Did you know that the Auld Lang Syne gushed out by Guy Lombardi in the middle of the 20th century was NOT what Robert Burns wanted us to hear at the end of the 18th?
Here’s a link to what the original sounded like, in Midi file form:
Thank you, Nathan, and back atcha. Thanks for all the fabulous posts on the blog. You do a great service. All the best to you and your readers in 2009.
Wow! Happy New Year to Nathan and family, his great blog followers, and I don’t get Moses or hounddog. Simple “coughts.” Clearly a transmission botched by The Mothership. May everyone ‘catch’ a great book this year!
There’s a nice review of James Baldwin’s “Notes of a Native Son” by none other than poet Langston Hughes at the NYT website – you have to register with the New York Times website to read it.
In viewing the retro ’58 video – I had two responses – one was, I kept thinking of the kitchen staff at the hotel, and how their New Year Eve was going – or was going to go, once they got off work – then I thought of the TV show Mad Men – then I thought of Martha Stewart, and how she taps into…”nostalgia for prefeminist America” – I put it in quotes because it sounds like a psychological diagnosis – I’m always buying 50s, 60s and 70s crafts/ornaments/decorations at the Salvation Army – when I show my finds to people, I’m always saying “I know it’s hideous, but somebody made this” “I know it’s kind of ugly, but everybody creates out of the materials they have at hand” (even if it is a bunch of safety pins, plastic beads and a doll’s head with blue eyeshadow stamped on it).
Why don’t I hate all the crap of 1958 (or 1968 or 1978), when I’m wondering about the kitchen workers (I’ve been one myself), and remembering Sylvia Plath’s Bell Jar (set in the unhappy-for-her-and-so-many 50s), and American involvement in Viet Nam on the way, and how was New Year’s Eve in Beijing or Hanoi in 1958 anyway?
Nostalgia and history. 2009: It’s like, we finally made it across the border into the future. Can we collapse in exhaustion now?
Oh well. There’s also an NYT review of Anna Akhmatova’s Collected Poems – in her “Poem Without a Hero,” Akhmatova refers to the start of “the real – not the calendar – Twentieth century” (i.e., 1914)- along those lines, for me the “real” 2009 doesn’t start until the 20th of the month. Yeah!!! Par-tay!!!!
Marilyn Peake says
Happy New Year, Nathan and all who follow your blog!
Anonymous says
Wow,Nathan. Amazing.
Happy New Year To You Too.
BarbS. says
LOL, Happy New Year, Everybody!
Did you know that the Auld Lang Syne gushed out by Guy Lombardi in the middle of the 20th century was NOT what Robert Burns wanted us to hear at the end of the 18th?
Here’s a link to what the original sounded like, in Midi file form:
https://www.contemplator.com/tunebook/midimusic/auldlng2.mid
Enjoy!
BarbS. says
OK, the links curse strikes again, erg…(Yes, I should know better by now, LOL)
Here’s that link for the original Auld Lang Syne, split up so you can at least see the full address:
https://www.contemplator.com/tunebook/
midimusic/auldlng2.mid
sorrrrrry…..
BTW, the tune appears in Burns’ Scots Musical Museum, which was published in separate volumes in the late 18th and early 19th centuries.
Furious D says
Happy New Year.
Hope you find a bunch of best-selling blockbusters this year!
Anonymous says
Uh, with all respect, Barbs, it’s Guy LombardO, not Guy LombardI. I know, I can talk. My mother’s 90-something aunt talks about him every New Year.
She calls him Guy Lumbago. I’m not kidding! 😛
Happy 09, folks!
Word verification is MOSES. Seriously! Really! Moses!
Nora MacFarlane says
Happy New Year, Nathan. May your slush piles be full of best sellers!
acpaul says
Happy New Year! Happy Leap Second!
Hope ’09 is all you’re wishing it to be for you.
Lisa Iriarte says
Happy New Year, Nathan. I thoroughly enjoy your blog.
Ann Victor says
And a very happy new year to you as well Nathan, and to all your followers.
May 2009 be a great year! 🙂
Jill of All Trades says
Happy New Year!
Lady Glamis says
Happy New Year! Have a good day, Nathan, and everybody! 🙂
L-Plate Author says
Happy New Year. Long may your blog continue Nathan!
Mel x
Madison says
Happy New Year, Mr. Bransford! Here’s to hoping you find the best new books yet in the coming year. Success!
Robena Grant says
Thank you Nathan. That was a touching look at fifty years ago.
Wishing you every possible success in 2009!
Sarah Laurenson says
Happy New Year all!
And here’s to many great publishing contracts in 09!
ORION says
Happy New Year!!! and may you find the next Harry Potter in 2009…
mkcbunny says
Happy New Year, Nathan!
And thank you for all of the helpful information you generously offered in 2008. I look forward to another year of wit and wisdom.
lotusgirl says
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! And all the best to you and yours!
Other Lisa says
Happy New Year!!!
I got nuthin’ else right now.
Marti says
Happy New Year, Nathan! Thanks for all you do!
I think Blogger is having some sport with us, my word verification is “hounddog” – LOL!
Gregory says
Thank you, Nathan, and back atcha. Thanks for all the fabulous posts on the blog. You do a great service. All the best to you and your readers in 2009.
Lynne says
Wow! Happy New Year to Nathan and family, his great blog followers, and I don’t get Moses or hounddog.
Simple “coughts.” Clearly a transmission botched by The Mothership. May everyone ‘catch’ a great book this year!
burgy61 says
Happy New Year to you also Nathan and to all the faithful readers!
Wanda B. Ontheshelves says
Speaking of 1958
There’s a nice review of James Baldwin’s “Notes of a Native Son” by none other than poet Langston Hughes at the NYT website – you have to register with the New York Times website to read it.
In viewing the retro ’58 video – I had two responses – one was, I kept thinking of the kitchen staff at the hotel, and how their New Year Eve was going – or was going to go, once they got off work – then I thought of the TV show Mad Men – then I thought of Martha Stewart, and how she taps into…”nostalgia for prefeminist America” – I put it in quotes because it sounds like a psychological diagnosis – I’m always buying 50s, 60s and 70s crafts/ornaments/decorations at the Salvation Army – when I show my finds to people, I’m always saying “I know it’s hideous, but somebody made this” “I know it’s kind of ugly, but everybody creates out of the materials they have at hand” (even if it is a bunch of safety pins, plastic beads and a doll’s head with blue eyeshadow stamped on it).
Why don’t I hate all the crap of 1958 (or 1968 or 1978), when I’m wondering about the kitchen workers (I’ve been one myself), and remembering Sylvia Plath’s Bell Jar (set in the unhappy-for-her-and-so-many 50s), and American involvement in Viet Nam on the way, and how was New Year’s Eve in Beijing or Hanoi in 1958 anyway?
Nostalgia and history. 2009: It’s like, we finally made it across the border into the future. Can we collapse in exhaustion now?
Oh well. There’s also an NYT review of Anna Akhmatova’s Collected Poems – in her “Poem Without a Hero,” Akhmatova refers to the start of “the real – not the calendar – Twentieth century” (i.e., 1914)- along those lines, for me the “real” 2009 doesn’t start until the 20th of the month. Yeah!!! Par-tay!!!!
Ahem. Happy New Year.
Alexa says
Happy New Year!
Annette says
I'm not sure how to contact you Nathan, but here's a video that should make you laugh. It's a spoof on the Amazon Sales Rankings:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OFki2O8-28s&feature=player_embedded