Apologies to Demis Roussos!

I used to hate Lady Gaga, Nickie Minaj, and all those who are tone deaf. But last Thursday my hate changed to become a wish that they would just disappear from the world. Because I honestly think it would be a better place without them.
Why? Well, because my dad made me listen to the legendary Demis Roussos.
I just want to say that I didn’t even know there was a Demis Roussos before last Thursday. But, once you hear him sing, you can’t not believe that he’s a legend.
My dad also told me, that he used to be so fat and then lost a lot of weight. I saw a bunch of his videos, and I was amazed.
The last video I saw was from a concert in 2011. He was sitting on a chair. He’s so old that he can’t even stand. But his voice was as strong as it was in the original virsin of the song.
This man has the voice of an angel, so strong yet so tender and calming. His lyrics are amazing and honest. He had the will to lose weight and he kept singing even when his legs were to weak to stand.
He’s a legend, and I didn’t know about him. I’m guessing many others don’t know him.
All the singers out there today, should listen to Mr. Demis Roussos and learn from him. You don’t need a beat to sell. You need a good voice.
I would love to see this man in real life and apologize to him, because I’m one of those who didn’t honor his legend.

I would lime to leave you with my favorite Demis Roussos song.

http://m.youtube.com/index?&desktop_uri=%2F#/watch?v=XXfPO-thpZo

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That’s so cool. Nostalgic!

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Doing more only to do less – do we glorify busy?

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My friend Gavin was telling me about a conversation he had with some Dutch colleagues. Gavin, and his compadre Georgina, find that the sheer volume of work they are confronted with on a weekly basis is just un-doable within the confines of a normal 8-hour work day. So they regularly put in 10-hour days at the office. And another couple of hours at home picking up emails. This causes all sorts of problems: they’re tired all the time, their spouses feel ignored, they don’t want to go out at night or over the weekend and they lose touch with friends.

Hmmfff…”, said their pals, “In Holland, if you were to work like that we would think you were not coping.”

“Am I”, he wondered, “not coping? Or am I doing more than I should? And if I am doing more than I should –  what should I stop doing? And…

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