I probably use the term 'fan-girl' too loosely. In actual fact, I'm a fan-girl of few things, but when I fan-girl I properly FAN-GIRL. AND I'M NOT ASHAMED TO SAY IT! Among my obsessions, as you can probably tell from my blog, are The (Ever-Lovely, Totally Awesome, Proud To Be A Toner) Overtones, The (Twistin'-N-Shoutin') Beatles, Bobby (I Dazzle You With That Footwork) Darin and Alfred (The Master Of Suspense) Hitchcock. I have no idea why I just put those little...I don't even know what they are...in the middle of my obsessions...it's probably because I'm completely Abby Normal (thank you for reminding me of that, Rosie!)...it's probably not.
THE OVERTONES!
THE BEATLES!
BOBBY!
ALFIE HITCH!
(There are more wee obsessions of mine, but I cannot think of them at this particular moment of time.)
But I feel a new passion a-brewin'...and it cannot be stopped...it's rushing through my veins...I sing her songs everywhere I go...and I don't even know what half the words mean...my new object-of-fangirling is...EDITH PIAF!
I need that mic in my life
Even just writing this post I'm singing 'Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien' under my breath, attempted vibrato and all! IT'S ADDICTIVE! Okay, so maybe I'm just making the sounds she's making most of the time (I'm not fluent in French...YET!), but I find her music so beautifully romantic and powerful. Maybe it's the language, maybe it's the music, maybe it's Edith's unique voice...I don't know, but whatever it is, it has completely got me hooked.
