Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Allie changes her avatar....

Allie is spending her summer sprucing up her avatar and her commenting style for the summer.

It is gonna be hairy. Just sayn'

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey that's not me, that's my cousin, It!

blake said...

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are something wondrous fair
The purtiest eyes
And the daint'est hands
I love the ground on which she stands

Anonymous said...

Aw shucks Blake, that's so purdy, I had to look it up to see who wrote that.

MamaM said...

Glossy and bouncy
Evolving!
To say the least.

blake said...

Allie,

I was thinking of this.

Anonymous said...

Blake, that was a gorgeous. I listened to several variations of this song on YouTube. I guess black hair may have been a bit unusual in Scottland and Ireland, where the song supposedly originated, an ode to some Gaelic raven haired love interest, nice change from all the songs about those all golden locked wenches.

blake said...

That version is very close to the arrangement my choral director did though he's not credited and it's slightly different, making me wonder how many different versions there are out there being arranged similarly by choral directors. Heh.

I think that version comes to us by way of Appalachia which of course was loaded down with lowland Scots.

I don't know if it points to black hair being rare any more than the songs about fair-haired girls. When you're in love, it's the blackest of the black hair and the fairest of the skin you're singing about.

Anonymous said...

Scotland, he.

MamaM said...

"that's my cousin, It!"

Purdy's the wordy.