Sing a Song

Last night we attended a Celtic Woman concert with my family. My sister's birthday is this week so we went to celebrate.

For those of you who don't know about them, Celtic Woman is an Irish singing group. Actually, it's not really just a "singing" group. The band is as enjoyable to listen to as the women are and they have a solo violinist who is truly incredible both to watch and to listen to.

Something I was struck by- besides the music- was the amount of people who carried cell phones in and took videos and photos- even though there were signs everywhere prohibiting photography of any kind and it was mentioned before the show began.

The most cell phones I counted was during the song, Danny Boy. This made sense to me. Danny Boy is one of the most famous Irish songs- at least in the states. I counted nine little screens in the crowd during the song.

What did not make sense was the amount of phones on during Amazing Grace. Zero. They had a world renowned bagpipe player with them and it was much more complex and coordinated than Danny Boy was. Don't get me wrong, both songs were absolutely gorgeous, but of the two, Amazing Grace would have been the one to record in my opinion. It better showcased just about every aspect that makes the group such a joy to listen to.

But neither song was my personal favorite of the night. That honor (such as it is) goes to one that has been around for several years, but I had not heard before called Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears. I love history and I adore music. This had the best features of both added to an almost romantic background. It doesn't portray anything as "This is good and that was bad". It gives you a much deeper feeling and leaves you bittersweet, not hating wither the place you came from, nor the place you are in now, but knowing that neither place is what you truly want forever.

God bless and see you soon,

Joelle