I have no idea what that Hawaiian was warbling about, but he should leave haole songs alone.
That is Francis Scott Key's grave - my father's gravesite is right over there, to the left a bit.
Now that is how it is supposed to be sung.
Monday means ASL class. Here are two ASL renditions of our National Anthem.
This version has a better audio track, but the terp has an unusually flat affect.
This one has an amateur musical performance but the terp is very good, very emotive.
I like to compare and contrast things like the word "yet". Little things make a big difference.
And if I never hear a singer go up an octave on the word "free" ever again I will be good. Stop it, really, don't do that. It upsets my dogs. Even the deaf one.
