#florence foster jenkins sings

[onelungmcclung]

- Should I sing? - No.

[sohannabarberaesque]

And we all know Huckleberry Hound has an awful singing voice ... perhaps the most awful this side of Alessandro Moreschi. Florence Foster Jenkins, even!

[limestoner]

Threw up on my way to the car after work because the 88°F/31°C. Ultra pleasant. I tried to stop barfing just long enough to get into car and fringe home but like a video from Let’s Game It Out, my nausea would go down but it kept coming back.

So I’m doing little barfs in the grass by the cars and trying to hide it but fortunately it’s there aren’t many people on that side of the building area. Barfing my way along.

MADE IT TO THE CAR! I can sit in glorious air conditioning z . Improving but now from the bowels of hell I feel an MPP [massive projectile puke] coming on. I turn to open the door and get out of the car.

And it’s my BOSS’S BOSS. Walking her dog. I tried to make myself look pleasant in case she saw me because of she noticed me she would know who I am. I don’t think she saw me. She bundled up doggo into the car and drove away soon. I thought I had done well holding it in but I got out of the car, stood up, and immediately emitted a waterfall of chyme confetti. I wanted to find a better pun but:

That’s not what I meant! Anyway, I pivoted 90° and fell forwards into the grass, hidden by my car and hurled and spewed. Everything was fine I was nearing the end of the heaving when I hear a voice — one of our new people saw me and asked if I needed anything or if she could help.

I hope I looked sort of passable as I turns to her and I said, “No, no thanks you. I’m almost done here.” Almost done here? Seriously, WTF. She offered again and to stay with me but I held myself together to thank her again for being so nice but that I would be okay. She left, I did one last hurlah and was fine, drove home, and was finer after a shower, a food, and a lot of water.

I’m so glad that I work at a place that understands me. Not everyone can say that. But I still don’t want to barf on the boss’s boss’s dog or be known as a parking lot barber. I mean parking lot barfer. Puking lot.

Abrupt topic change because I didn’t want to deal with selecting and copying and making a new one.

Soundtracks of head music I made up as a kid:

Anemia the Horrible

Oh horrible cysts on my eyes

For constant waves of pain

For purple bruises on my knee

I’m walking with a cane!

Anemia Anemia

I skinned my other knee

I’m really beat with broken feet

And it burns when I pee

Hallway Chant

OoooooOOuuuuuu… etc. like the chanting in the beginning of this short film that is embedded so deep in my childhood that it’s like this movie was an historical event. I would hum it while walking in places like hallways and paths that have numbers on the doors or walls. Watching the numbers go up or down and my voice going up and down. Soothing. Like drifting along with numbers in space.

Florence Foster Jenkins

The sheaf song I mean head song no no I rhymed some words and cobbled them together over a tune I got somewhere. In this case, that kid jump rope playground tune.

Florence Foster Jenkins fell down the stairs

Florence Foster Jenkins’ head needs repairs

Her mama came home and gave her some spankin’s

How many whacks for Florence Foster Jenkins?

Etc. and maybe you whack the ground hard with the jump rope. Actually, no you don’t becsusr DO NOT gleefully count child abuse. But if you want to look at it like the Cinderella one and I think there’s another one that’s not so nice. So where do you draw the line. Where you draw the line. My line is I love the singer, hate the sin. The singer isn’t just me. It’s anyone who feels pure joy from it.

Lines and sings

Signs and rings

Spines and leads

Loons and sheds

Her husband brought some flowers.

Also, learn about Florence Foster Jenkins. Interesting story. It has been a long time since I heard one of her songs. I am not good with music. I don’t understand how it works. I barely get it enough to be able to have preferences. But. I can tell that something is amiss.

I need to stop this before

[tetcny]

Lara Trump's "singing " has some people saying maybe

Florence Foster Jenkins wasn't that bad.

#LaraTrump

[ulkaralakbarova]

The story of Florence Foster Jenkins, a New York heiress, who dreamed of becoming an opera singer, despite having a terrible singing voice. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Florence Foster Jenkins: Meryl Streep St. Clair Bayfield: Hugh Grant Cosmé McMoon: Simon Helberg Kathleen Weatherley: Rebecca Ferguson Agnes Stark: Nina Arianda Phineas Stark: Stanley Townsend John Totten: Allan Corduner Earl Wilson: Christian McKay Carlo Edwards: David Haig Dr. Hermann: John Sessions Kitty: Brid Brennan Arturo Toscanini: John Kavanagh Mrs Vanderbilt: Pat Starr Mrs. James O’Flaherty: Maggie Steed Mrs Oscar Garmunder: Thelma Barlow Mrs EE Patterson: Liza Ross Baroness Le Feyre: Paola Dionisotti Mrs Patsy Snow: Rhoda Lewis Lily Pons: Aida Garifullina Augustus Corbin: David Mills Carlton Smith: David Menkin Cpl. Jones: Sid Phoenix Pvt. Smith: Tunji Kasim Orlando Adams: Carl Davis Microphone Engineer: Lloyd Hutchinson Elevator Operator: Richard Kilgour Ernest Ziegler: Jonathan Plowright Donaghy: Josh O’Connor Tallulah Bankhead: Nat Luurtsema Colonel: Ewan Stewart Gino: Cameron Cuffe News Vendor: John Guerrasio Edgar Booth Cunningham Jr: Elliot Levey Clifford B. Thornton III: Danny Mahoney Cole Porter: Mark Arnold Film Crew: Writer: Stephen Frears Director of Photography: Danny Cohen Screenplay: Nicholas Martin Producer: Michael Kuhn Producer: Tracey Seaward Editor: Valerio Bonelli Casting: Kathleen Chopin Casting: Leo Davis Casting: Lissy Holm Art Direction: Gareth Cousins Art Direction: Christopher Wyatt Production Design: Alan MacDonald Costume Design: Consolata Boyle Supervising Art Director: Patrick Rolfe Script Supervisor: Sue Hills Music Director: Terry Davies Music Editor: Stuart Morton Music Supervisor: Karen Elliott Assistant Costume Designer: Rosie Grant Costume Supervisor: Marion Weise Camera Operator: Iain Mackay Gaffer: Paul McGeachan Camera Operator: Lucy Bristow First Assistant Camera: Andrew Banwell First Assistant Camera: Iain Struthers Additional Camera: Jason Ewart Special Effects Supervisor: Manex Efrem Visual Effects Coordinator: Jenny King Visual Effects Producer: Noga Alon Stein Visual Effects Supervisor: Adam Gascoyne Visual Effects Editor: Edd Gamlin Sound Effects Editor: Phil Lee Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Dafydd Archard Sound Re-Recording Mixer: Mike Dowson Supervising Sound Editor: Becki Ponting Supervising Sound Editor: Ian Wilson Makeup Artist: J. Roy Helland Hairstylist: Anita Burger Hairstylist: Andrea Cracknell Hairstylist: Beverley Binda Makeup Designer: Daniel Phillips Makeup Artist: Karen Cohen Makeup Artist: Tahira Herold Wigmaker: Ray Marston Digital Intermediate: Rob Farris Digital Intermediate: Patrick Malone Digital Intermediate: Gemma McKeon First Assistant Editor: Karenjit Sahota Stunt Coordinator: Eunice Huthart Stunt Coordinator: Jo McLaren Assistant Art Director: Aoife Warren Original Music Composer: Alexandre Desplat Foley Artist: Andrea King Conceptual Design: Elo Soode Carpenter: Josh Wood Movie Reviews: Reno: **Nothing is greater than to have a supportive life partner by side.** I follow closely what films are announced and what are getting released. Sometimes its common that some films comes out without my knowledge, particularly non-Hollywood English language films. This British film was about a wealthy couple from the New York, especially the husband who tries his best to fulfill his seriously ill wife’s dream to be an opera singer. The problem is she’s not any good. Not just him, but everybody who is close to them and once laughed at her, try to understand them and give their support. But not all the occasion seems to remain the same. So on one such a big event, the disaster strikes and how it affects the couple is the rest of the tale to disclose. A very surprising film. I thought it was just a comedy like it brings small smiles on our face, but I laughed out loud on many occasions. This is definitely a right time, because I felt like it was a music and cinematic version of the American presidential candidate Don Trump. Yep, there not much difference, but still this ...

[willstafford]

Glory Be!

GLORIOUS! Bear Pit Theatre, Stratford upon Avon, Monday 17th June 2024 N.B. I attended a preview performance prior to opening night. Based on the life of American eccentric, Florence Foster Jenkins, Peter Quilter’s play is never short of amusing, often hilarious and ultimately touching.  Director Phil Beeson handles the humour well.  The ‘singing’ scenes are especially well done, with as much…

[howardhawkshollywoodannex]

Meryl Streep did all her own singing as Florence Foster Jenkins (2016) and Simon Helberg did all his own piano playing. This is Meryl's 19th of 20 Oscar nominations.

[alpacinogirlfriendofficial]

speaking of that I saw a tweet that was saying how taylor swift wouldn't have been so popular if her music was better or if she could sing and dance and one of her fans was like um her success literally proves her music is good like you guys are just ignoring how popular she is and you must be good to be so popular. have you ever seen florence foster jenkins. have you heard of JLo.

[coralsgrimes]

He’s definitely trying to appeal to a younger audience by being self-deprecating and blasé lol Is it gonna be sustainable long-term? It really depends on the social weather that tends to swing like a pendulum. As far as I’ve seen, the girlies are eating it up, but that’s mostly his fans that pay to go see him have a constipation fit on stage so of course they’re live-laugh-loving it. The thing is is that it’s very easy for a silly little video to leave the targeted demographic and end up in places you didn’t want it to be. I guess time will tell if Ben will be able to navigate the cesspool that is TikTok or if he’ll be sent running to the hills lol

The second option, I chose the option that ends the cringe x.x

Like last year this time most popular Benny tagged tiktok was outright calling him racist soooooo yeeeesh the moods deff depend on the weather lol he was running away from twitter cuz they turned from big supporters into worst nightmare. He was not on tiktok then so he probably only has close to no idea about that xd

THO!! Maybe he gonna become the florence foster jenkins of tiktok after he starts pushing his live singing vids lol that would be funny as hell xd

[judeharoldvich]

i love you antonio 'patron saint of mediocrities' salieri i love you florence 'people may say i can't sing but they can never say i didn't sing' foster jenkins i love you stories about people who gave everything they had to art but never achieved the brilliance and perfection they aspired to i love you characters who embody the human desire to create and perform and be seen and revered and adored despite their lack of genius or skill i love you act of creation i love you mortifying ordeal of being known

[sohannabarberaesque]

Magilla Gorilla headcannon

Picturing Mr. Peebles using the recordings of Florence Foster Jenkins (perhaps the single worst-sounding vocalist ever) and Alessandro Moreschi (the last of the somewhat legendary Castrati and the only such to have his singing voice recorded) to train canaries in the art of trilling at his pet shop while his beloved(?) gorilla Magilla is on customer loan.

[secondbeatsongs]

I really think that, similar to how looking at advertising and influencers and such for too long can be bad for your own self-image, listening only to professionally-recorded and produced songs can change how you view music as a whole, and that’s dangerous

guess what! you can sing! and I don’t mean like, “just try, I’m sure you’ll sound fine! :)” no, I mean that as a human being, as a creature on this earth, you can and should vibrate your vocal cords to make a variety of sounds, in whatever way makes you happy, no matter what the fuck it sounds like to anybody else

hey! nobody actually has a perfect voice! nobody sings the correct notes 100% of the time! almost every musical artist uses some form of pitch correction these days! and that’s okay, for the most part!

but if you can, please listen to people sing, just random average people. find some friends and sit in a circle and sing your favorite camp songs. tell bad jokes, and laugh together, and take turns singing whatever is in your soul! fuck, just start singing bohemian rhapsody somewhere, or piano man, and listen to everyone when they join in, and hear how different their voices all sound

music and singing aren’t just for people who can do it well enough to make money from it! you should sing whenever you have the chance, because you’re alive, and because you can, and you don’t need any better reason than that!

and before anyone jumps in with, “pfft, if you heard my voice, you wouldn’t want me to sing-” I’ve just got to say, like. listen.

listen.

I love music. you know I do; I run a music blog (well, insomuch as anything I make can be called “music”) and I listen to music all the time

but the best music I’ve ever heard in my entire goddamn life has come from regular people, not professional singers. people whose voices crack and who sometimes can’t hold a tune to save their lives, but who sing because they want to, because they know that music doesn’t belong just to people who can “make it” in the entertainment industry - it belongs to everybody.

that means you, too

and no matter if you’re bad at it - or if you think you’re bad at it - if you want to sing, you can! and if you want to listen to other people sing, you can find a way to do that, too

that’s all

[gifcomcheirinho]

harmoniously out of tune

[philosobaby]

Florence Foster Jenkins

[loamly]

please watch at least the first 30 seconds of this

[the-fault-in-our-woodwinds]

Me as an opera singer😂