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Milwaukee, WI  USA Joined Dec 12, 2009
I am a nurse who enjoys broadening her knowledge of the biological sciences, chemistry, pharmacology, toxicology. As a Second Soprano, I sing with the Bel Canto Chorus, a local choral group in Milwaukee, WI. I am a lover of the Arts -- visual arts, theater, dance, etc. But most of all, I love music...all kinds. I am especially fond of acoustic guitar solos, piano, voice, sax. I like jazz -- all kinds, from Dixieland to smooth. I like the blues, folk, rock, pop, latin, reggae, island, old school R & B, gospel, choral music. I am a huge fan of the great Singer/Songwriters of our time, and I admire contemporary Composer/Arrangers. Ambient Music is a recent addition to my list of musical loves. I'd like to venture into uncharted waters and start recording my voice. I have a list of songs I'd like to work on, record and upload to this site.
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windjammerchick
Mar 02, 2010
Music...the best medicine there is for a broken heart.
windjammerchick
Dec 30, 2009
Now that I have a little more free time, I am really enjoying poking around on here. A TON of great music. Perfect for someone like me who has a wide range of musical tastes. Acoustic will always be a favorite for me, though - the simplest sounds from great instruments. And voices.
windjammerchick
Dec 27, 2009
I want to know what became of the changes We waited for love to bring Were they only the fitful dreams Of some greater awakening I've been aware of the time going by They say in the end it's the wink of an eye And when the morning light comes streaming in You'll get up and do it again Amen Caught between the longing for love And the struggle for the legal tender Where the sirens sing and the church bells ring And the junk man pounds his fender Where the veterans dream of the fight Fast asleep at the traffic light And the children solemnly wait For the ice cream vendor Out into the cool of the evening Strolls the Pretender He knows that all his hopes and dreams Begin and end there I'm going to find myself a soul Who can show me what laughter means... And we'll fill in the missing colors... ...in each other's paint by number dreams.