Throughout
the history of mankind, men and women have found auditory solace in music and
lyrics, sung from the heart and soul by professionals and amateurs alike,
sharing a feeling, reflection and/or a sentiment about life lived, life living
and life wanting to live.
It
provides a time out from the burdens and toils of our now life that, at times,
can be overwhelming. Like the Coronavirus
Pandemic gripping our nation and the world, and the media’s never-ending
bombardment of one doom and gloom bad story after another.
There
will one day be light at the end of our Coronavirus tunnel. We will one day soon find our pot of gold at
the end of a rainbow - a normalcy that we yearn to return to - waiting for us. We’ll all be ready.
Until then, in moments of shelter in place fatigue, when we’re afflicted with a serious case of stir-crazy syndrome and despair, let’s sing some music. How about this one – a parody sung to the classic 1963 song sung by the late Edyie Gorme named Blame it on the Bossa Nova, except let’s call it Blame it on the Coronavirus.
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum
Until then, in moments of shelter in place fatigue, when we’re afflicted with a serious case of stir-crazy syndrome and despair, let’s sing some music. How about this one – a parody sung to the classic 1963 song sung by the late Edyie Gorme named Blame it on the Bossa Nova, except let’s call it Blame it on the Coronavirus.
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum
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