Loading the new CD case scared me
I live with mood disorders among my family members. Mood swings like you wouldn't believe. Child is coloring nicely--wait... DUCK! He just chucked a shoe at my head. You put the clutch in, shift, and keep going.
What does this have to do with my CD's? Maybe it's because I am, in fact, a teacher and perpetual student of music; maybe I'm overdue for a meds check my own self. Even I find my choices odd. The favorites that I carry with me from car to car are a little, well, bipolar.
Here's the list:
Swingle Singers--Jazz Sebastian Bach
Celtic Woman
Raffi--Singable Songs for the Very Young
Mozart--Mass in C minor
Ladies of Song (cheap Wal-Mart compilation)
Cecilia Bartoli--The Salieri Album
Jazz for When You're Alone (cheap Wal-Mart compilation)
Lionel Richie--Greatest Hits
Kiss Me, Kate Soundtrack
Barbara Bonney--Sallie Chisum Remembers Billy the Kid
Ute Lemper Sings Kurt Weill
Seussical the musical
Gladys Knight--One Voice
Il Divo
East Village Opera Company
Chris Botti--When I Fall in Love
Chris Botti--A Thousand Kisses Deep
Essential Billy Joel
Billy Joel--Fantasies and Delusions
Emmylou Harris--Heartaches and Highways
Classical Music For People Who Hate Classical Music
Judy Collins--Classic Folk
The Mamas and the Papas--California Dreamin'
Indigo Girls--Retrospective
U2--War
Natalie Merchant--The House Carpenter's Daughter
Frank Sinatra--Gold
The Real Group
Radio Disney Jams 8
And the Complete works of Gaelic Storm
You can tell me straight. Is this a cry for help?
BTW What's in your CD wallet?