If music be the food of . . . *life* . . .

This is for all my Twitter and Spooks friends:

As I work this week, music seems to be striking chords with me.  If I was seriously intent on sinking myself in my fantasy world, I suspect a cross between Celtic, Gregorian and melodic instrumental should be accompanying me.

Instead I find music like this:


and think that someone should use it for a fan-vid.  What a piece of music!  There’s no one quite like Etta James.



Sing along with these words.  I did!!

At last, my love has come along

My lonely days are over

And life is like a song Oh, yeah,

at last The skies above are blue My heart was wrapped up in clovers

The night I looked at you I found a dream that I could speak to

A dream that I can call my own

I found a thrill to rest my cheek to

A thrill that I have never known

Oh, yeah when you smile, you smile Oh, and then the spell was cast

And here we are in heaven

For you are mine

At last