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(noun) An explanation or critical interpretation.
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wTuesday, August 21, 2001 |
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 Wow.
The All For You Tour blew me away! Much love to the Miss Janet Fanclub for helping a hardcore Janet fan get a front and center seat! It was an incredible experience that only strengthened my love for music, Janet and God immeasurably. Even though many, many, many great things happened during the show, I have to say that the highlight for me was right before she sang her "Come Back To Me/Let's Wait Awhile/Again" medley.
 Before the show started, right when I realized that I had a front row seat, I thought that I should take this extraordinary opportunity to give something special to J. So right when I got out of the subway in Penn. Station, I saw a gift shop and inside I picked up a soft, fluffy, white teddy bear that had a golden cross stitched to its left foot. I initially had other stuffed animals in mind, but once I saw this one, I knew that the Lord wanted me to give this to her.
 As she walked out onto the stage to take in just some of the amazing things that God had blessed her with, I grabbed the teddy bear and began to wave it in her direction. When she smiled at me, my soul soared and I told her that the bear was for her. Being rather overwhelmed by it all, I threw the thing kind of spastically, but she caught it anyway and the crowd went wild!
J, I hope that the teddy bear brings you some measure of joy in the knowledge that you are an inspiration to a fellow Christian. I know that this is only the beginning of God's plans for us. Love ya.
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Angie at 2:41 AM
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wSaturday, August 18, 2001 |
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Gosh, everyone should read I, Janet. It's an article in the September issue of Essence magazine as told to David Ritz. For me, the most poignant thing in the entire piece was how she was so open about God's involvement in her life. She says:
"Control is a wonderful thing. But control is an illusion. No one but God is in control."
"I don't want to sound cold, but the idea of living without a romantic relationship does not frighten me. I can see myself as a single parent. I can see myself handling my life on my own. I simply want to accept God's will."
"The job of discovering who you are, independent of anyone or anything, is perhaps the hardest work of all. That's the work that interests me most, the work that, with God's help, is bringing me a deeper sense of satisfaction."
Okay, so 9 out of 10 celebrities thank God in their acceptance speeches. But very few of them mention His name during any other time. Here, an international super-mega-jumbo-star isn't shy about sharing what God has done in her life and how He has shaped her views. She has so much to lose in terms of alienating fans who don't like the idea of Christianity or any form of organized religion (and in this day and age, that's quite a handful of people). Not to mention being pressured and expected to squeeze into the stereotype of what a Christian woman "should" be by people who are spiritually arrogant or just plain looking for trouble. The list goes on and on. But she goes ahead and acknowledges Him in her article anyway. I'll remember you the next time I'm given an opportunity to praise God in the midst of non-believers. Thanks, J.
posted by
Angie at 12:59 AM
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wThursday, August 16, 2001 |
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I had the pleasure of watching Aida for the second time last night. This time Adam Pascal played Radames and not his understudy. I must say that even though I never got to see him in Rent, where he was also the lead in the original cast, I can imagine that the role of Roger would suit him better. First of all, his vocal style is more rock-n-roll than anything. Second of all, when I saw him dash out of the theater in jeans, a ripped sleeveless shirt, baseball hat and a guitar strapped to his back, the first thought that came to my mind was: Roger!
The only downside (that I can see so far) of watching shows more than once is that you now have something to compare it to. For instance, I noticed the minor boo-boo when Aida was doing a number where she was supposed to put on a tiara on her head which was connected to a very large piece of fabric. Apparently, she had trouble placing it securely on her head so she just held onto it with her hand behind her back. It was still visually dramatic, but having seen what it should have looked like, it was an interruption to my experience. Fortunately, the ensemble carried it off well by helping her lift the fabric while she rode on the shoulders of a few Nubian men since she needed one hand to hold on for balance and the other hand could only do so much. Nonetheless, I had a great time and was thoroughly inspired. I truly cannot even begin to imagine a future that doesn't include a major involvement in music.
Anyway, I actually got to meet Heather Headley and she autographed my program! What more could a girl ask for? Well, besides to have the same thing happen next week when I go see Janet, of course.
Speaking of the Queen of Good Music, her August 21st show at MSG has been re-scheduled to August 20th due to WNBA playoffs.
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Angie at 1:12 PM
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wTuesday, August 14, 2001 |
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Ahhhh! I can't stand it anymore! I must blog!! Can...not...resist...blogger! Sigh, I'm such a wuss when it comes to these kind of things. My apologies to all.
Just saw the premiere of Pukka Tukka. It's very refreshing to see someone who's so thrilled to do his job. Jamie Oliver has definitely got a good thing going. Who would have thought that people would want to tune in every week to see a regular 20-something bloke cook? He doesn't wear an apron, runs around semi-frantic in his kitchen, couldn't give a rat's bum about "healthier" choices, and uses the kind of ingredients that you and I actually have in our homes. Add that to his boyish charm, English accent and the ghetto handycam filming and you've got an international hit!? In a word, it's real. Not the kind that "reality" shows are selling (read: forcing out of the participants), but a more home-grown type. I can picture Pukka Tukka in my kitchen, but Survivor in my backyard? I think not.
posted by
Angie at 5:43 PM
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