Remember that one time I blogged about The Canadian Tenors and my obsession with them?
Oh good, I do too.
Well, seeing as how I'm in love with The Canadian Tenors, I set my DVR to record anything having to do with them. Yeah...I know...cringe worthy right? My children will one day use this against me as blackmail and fuel for their "Omg mom is so embarrassing" comments. Anyways, I was going through my recordings because I was craving a Modern Family episode and I noticed there was a fresh recording I didn't know about...The Canadian Tenors: Live in Toronto. Thank you PBS. I will never mock your license plate holders or telethons again.
Anyways, I'm just going to say this once. Watching this...I cried. Yup, cried. (Disclaimer: It wasn't the ugly cry...you know, just a couple sniffles and a tender tear here and there.) I know for many of you that brings no shock value because I cry at a good movie, testimony, hug from a little kid, birth of a baby, or you know, when I'm having a good hair day and stuff. But Fraser Walter's rendition of Homeward Bound...white boy can singgggg. And if I weren't already in love with everything Clifton Murray, I would be now. Besides him being gorgeous, and you know I love a man in a suit, his voice is seriously a gift. I don't understand how people like Fraser and Clifton have such amazing talent that it actually makes you want to cry and brings the spirit in so fast. Music has always been my outlet. It's in my soul. It's the one thing I know will always make me feel better no matter what. It really is an amazing blessing we have in our lives.
Seriously if I were rich, I wouldn't use my money for a chef, or maid, or stylist...I'd pay Fraser and Clifton to come serenade me during my daily routines. No really. Like a real living ipod. While I fold laundry, make dinner for my hubby and kids...that I don't have yet, put them in the back seat while I get gas and the car washed, while I'm doing my makeup, walking the dogs...you know just at my beckon call and stuff.
Anyways, here are even more reasons to why I love them:
*They have actual talent and aren't auto tuned like the rest of music today.
*No silver glitter $dollar signs$ on their cheeks...and they don't spell their name The Canadian Tenor$.
So, a couple days later, my friend told me that they are coming in concert to San Diego March 2nd. I slyly mentioned it to my mom...and boom we're there. Happy dance all over my house. The whole family is going...probably to keep an eye on me. I'm thinking paper chain for the count down. I'm already so excited. All I know is I'm sure my family thinks I'm a little crazy but are probably so glad it's these 4 guys and not some group like Danity Kane or something.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't already thinking about my outfit...I'm just so excited...
When we were younger, all my best friend Laura wanted in a husband was a guy who could sing. I thought she was crazy. No really. But now, I totally get it.
Before I get to the good stuff, can I just tell you about a video I watched on youtube. A guy proposed to his girlfriend on stage at the Canadian Tenors concert. UMMM REALLY?! Dream come true. I just watched it and was so excited I felt like it was me getting married. And after she said yes, they sat them down on stage and sang "Hallelujah" to them while the crowd went wild. Note to my future husband...
(You can watch it here. It starts around the :25 second mark)
Now I'll stop my creepin and let you enjoy...
(forgive my giant videos. the small ones just didn't do the hotness justice.)
This is a quick clip from the song Homeward Bound that Fraser sang at the PBS concert. I wish I could find the whole thing. And I wish it was on itunes. Bucket List.
Here's the full song but not as clear as the other one. I'll take whatever I can get.
Always There. I'm in love with Clifton.
The Perfect Gift.
March 2nd, you are mine...
