One of the things I'd really like to do, at some other point in my life where there's sense to taking the time to do it, is learn how to sing bluegrass/old-time music properly. I love the music and the sound of the voice, and it's closer to what my voice wants to do naturally than most anything else.
This thought brought to you by finally seeing the Big Love episodes that I missed, and the song Roman's little wife sings at the funeral (and that I've been singing ever since I saw the episode -- which I should really write about, as I've always had thoughts on that "secret name" business). In fact, I really love how the show uses music, particularly old-time music in the way that it does.
I really hope that character gets an arc of her own. As there's so much sense of dread around her, in so many different ways, I'm just waiting for it. I do love this show. When Bill goes to Roman's house and all the wives confront him in the hall -- all in their white nightgowns like ghosts, translucent, invisible in the real world and as blood-thirsty as anything in Shakespeare. It makes up for the moments where the show loses its balance by trying to be wacky -- no wackiness needed, just tell the story, which seems to be such an odd struggle with this subject matter.