Rob-world

My life sometimes seems like an ADELE song: plenty of high notes, low notes that are rich and dark; and a soupçon of drama.

I read a great review of his then new album, “BARRY MANILOW LIVE” in THE CHARLESTON DAILY MAIL, our local evening newspaper. I was 15, and hurried home to listen to  the record/LP on my dad’s Realistic (Radiol Shack) stereo, with his headphones, so I could listen to it LOUD. My life forever changed. I never knew art could move you before then. I never looked back; from then on, I recognized that all art, carried in it the capability to move you, emotionally. I can’t understate what a huge revelation this was to me. My life was forever changed.

I of course downloaded and installed it. The only trouble I have so far is I can’t seem to access my usual porn sites. And, because of my reticence over my speech dysarthria, I’ve yet to make Suri my friend; and it’s a HUGE part of the new OS. And because of my memory shortcomings, I’m having password troubles, but THAT was predictable, at least. I bought. YENTL Friday, and it reminded me of Julia Moscatello, and a simpler time in my life.