABBEY ROAD—The 1969 epic album by The Beatles, Lynn Anderson, Johnny Appleseed, photographer/photojournalist (and my friend from the Davy Jones/Monkees orbit) Michael G. Bush, Carleen Carter, Craig Chaquico (good to have met you), Darby Crash (The Germs), Gal Costa, Donna Douglas, T.S. Eliot, one of my musical heroes Bryan Ferry, David Frizzell, another one of my musical heroes George Gershwin, Linda Hamilton, Dick Heckstall-Smith, Shannon Hoon (Blind Melon), Dolores Keane, Amanda Kearns, Julie London, Olivia Newton-John, OMD’s 1980 “Enola Gay” single, Ivan Pavlov, César Rosas (Los Lobos), Tracey Thorn, Stuart Tosh, the musical WEST SIDE STORY (premiered 1957), Serena Williams, and a great American singer-songwriter, entertainer, and NASCAR racing driver Marty Robbins. As one of the pioneers of “outlaw country music,” he released 500 recordings and 60 hit singles from the late 1940s into the 1980s. He’s best known for the western ballad “El Paso,” and I’m a fan of his interpretation of “Red River Valley.” I play both of those songs in assisted living homes, along with Marty’s “A White Sport Coat & A Pink Carnation”— https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qB0NM8JbYM

The lyrics portray a shattered young man who was stood up at the prom but, without saying, you know he’s going to bounce back. Marty got the visual for this song after passing a group of teenagers decked out for their high school prom. He zipped off this song in 20 minutes. His original 1957 track is premium country-pop trimmed with doo-wop and rockabilly. His creamy smooth voice owns the story, and his goal was to out-chart his earlier single “Singing the Blues,” which was eclipsed by a competing version by crooner Guy Mitchell. Ray Conniff arranged Mitchell’s international hit, and Marty insisted Ray run the session for his new song. Marty’s instincts were correct—it became his 3rd #1 hit, and it’s still on playlists and soundtracks (it’s also name-checked in Don McLean’s “American Pie”). It’s a fun vocal work-out. If you have prom photos you’d like to share (white sport coat optional), please post. Meanwhile, HB MR and thank you for your great singing and giving us so many songs.

#rocknroll #popmusic #rockabilly #doowop #countrymusic #martyrobbins #highschool #prom #whitesportcoat #pinkcarnation #guymitchell #rayconniff #mitchmiller #donmclean #americanpie #johnnyjblair #birthday #singeratlarge #birthday

[willowbilly]

Ten characters of ten fandoms, ten tags. Tagged by @georges-chambers!

Silna (AMC's The Terror 2018)

San (Princess Mononoke)

Leonard H. McCoy (Star Trek: TOS)

James Flint (Black Sails)

Marcus Keane (The Exorcist 2016-2017)

Dolores Haze (Nabokov's Lolita)

Will Graham (NBC's Hannibal)

Zuko (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Nausicaä (Miyazaki's Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind, manga and film)

Matt Murdock (Netflix's Daredevil)

Tagging @blue-bismuth, @caleblandrybones, @dogmotifz, @officious-sea-lawyer, @g0regay, @phantom-tastic, @fataldrum, @edwardashley, @antiela, and @edwardii! And bonus @kittensmctavish!

[alcnfr]

Mary Black, Emmylou Harris and Dolores Keane - Sonny (1991)

[myagami-2417]

Cada vez que te oculto lo que siento, me siento culpable al respecto, cómo si de un engaño se tratará. Tu has abierto tu corazón hacia mi, ¿porque no debería de hacer lo mismo hacia ti?

He reprimido tanto mis emociones y malestares qué ya es costumbre qué me den ataques de ansiedad por ello, y pese a que ya lo tomo como algo normal, no quiero seguir sintiendo me de está terrible forma.

No he cumplido con las expectativas de mis padres, pero en realidad eso no es lo que me preocupa, siempre son mis expectativas las qué son un martirio y causan gran dolor, cómo una daga en el corazón qué sé entierra cada vez más hasta que llegue al punto de no retorno y me mate en vida, será entonces que mis ojos se verán vacíos y comience a ser un cuerpo sin alma qué sólo se mueve por inercia como una marioneta.

Cada vez que pienso en lo que me pasa y que algunas veces las personas de mi entorno qué dicen quererme son las culpables, termino arrollando ese pensamiento abjudicando me totalmente la culpa, entonces es cuando me pregunto... ¿Me lo merezco?...

Desafortunadamente, aún si estoy pensando de manera errónea, mi respuesta siempre es si...

Al final todos tomamos decisiones, y quieran o no, si somos culpables de todo lo que nos sucede, puede que no lo provoquemos o hagamos, pero si lo permitimos, cuando no pones límites también es tu culpa, así que tienes que tomar el valor de controlar tu vida completamente, y es muy heroico adjudicar se toda la culpa, pero es sin dejarse derrumbar por ello.

No hay mal que dure 100 años, y todo tiene una solución, solamente hay que poner pausa, tomar un respiro, analizar la situación y decidir.

Perdoname por no contarte todo esto, pero quiero intentar salir primero por mi cuenta, ya qué la única persona con la que siempre podemos contar es con nosotros mismos, así que siempre hay que procurar lograrlo por nuestra propia mano, pero si ya lo intentaste demasiado, no está mal pedir ayuda.

Te amo

[false-pr0mise]

REFLEXIÓN

Perderás a alguien que amas y tu corazón se romperá en mil pedazos, la mala noticia es que nunca superaras la perdida del ser amado pero la buena es que vivirá por siempre en la huella que dejo en tu corazón. Es como tener una pierna rota que no sano del todo y todavía duele cuando hace frío aprendes a caminar con ella, así también no supero la pérdida del ser amado solo aprendo a vivir con ella, duelar es honrar por que es la forma natural en la que el amor le rinde atributo a lo que extraña El sueño y el amor van en conjunto, no puede tener sin el otro, por eso el duelo nunca termina, el duelo es el precio que pago por amar y aún así no quisiera amar ni un poco menos, es que el dolor del duelo no se compara con la dicha de haberte tenido en mi vida🕯️❤️‍🩹

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1953 – Birth of folk singer, Dolores Keane, in Sylane, Co Galway.

Dolores Keane was a founding member of the successful group De Dannan, and has since embarked on a very successful solo career, establishing herself as one of the most loved interpreters of Irish music. Keane was born in a small village called Sylane (near Tuam) in rural Co Galway. She was raised by her aunts Rita and Sarah Keane since the age of four, who are also well-known sean-nós singers.…

[fakecmpire]

a gentle kiss pressed on top of a band-aid. a cup of coffee left to go cold. the ghost of your breath on a crisp winter morning. a helping hand. an immaculate white coat. a simple crucifix on a thin silver chain. trying to be everything for everyone. making your parents proud. squeezing somebody’s hand. the drum of blood in your ears. sunlight filtering through a stained glass window. encouraging someone to lean on you. receiving benediction. being forever in need of just five more minutes. 

statistics.

full name:  christopher laurence ahn nickname(s):  he’ll accept chris, but he’s definitely more of a christopher name meaning:  bearer of christ age:  thirty-five date of birth:  january 3rd star sign:  capricorn place of birth:  seattle, washington current location:  grimrose, new hampshire gender:  cis-male pronouns:  he/him sexual orientation:  gay, but it’s complicated religion:  catholic, but it’s complicated occupation:  doctor at grimrose general practice family:  jae-won “jay” ahn (father), dolores ahn (mother) education level:  m.d from harvard medical school living arrangements:  a nice apartment on main street financial status:  comfortable spoken languages:  english, korean, spanish 

inspirations.

paul hill (midnight mass) marcus keane (the exorcist) louis de pointe du lac (interview with a vampire) james wilson (house m.d.) jane bennet (pride and prejudice) owen sharma (the haunting of bly manor) bruce banner (the incredible hulk)

biography. (internalised homophobia tw, catholic guilt tw)

Christopher was raised in a devoutly catholic household, and religion has pretty much shaped his entire life. He went to catholic school, did bible camp most summers, and attended church services with his parents at least once a week for the entirety of his childhood.

Growing up, he was very close with his mom and dad. It was just the three of them, and they were like the musketeers - there was a lot of love in the house, but that love became fraught as Christopher got older and started keeping secrets from them.

He couldn’t tell his parents about the terrifying things he felt; about his burgeoning crush on a boy in his class that nearly tore him in half with guilt and longing. It didn’t fit with the church’s teachings, and he wanted to be a good son - if that meant carving pieces of himself away to preserve that image, that’s what he would do.

It was practically a given that Christopher would be a doctor some day. Helping people was about the highest calling he could think of, and between his excellent grades and copious extra curriculars, he more than earned his place at Harvard. His parents were worried how their son would fair at a secular college so far from home, but they were proud of what their son had achieved, and trusted him to make good choices. 

He had a very active social life at college, but he never dated, insisting he was too busy to think about it. This was largely to protect himself, and to save him from outright lying to his parents when he came home for the holidays.

After working himself to the bone and finally completing his residency, Christopher was left to his own devices. Instead of returning to Washington as was expected, he opted to move out to New Haven, to a small town by the name of Grimrose. The town had need of a doctor, and on doing a little research into local history, he realised his mother had been born there - back when the place was called Mary’s Cove.

Having lived in Grimrose for a year now, he’s finally starting to feel a sense of something like home. He likes his neighbours, and is ever-friendly and helpful, but sometimes it feels as though there’s a sheet of glass separating him from everybody else. Nobody really knows him, not deep down, where it actually counts. He’s just a nice man, keeping everyone at arm’s length.

other things.

since moving to grimrose, christopher has started organising regular five-a-side soccer games, and can usually be found playing in the park every other sunday afternoon. he’s a midfielder, and supports chelsea football club.

he drives to the neighbouring town to attend church every sunday morning. 

he’s big on volunteer work, and rarely says ‘no’ if someone calls on him to donate his time. if there’s soup that needs ladling, a community garden that needs digging, or clothes that need sorting, you can count on christopher to be there.

he loves to cook, but can’t bake worth a damn. 

in an ideal universe, he’d have a dog - but he hasn’t got time to take care of one.

if he ever left general practice, he’d go into paediatrics. he loves kids, and keeps a selection of lollypops, stickers, and fun band-aids in his desk at work. one wall of his office is devoted to pictures his young patients have made him over the years.

like many doctors, he’s terrible at being sick. he simply refuses to slow down.

[justmythings-stuff]

🗣 Allegri in conferenza stampa: "Chiesa è tranquillo, non sarà convocato. Ha questo fastidio, oggi ha lavorato bene ma sotto soglia del dolore. Domani non sarà della partita e lavora per essere martedì a disposizione. Vlahovic è tornato bene, Milik sta meglio, Kean lo stesso, Di Maria sarà a disposizione. È importante averli tutti. Le sostituzioni saranno ancora più importanti perché andiamo verso il finale di stagione. Solo ad aprile abbiamo 9 partite".

Che significa sotto soglia del dolore?

Che se forza un po' sente fastidio?

[ucan-2magic]

Only a Woman's Heart

Song by Eleanor McEvoy

My heart is low, my heart is so low

As only a woman's heart can be

As only a woman's, as only a woman's

As only a woman's heart can know

The tears that drip from my bewildered eyes

Taste of bittersweet romance

You're still in my hopes, you're still on my mind

And even though I manage on my own

My heart is low, my heart is so low

As only a woman's heart can be

As only a woman's, as only a woman's

As only a woman's heart can know

When restless eyes reveal my troubled soul

And memories flood my weary heart

I mourn for my dreams, I mourn for my wasted love

And while I know that I'll survive alone

My heart is low, my heart is so low

As only a woman's heart can be

As only a woman's, as only a woman's

As only a woman's heart can know

My heart is low, yes, my heart is so low

As only a woman's heart can be

As only a woman's, as only a woman's

As only a woman's heart can know

My heart is low, my heart is so low

As only a woman's heart can be

As only a woman's, as only a woman's

As only a woman's heart can know

My heart is low, my heart is so low

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Eleanor Mcevoy

Eleanor McEvoy

Eleanor McEvoy. The song 'A Woman's Heart' spearheaded the discovery that Ireland had in its mist an array of talented female artists. An unsuspecting public found themselves listening on a daily basis to songs by Eleanor McEvoy, Dolores Keane, Mary Black, Sharon Shannon, Maura O'Connell and Francis Black .

The song tells of a woman's heartache and bewilderment after the break-up of a 'bittersweet romance'. She knows she will 'survive' and 'manage' on her own but her soul remains 'troubled' and 'memories flood' her 'weary heart' .

Eleanor McEvoy (born 22 January 1967) is an Irish singer-songwriter.[1] She composed the song "Only a Woman's Heart", title track of A Woman's Heart, the best-selling Irish album in Irish history .

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ABBEY ROAD—The 1969 epic album by The Beatles, Lynn Anderson, Johnny Appleseed, photographer/photojournalist (and my friend from the Davy Jones/Monkees orbit) Michael G. Bush, Carleen Carter, Craig Chaquico (good to have met you), Darby Crash (The Germs), Gal Costa, Donna Douglas, T.S. Eliot, one of my musical heroes Bryan Ferry, David Frizzell, another one of my musical heroes George Gershwin, Linda Hamilton, Dick Heckstall-Smith, Shannon Hoon (Blind Melon), Dolores Keane, Amanda Kearns, Julie London, Olivia Newton-John, OMD’s 1980 “Enola Gay” single, Ivan Pavlov, César Rosas (Los Lobos), Tracey Thorn, Stuart Tosh, the musical WEST SIDE STORY (premiered 1957), Serena Williams, and a great American singer-songwriter, entertainer, and NASCAR racing driver Marty Robbins. As one of the pioneers of “outlaw country music,” he released 500 recordings and 60 hit singles from the late 1940s into the 1980s. He’s best known for the western ballad “El Paso,” and I’m a fan of his interpretation of “Red River Valley.” I play both of those songs in assisted living homes, along with Marty’s “A White Sport Coat & A Pink Carnation”— https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qB0NM8JbYM

The lyrics portray a shattered young man who was stood up at the prom but, without saying, you know he’s going to bounce back. Marty got the visual for this song after passing a group of teenagers decked out for their high school prom. He zipped off this song in 20 minutes. His original 1957 track is premium country-pop trimmed with doo-wop and rockabilly. His creamy smooth voice owns the story, and his goal was to out-chart his earlier single “Singing the Blues,” which was eclipsed by a competing version by crooner Guy Mitchell. Ray Conniff arranged Mitchell’s international hit, and Marty insisted Ray run the session for his new song. Marty’s instincts were correct—it became his 3rd #1 hit, and it’s still on playlists and soundtracks (it’s also name-checked in Don McLean’s “American Pie”). It’s a fun vocal work-out. If you have prom photos you’d like to share (white sport coat optional), please post. Meanwhile, HB MR and thank you for your great singing and giving us so many songs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qB0NM8JbYM

#rocknroll #popmusic #rockabilly #doowop #countrymusic #martyrobbins #highschool #prom #whitesportcoat #pinkcarnation #guymitchell #rayconniff #mitchmiller #donmclean #americanpie #johnnyjblair #birthday #singeratlarge

[projectrevolutionff]

Sombras del Ayer: Chelsea I

Chelsea sintió serias dudas sobre si fue correcto aceptar la invitación a la boda; la idea de comida gratis pronto se agotó, dando paso al terrible baile de sentimientos encontrados, dolor de pies y bebés en su vientre moviéndose todo el tiempo. Para peor: era la boda de su ex mejor amigo, antiguo amante y otro hombre que le rompió el corazón. Pero ¿nerviosa de qué? Dennis ya no era de su preferencia y ni siquiera eran tan cercanos como en su día. No estaba enamorada ni tampoco podía verlo a la cara sin sentir un deje de desprecio. ¿Entonces? Posó la mano sobre su enorme tripa al tiempo en que el bebé A pataleó inquieto. Ethan condujo tranquilamente en la soleada tarde de sábado; salieron más temprano de lo habitual para asistir al mismo Club de Campo donde ellos se casaron, lugar que los novios eligieron. Miró al hombre de su vida. Su perfil se le antojó exquisito; lo vio tranquilo, apuesto y mascullando la letra de una canción. Keane sonó por los parlantes, al ritmo de “Your Eyes Open” y favorita del rubio. Pero nada la preparó para las palabras que le hizo en un semáforo, tomándole la zurda con amor y sin quitar la vista del camino. —Se que soy lindo, pero tampoco para que me observes tanto. ¿Está todo bien? Chelsea fingió modestia, pasándose la mano por la elegante coleta de cabello castaño. —¿No puedo admirar a mi Marco Antonio? —No, son quince dólares y el asiento de la ventana en el avión en el próximo viaje. —La hizo reír—. Tú estás inquieta, y quiero saber por qué. Chelsea se sorprendió, tosiendo un poco debido a un escozor en la garganta. Ethan soltó una risita cómplice. —Yo… No tengo puta idea, si te puedo ser honesta. ¿Será el ver a la novia? ¿Que algo malo pase? ¿Los niños? ¿Qué mi mamá los cuide? Eso sí que es terrorífico. La aceleración del coche empujó los cuerpos hacia los asientos, la canción terminó e inició algo más alegre en el repertorio. Un rayo de sol le dio directo a los ojos ámbar. —No estoy tan seguro de eso, por ese lado no va la cosa. Nada malo va a pasarnos a nosotros ni a los niños, y tu mamá no va a convertir a Meghan o Dylan en clones suyos. No voy a dejar que eso pase. —Un suave apretón en su mano le infundió ánimos—. ¿Quieres decirle al viejo Ethan que te pasa? —Realmente no lo sé, cielo —suspiró frustrada—. Mi sexto sentido me dice que algo va a pasar. Algo que me disgustará mucho, pero no se bien qué. ¿Estoy enloqueciendo? ¿O son las hormonas? En el aire quedó flotando la verdad oculta. Ethan desvió brevemente la mirada hacia ella, incitándola a continuar. —No, no estoy celosa ni triste de que se casen. Tu ya sabes eso: para mí lo mío con Dennis está muertísimo y apenas si mantenemos una relación. Por mí que vivan felices comiendo putas perdices, pero creo que me molesta la idea en sí del compromiso. En especial cuando me llegaron rumores… —Hablamos de eso y decidimos dejarlo correr —rememoró el rubio levantando el índice—. Está por casarse, las malas lenguas siempre corren más rápido. —¿Y si realmente es así? ¡Estamos hablando del mismísimo Dennis “me voy porque tengo miedo a comprometerme y quiero coger a cuanta persona encuentre” Atkins! —redobló ella—. Tiene veintisiete años, un futuro en la política, ¿y sigue comportándose así? Ethan meneó su diestra natural, rascándose la afeitada barbilla a continuación.

—Cariño: ya está. Si él hizo esas cosas, es su problema y va a tener que enfrentar las consecuencias cuando llegue el momento. —No es eso, Eth. Es que el maldito tarado la lastimará y no quiere aceptarlo. —Se adelantó un poco en el asiento y lo miró—. Yo estuve ahí, se lo que es que Dennis Atkins te ponga el cuerno una y mil veces. ¿Y ahora a Kelly? ¿Quién verdaderamente lo ama? —Chels, basta. Si él se quema con fuego, que se queme. Tu ya eres una hermosa mujer con una vida estable, un marido perfecto que te adora con la vida y unos hijos preciosos que te verán mañana en la mañana. —Chelsea resaltó el auto halago—. Soy divino y agradable, eso es indiscutible. Ahora: vamos a ir a esa boda, comeremos lo que nos den y nos iremos. ¿Feliz? —Si, mi “marido divino y agradable” a quien yo también amo con locura. Se entretuvieron cantando por un rato. De Keane pasaron a Coldplay, luego a Taylor Swift y finalmente a Franz Ferdinand. Arribaron al destino con tiempo de anticipación. La crema y nata de la política norteamericana se reunió, sumado a los amigos de toda la vida y familiares. Elegancia, perfumes importados al igual que excesiva falsedad: el paquete completo para una cuestionable celebracion. De la mano se hicieron presentes en la enorme terraza. El Club de Campo era un anexo al complejo principal, el Club de Golf de Washington DC, y era un precioso salón con enormes ventanales blancos hacia un complejo de tres niveles de terrazas. Cada una era separado por un puñado de escalones, finas decoraciones con agradables ornamentos; el tercer nivel era el lugar donde los invitados fueron conducidos, lindero al cuidado césped del campo de golf. El dúo pudo ver en la distancia el decorado nupcial: arco con forma de corazón y ornamentos florales, sillas plegables de blanca madera, tul y telas colgantes sobre las sillas, mecidas por la suave brisa de la tarde. Vaporoso, veraniego y con tintes románticos de película. Descendieron con calma hacia el sector de recepción; para desconcierto de la castaña un fuerte tirón la sorprendió en su lado izquierdo del abdomen. ¿Y eso? La pareja saludó s su grupo de años, ahora con dos nuevos integrantes: Sam con Andrew, Delaney junto a su novia Ally, Collin del brazo de Fawkes. El risueño equipo intercambió amorosos recuerdos entre abrazos y sonrisas de oreja a oreja. Todos elogiaron sus vestimentas formales, pero quien más aplausos se llevó fue la futura madre. Su vestido color azul profundo con escote corazón, mangas cortas y ceñido a su figura; la longitud fue correcta para un evento formal; zapatos de tacón cuña, de gamuza negra y boca de pez, con una fina hebilla ajustándolo al tobillo. Maquillaje suave y peinado de coleta con trenzas uniéndose en la cola de caballo. Ethan, fiel a la tradicional figura elegante masculina, vistió un pantalón negro con saco a juego, camisa blanca y moño negro. En las muñecas usó los gemelos que su suegro le regaló, un pañuelo en el bolsillo del pecho y un guante cubriendo su mano biónica. Zapatos color nuez de cuero, de punta redondeada y cordones a juego completaron su atuendo. Bebieron, comieron algunos aperitivos y saludaron a quienes se acercaron. La señora Atkins les dedicó unos cuantos minutos con mucho afecto y cariño, agradeciéndoles por estar presentes en la boda de su hijo. Les estrujó las mejillas (con más cuidado a las mujeres) y las vestimentas. Repentinamente se puso seria. —Se que todo está algo raro entre ustedes, pero les agradezco mucho que hayan venido. —Cruzó sus manos delante del fastuoso vestido gris con falda plisada—. A Dex y Kelly le hacía mucha ilusión tenerlos aquí en su día especial, y quería compartirlo sin importar que hayan tomado caminos separados. Chelsea enarcó una ceja, Ethan le pellizcó el muslo. Quizá no se llevaba tan bien con ella, pero con Delaney y Andrew seguía llevándose razonablemente bien. Trató de mantener rostro de póquer hasta que la emocionada madre se alejó. Se miraron entre todos, conteniendo las respiraciones al igual que los chismes.

[countrymusicandcher]

Other Voices too (a trip back to bountiful) by Nanci Griffith is forever a criminally underrated record, and here is why:

It features more artists of note than most any charity album ever could. Literally. All these artists appear on one record, many on the same songs:

Odette

Ian Tyson

Guy & Susanne Clark

Jean Ritchie

Emmylou Harris (And Meghan Ahern)

Richard Thompson

Lucinda Willams

Rodney Crowell

Gillian Welch

Carolyn Hester

Dolores Keane

Tom Russel

Lyle Lovett

Steve Earle

Harlan Howard

John Prine

Jerry Jeff Walker

Sharon Shannon

And these are just the ones I consider large and well recognized. The record feature at least a doussin more like Rosalie Sorrels, The Kennedys, Julie Gold, Lucy Kaplinsky, Eric Taylor etc. This album is a miracle of artist collaborations and it sounds so great. Just...if you haven't heard it before give it a chance!