The weekend after the end of Spring Break, USAC took us on a (free) day trip to Javea and Altea, as well as Cabo de San Juan, where there is a great viewpoint after a short hike.
In Javea, there is a very pretty church, and I wanted to shoot something in front of it. Due to how the restaurants near it were set up, as well as a lack of places to sit (Mike doesn't have a guitar strap so he can't stand and play), I had Mike sit on a road blocker. Although it is hard to see, the church is in the background.
Mike and I discussed before this what song he should play, and how it would have to fit the church theme. He mentioned Stairway to Heaven, and I thought it would be brilliant.
Enjoy.
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Saturday, May 8, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
This fire is outta control, we gonna burn this city! Burn this city!
My trip to Valencia with Sarah and Carly during the weekend of March 19th for Las Fallas is documented in this video:
Notice the song and lyrics: "We're gonna burn this whole city down!"
Like I said, these people are CRAZY. The city could catch on fire any minute, as shown by the raging flames. How this never actually happens, I don't know.
Notice the song and lyrics: "We're gonna burn this whole city down!"
Like I said, these people are CRAZY. The city could catch on fire any minute, as shown by the raging flames. How this never actually happens, I don't know.
Monday, March 22, 2010
As a distinguished singing legend, this voice thing could prove to be an issue
This past weekend I went to Valencia with Sarah and Carly. I have been sick for over a week now, but if you want to call that sick, you probably could say I have been a constant sick since I got to Spain.
But starting last weekend, my throat really hurt, so I went to the doctor and he prescribed me some antihistamines and ibuprofen. I was only to take them for 5 days or so.
Randomly on Friday, my throat hurt and I decided to rest it by whispering to my friends for the rest of the night, or using sign language. That provided at least some entertainment.
On Saturday morning, Sarah nudged me to wake up in the hostel, whispering good morning. After Carly came back from washing her face and we were whispering in our room, Sarah pointed out that there was no need to whisper; we were all awake. Yet, I realized that had I tried to speak normally, it came out as cracks and gurgles beyond recognition.
I whisper-gurgled through the afternoon and evening, when I just flat-out attempted to talk. I forced myself to formulate words and sentences with the crackling soundbox I called a voice. Saturday my throat didn't hurt at all, only my confidence in speaking did.
After chatting with a couple cool Manchester blokes that night, my voice warmed up a bit and heavily improved from the morning. No longer was my laugh a hissing gasping noise, but there were actual inflections at the "HAs."
Sunday my voice was back but raspy. When I got home that evening, my host parents noticed immediately and said that I just sounded more Spanish. It's true, the young chicas over here all have raspy smoke voices.
This morning it really was no different. The pitch in my voice is very different, more in the lower range. Usually it is in a low range to begin with, but it's even lower, since I am unable to make my "omg that child is adorable" squealing noise when I see a stroller, since it comes out as a screeching hiss that could deter any and every parent from allowing me near their kin.
Tomorrow or wednesday I will record my radio program, and I am sure it will sound JUST LOVELY. If it hasn't changed, I will have a radio recording of my "spanish voice" for me to cherish the rest of my life.
As a way to un-swell my vocal chords, I have been trying to hum songs, usually to no avail. Right now no one is home and I just try to cough or scream, and a raspy HHHHHHH noise comes out.
Since I know my singing voice is probably in the terrible to horrible range when I have all of my pitch, imagine how it must be now. Even slow, jazzy songs like "Old Fashioned Morphine" that require little to no singing effort on my part (when I sing to myself around the house) have become like Christina Aguilera songs now.
I can't even hit the note of the "sister don't get worried" lyric without it coming out as a screeching HHHH. So sad.
I hope this doesn't last forever.
But starting last weekend, my throat really hurt, so I went to the doctor and he prescribed me some antihistamines and ibuprofen. I was only to take them for 5 days or so.
Randomly on Friday, my throat hurt and I decided to rest it by whispering to my friends for the rest of the night, or using sign language. That provided at least some entertainment.
On Saturday morning, Sarah nudged me to wake up in the hostel, whispering good morning. After Carly came back from washing her face and we were whispering in our room, Sarah pointed out that there was no need to whisper; we were all awake. Yet, I realized that had I tried to speak normally, it came out as cracks and gurgles beyond recognition.
I whisper-gurgled through the afternoon and evening, when I just flat-out attempted to talk. I forced myself to formulate words and sentences with the crackling soundbox I called a voice. Saturday my throat didn't hurt at all, only my confidence in speaking did.
After chatting with a couple cool Manchester blokes that night, my voice warmed up a bit and heavily improved from the morning. No longer was my laugh a hissing gasping noise, but there were actual inflections at the "HAs."
Sunday my voice was back but raspy. When I got home that evening, my host parents noticed immediately and said that I just sounded more Spanish. It's true, the young chicas over here all have raspy smoke voices.
This morning it really was no different. The pitch in my voice is very different, more in the lower range. Usually it is in a low range to begin with, but it's even lower, since I am unable to make my "omg that child is adorable" squealing noise when I see a stroller, since it comes out as a screeching hiss that could deter any and every parent from allowing me near their kin.
Tomorrow or wednesday I will record my radio program, and I am sure it will sound JUST LOVELY. If it hasn't changed, I will have a radio recording of my "spanish voice" for me to cherish the rest of my life.
As a way to un-swell my vocal chords, I have been trying to hum songs, usually to no avail. Right now no one is home and I just try to cough or scream, and a raspy HHHHHHH noise comes out.
Since I know my singing voice is probably in the terrible to horrible range when I have all of my pitch, imagine how it must be now. Even slow, jazzy songs like "Old Fashioned Morphine" that require little to no singing effort on my part (when I sing to myself around the house) have become like Christina Aguilera songs now.
I can't even hit the note of the "sister don't get worried" lyric without it coming out as a screeching HHHH. So sad.
I hope this doesn't last forever.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Return to San Sebastian!
This past weekend I went on a last-minute bus ride up to my old home from last year, San Sebastian. 11 hours later, we arrived in beautiful weather in the Basque Country.
I just posted pictures with captions. I only have my pictures so far, and not Carly's, which means Carly is in most of them. I am in Carly's photos. It just works out that way.
When Carly gets to upload hers, I will put them up and let you know.
Have a look!
Click the link below:
http://bit.ly/bnwbU6
I just posted pictures with captions. I only have my pictures so far, and not Carly's, which means Carly is in most of them. I am in Carly's photos. It just works out that way.
When Carly gets to upload hers, I will put them up and let you know.
Have a look!
Click the link below:
http://bit.ly/bnwbU6
Monday, March 8, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
Granada pics have captions now!
I am not sure if you already checked out the link I posted for my Granada pics
(here: http://picasaweb.google.com/108023025018790851796/GranadaWithUSAC# )
But if you did, check it again because I put up captions. The album is now complete!
(here: http://picasaweb.google.com/108023025018790851796/GranadaWithUSAC# )
But if you did, check it again because I put up captions. The album is now complete!
Calpe Update with Pictures (with captions!)
As I mentioned before, we went to Calp for the day.
I think it is written "Calp" but pronounced "Calp-ay" so sometimes I write it with an E.
Drew, my friend, organized a trip for us to go there, and it was about 10 euro round trip to get there. We had a brief stop at the beach, then we climbed up the mountain for most of the time. It was super cool, with these ropes that helped you around "rough" areas. When we got to the top, there were 2 cats living off of human food, as well as a bajillion seagulls that came within feet of our heads. The view was gorgeous. We ate our bagged lunches when we got to the top, much to the jealousy of those cats.
When we got down, we stopped at a cafe just because, then caught a bus ride to the tram. We were cutting it close, b/c the tram left only every hour, so we caught the bus and literally got to the tram station 2 minutes before it arrived, around 8pm. We got on the tram home and witnessed a dancing, screaming/singing drunk spanish woman, which was entertaining for about 5 minutes, then annoying for the rest. Overall, it was a successful trip.
Check out this link to see pictures!
http://picasaweb.google.com/108023025018790851796/Calpe#
Let me know if it doesn't work...
I think it is written "Calp" but pronounced "Calp-ay" so sometimes I write it with an E.
Drew, my friend, organized a trip for us to go there, and it was about 10 euro round trip to get there. We had a brief stop at the beach, then we climbed up the mountain for most of the time. It was super cool, with these ropes that helped you around "rough" areas. When we got to the top, there were 2 cats living off of human food, as well as a bajillion seagulls that came within feet of our heads. The view was gorgeous. We ate our bagged lunches when we got to the top, much to the jealousy of those cats.
When we got down, we stopped at a cafe just because, then caught a bus ride to the tram. We were cutting it close, b/c the tram left only every hour, so we caught the bus and literally got to the tram station 2 minutes before it arrived, around 8pm. We got on the tram home and witnessed a dancing, screaming/singing drunk spanish woman, which was entertaining for about 5 minutes, then annoying for the rest. Overall, it was a successful trip.
Check out this link to see pictures!
http://picasaweb.google.com/108023025018790851796/Calpe#
Let me know if it doesn't work...
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