I got to preview this video for review here, and I want to tell you: Dylan Kussman canact. Dylan Kussman can write. Dylan Kussman can direct. And? Dylan Kussman can sing. Seriously, folks, have a listen to his latest single, Sailor.
Love, separation, reclaiming what matters–this song is about life, and it’s brought to us by someone seriously talented. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
I was not financially compensated for this post; I received a preview link to the video in exchange for a post with my honest opinion.
I’ve gotten nearly 200 spam comments in two days. I get them from time to time, but this flood is new.
I’ve closed comments on older posts, but they’ve moved to pages. And I’ve long since arranged my settings so that new commenters have to have their remarks approved–but sorting through the spam for actual comments to approve is a nuisance, and takes time I don’t really have.
So while I don’t particularly want to add captcha to my site, I’m wondering if that might not be the way to go.
What say you, actual commenters? Would that keep you from commenting? Because I want you to. I just don’t want to have to find your comments among the onslaught of nonsense.
And in the meantime, here’s a more . . . er . . . loving look at SPAM.
Baguette has a phenomenal memory, and she remembers songs and TV episodes and books with no trouble at all. One day she’ll suddenly recite part of a Sesame Street episode that she hasn’t seen in months, and act it out with character dolls.
Just recently–and I mean just in the last two weeks, she’s gone beyond reciting, and has started singing. For the most part, she’s been singing the songs from one of her apps. But last night, as we were playing in the front yard, I heard her sing “Let it go, let it go.”
We’re late to the Frozen party. All of her classmates were completely immersed in it for months, and she showed no interest. We bought the DVD, and she paid not the slightest attention (Mr. Sandwich and I both enjoyed it, although we’d rate Tangled higher in a number of ways).
But last night, she started singing. And when I joined in, she snapped her head around with a smile. So after her bath, I pulled up the video on my laptop, and she stopped asking for her iPad and sprinted across the room to watch it with me. Twice.
I know the rest of the world either still loves this song, or is sick to death of it. And I get that. But you know how your kid does really irritating things, like ask “Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?” Ours doesn’t.
She can sing, though. And I don’t want her to stop.
Lots to blog about, but not tonight–I’m just too tired. However, here’s a short video I took during this evening’s drive along Mulholland Drive. We stopped at one of the overlooks (technically across the road from an overlook, requiring much attention and running) to see the lights in the San Fernando Valley.