Sing For Joy

Posted: June 28, 2020 in Uncategorized

Just watched “Florence Foster Jenkins” and it has much drama involved, and much outside of the life of Florence herself.

It is postulated that she knew that she was a figure of ironic mockery, but that she loved music and singing so much that she didn’t care.

In that, she was the first punk  FUCK OFF IGGY.

Her husband never made love to her, always had a bit on the side, and still spent much of his time making sure that she was never exposed to ridicule for her appearances.  Even without sex, that is a level of love and devotion that is fucking epic.

The movie minimized Cosme McMoone’s ability to be a sarcastic piano player who did not respect his patron but cashed all the checks.  Frankly, he could have been an architect…

But we also saw a performance of  “Souvenir” at the Milwaukee Skylight Theater which was played for comic effect.  And it was fun.

But her story is so much more.

She loved music within every aspect of her life.  She gave up her inheritance, at one point, to continue musical pursuits.  She was moved to tears by musical performances.

She played piano . but what she desired, more than anything, was to sing.  She did not have the talent.  But she had the will, the desire, the discipline to work at it for hours.  She had a loving husband who managed to produce shows in front of people who did not laugh at her. And she played Fucking Carnegie Hall.

In the movie, and the stage show, the line is “people can say I couldn’t sing.  But they can’t say I didn’t sing”

Florence Foster Jenkins, the First Punk.  Many people will tell you that you can’t sing, and you can’t play.  But FUCK THEM. You CAN .  You can sing.  You can paint. You can sing.    no one can tell you that you cant

She loved music more than her ability to perform it.  But that never stopped her.  If she ever encountered an electric guitar, she would have played it like I do.  If she had ever lived in Britain, she would have been a Mekon.

That is nothing but respectable and honorable, and this one is for you, Florence Foster Jenkins.

If I ever release an album, it will be titled “Florence Foster Jenkins”

Comments
  1. Fantastic review of the movie and the woman.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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