Thought one: I am currently on vacation (read: catch up on crap I need to do week) and listening to the soundtrack from Star Wars: The Empire Strikes back as I stare at the pile of Christmas gifts I must wrap.
I will always associate this masterpiece of of
signature aural artwork with Christmas. I enjoy many soundtracks and film scores. For instance I am a huge Morricone fan. But John Williams...one of the greatest composers in the history of the world. Bach, Beethoven, Rachmaninoff...they have
nothing on Williams in my opinion. It is a soaring, gossamer, understated and bold work all at once. I was born in '71 and I had the great fortune to have experienced the original Star Wars films from the age of six. I can still recall seeing Star Wars for the first time, at a drive in, opening week. I actually live close to that former Drive in, and the screen I saw it on still stands. The experience has been branded into my brain and as an adult, I recognize that it is because of the delicate and insistent score. Delightful. Memories of an AT-AT under the Christmas tree or a hard to find action figure my Father scoured the stores for almost transport me to that time.
Thought two: Dark and stormy? Step outside the standard Gosling's arena for this drink. Try Sailor Jerry spiced rum and Saranac Ginger beer. Good gravy, 'tis sublime.
PS.
Yes. I am drunk. Go me.
