"Autobiographies of great nations are written in three manuscripts – a book of deeds, a book of words, and a book of art. Of the three, I would choose the latter as truest testimony." - Sir Kenneth Smith, Great Civilisations

"I must write each day without fail, not so much for the success of the work, as in order not to get out of my routine." - Leo Tolstoy

I have never believed that one should wait until one is inspired because I think the pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them you will never write again. - John Updike

"The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it." - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations." - Lawrence Ferlinghetti


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Tuesday, May 21, 2024

Disney's "Remember Me" from the Movie, "CoCo"




COCO 2 – Tráiler oficial (2024)
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CoCo Official Final Trailer
by Pixar

Despite his family's generations-old ban on music, young Miguel dreams of becoming an accomplished musician like his idol Ernesto de la Cruz. Desperate to prove his talent, Miguel finds himself in the stunning and colorful Land of the Dead. After meeting a charming trickster named Héctor, the two new friends embark on an extraordinary journey to unlock the real story behind Miguel's family history.

Remember Me
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The Disney/Pixar animated film Coco celebrates Mexican culture and specifically the tradition of Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead). This is not a somber occasion. Rather it is a day to celebrate, to remember, and to honor those who are no longer with us in the physical world. Academy Award-winning composers Robert Lopez and his wife Kristen Anderson Lopez (Frozen) have written a beautiful ballad that offers peace and assurance to those left behind.


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Lyrics: Remember Me


[Chorus: Miguel]

Remember me, though I have to say goodbye

Remember me; don't let it make you cry

For even if I'm far away, I hold you in my heart

I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart

Remember me, though I have to travel far

Remember me, each time you hear a sad guitar

Know that I'm with you the only way that I can be

Until you're in my arms again, remember me


[Post-Chorus: Natalia Lafourcade & Miguel]

Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir

Recuérdame

Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir


[Chorus: Natalia Lafourcade]

Recuérdame, si en tu mente vivo estoy

Recuérdame, mis sueños yo te doy

Te llevo en mi corazón y te acompañaré

Unidos en nuestra canción, contigo ahí estaré

Recuérdame, si sola crees estar

Recuérdame, y mi cantar te irá a abrazar

Aún en la distancia nunca vayas a olvidar

Que yo contigo siempre voy, recuérdame


[Post-Chorus: Miguel]

If you close your eyes and let the music play

Keep our love alive, I'll never fade away

If you close your eyes and let the music play

Keep our love alive, I'll never fade away

If you close your eyes and let the music play

Keep our love alive, I'll never fade away


[Chorus: Miguel]

Remember me, for I will soon be gone

Remember me, and let the love we have live on

And know that I'm with you the only way that I can be

So, until you're in my arms again, remember me


[Outro: Natalia Lafourcade & Miguel]

Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir

Remember me

Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir

Remember me



Kelly Clarkson Covers 'Remember Me'
From 'Coco' | Kellyoke

The Kelly Clarkson Show: Apr 18, 2024 #KellyClarksonShow #Coco. In the latest Kellyoke, Kelly Clarkson and My Band "Y'all" perform a cover of the Academy Award-winning song "Remember Me" from the Pixar film "Coco."


Kelly Clarkson Fans Declare the Singer a "National Treasure"
After Powerful Disney Cover

by Adrianna Freedman

Kelly Clarkson Fans Declare the Singer a "National Treasure"
After Powerful Disney Cover


Kelly Clarkson is memorable for a plethora of reasons, and one that always leaves people moved is the ability to evoke emotion from any song she sings.

The Grammy Award winner showed off her incredible vocal skills during an April 18 taping of The Kelly Clarkson Show, where she's well-known for performing musical covers in her "Kellyoke" segment. While she's sung covers made famous in movies in the past, this time she nodded to the world of Disney with a rendition of "Remember Me" from the Pixar animated film Coco (which won Best Original Song at the 2018 Academy Awards).

As the American Idol alum donned a simple black dress, Kelly shocked viewers by not only slowing down the tempo of the song, but singing in both Spanish and English. What's more, the show's social team went on X (formerly known as Twitter) and let everyone know Kelly's not a singer to forget any time soon.

"Remember Me 🎶," read the official caption.

When fans of the former The Voice coach caught wind of her powerful "Kellyoke" cover, they took to the comments to share how impactful the performance was for them.

"Kelly Clarkson, a national treasure," one person declared on X. "Really got the chills on that one. Beautiful!!" another wrote. "Good god that voice," a different follower added.



Can You Hear- All South Jersey Junior
Senior Choir 2014


Jan 26, 2014
SJC conducted by Dr. Christopher Thomas
of Rowan University. COMBINED PIECE



Terry Pluto - The Girl in Red (prose)


As I think of The Girl In Red, I hear those lyrics from
Don McLean’s “American Pie.”  |  Getty Images


Memories of The Girl In Red
& the soundtrack of ‘American Pie’

by Terry Pluto‘s Faith & You

Updated: Apr. 08, 2024, 2:46 a.m.|
Published: Mar. 17, 2024, 5:01 a.m.


CLEVELAND, Ohio – I think about her once or twice a year. It happens when I see a certain little girl dressed in red.

This girl … the girl in my memory … has chocolate skin, pretty braids and red ribbons in her hair. She is wearing a cute red dress – the kind kids wore to school once upon a time.

I see her walk. It’s more of a bounce. It’s an act of joy, punctuated with an innocent smile. She is young, maybe in the fourth grade.

“A long, long time ago …”

As I think of The Girl In Red, I hear those lyrics from Don McLean’s “American Pie.”

“A long, long time ago, I can still remember
how that music used to make me smile… "

I wish I could remember this story as clearly as I do those lyrics.


A LONG, LONG TIME AGO

It was the early 1970s. I was just starting college. “American Pie” was a constant as I drove to school and work in my blue Dodge Dart. It blared out of my 8-track tape player – one of the worst contraptions invented as it constantly chewed up the tape inside.

But it was a long, long time ago…

I had a part time job as a tutor at John Raper Elementary in Hough. The Hough Riots were in 1966. Several years later, you could still see a few burned-out buildings, some rubble where there once was a house.

I drove by looking for the school. The spot on East 85th is an empty lot. Like The Girl In Red, the school is long gone.

She was in the fourth grade, one of the smallest kids in the class. I was there to help the students learn the multiplication tables. My pay was something like two bucks an hour, a few hours three days a week. I lived on Red Barn cheeseburgers and pizza from the Rascal House near Cleveland State.


Once upon a time, there was a special girl student who Terry
Pluto remembers from almost 50 years ago. Illustration By
JoAnne Coughlin Walsh / Advance Local JoAnne Coughlin
Walsh, Advance Local


WHAT WAS HER NAME?

I wish I could remember her name, but I can’t. To me, she always is The Girl In Red even though I’m sure she wore other colors.

Unlike most of my students, she was excited to have a tutor. Her math was weak but her work ethic was strong. I was told she had moved around a lot. She was intelligent, but “lost time” living in different places, according to one of her teachers.

I had her for a few months, and she was the highlight of my tutoring day. Always dressed neatly – matching shoes, socks and dress. Her hair was immaculately braided with a ribbon, her smile was ever present.

One day, she asked me, “Do you live in a nice house?”

I never thought about it much. At that point, my family owned a split-level in Northfield. I was living at home, commuting to college and my various part-time jobs. Before I answered, I thought about the places I drove past each time I went to Hough.

“Yes,” I said. “I live in a nice house.”

I waited for her to say something else, but she didn’t. She sort of looked at something over my shoulder. I thought of asking her if she lived in a nice house, but wisely kept my mouth shut.


THE BRICK THROWERS

One day I was tutoring a little boy. Suddenly, a brick banged against the classroom window, glass shattering. The little boy ran to the window, me right behind him. We saw a couple of kids in the parking lot, looking up and laughing.

“They used to go here,” said the boy. “They bad.”

I was always thankful The Girl In Red wasn’t in the room with me that day. But I thought about the brick and the broken window right after she asked me about the house.

The little boy and I returned to working on the multiplication tables. What is there to say about any of it? For some of these kids, it seemed like so often someone was throwing a brick right in the middle of something good happening.


WHAT WE REMEMBER

I tell this story peering into the rearview mirror of memory of nearly a half-century ago. I’m not sure what is actually factual, at least the small details and conversations. Is it how I want to remember it, or did it actually happen as I remember?

“February made me shiver with every paper I’d deliver …
“Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn’t take one more step … ”

There they are, more lyrics from “American Pie.”

In my memory, it happened in February. Even though the school was a few miles from Lake Erie, the winter wind whipped and puffs of white came out of my mouth while I walked into the school.

I saw The Girl In Red at the other end of the hall. She was going out the door. She was with an older woman, The Girl In Red hanging on to the lady’s hand.

I walked into the classroom and asked the teacher about her.

“You won’t be seeing her again,” she said.

“What happened?” I asked.

The teacher explained the lady was from “the welfare department.” It was probably Child Protective Services.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I told you,” said the teacher. “She won’t be with us anymore.”

The teacher went silent. She gave me the look she gave her students, the stare that could silence a classroom. This woman didn’t babysit, she taught. She kept order. Her kids learned the basics. She was about 50. At that point, it seemed – just for a second – like she might cry.

“I can’t say any more,” she said.

We were talking in the hallway. She turned and walked into the classroom. I followed her.

“I met a girl who sang the blues and
asked her for some happy news …
“But she just smiled and turned away.”

More lines from “American Pie.”

I always wished I had heard some happy news about The Girl In Red. Never heard a word. Never think about her, until I see a little girl in red with braids and a smile.



Don McLean - America Pie (Lyric Video)



[Verse 1]
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

[Chorus]
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 2]
Did you write the book of love?
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

[Chorus]
I started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 3]
Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

[Chorus]
We were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 4]
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and fallin' fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

[Chorus]
We started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 5]
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So, come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

[Chorus]
He was singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die..."

[Bridge]
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

[Deleted Verse]
And there I stood alone and afraid
I dropped to my knees and there I prayed
And I promised Him everything I could give
If only He would make the music live
And He promised it would live once more
But this time one would equal four
And in five years four had come to mourn
And the music was reborn

[Chorus]
And they were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Outro]
They were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"