Comments on: Take Me Out to the Ballgame

By: Pete

Pete — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 14:05:12 +0000

Thanks for stopping by, Corey. I’ve added you to my blogroll!

Anne, I think we probably sounded pretty much the same as we did on the radio except for the extra dose of adrenaline we got from the crowd.

In singing the National Anthem, we remember that the tune was a drinking song. Attempts to make it into something else or to wring soulful blue notes out of it are always doomed to failure.

Fortunately for singers of all persuasions, only the first verse is ever required. The other verses have the right number of syllables, but the stress pattern just doesn’t work with the music. You always end up, as they say, with the ac-CENT on THE wrong syl-LA-ble.

By: Anne Gibert

Anne Gibert — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 04:11:06 +0000

It’s a long time since I went to a ball game. But I wish I had heard you guys sing. Usually the rendition of the National Anthem makes me cringe.

By: Corey Templeton

Corey Templeton — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 23:34:31 +0000

Very cool! Also wanted to let you know that I am linking to an old post of yours referencing the trolley system in Portland, on my blog walkaroundportland.com. Take care!

By: Pete

Pete — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:42:37 +0000

I’d forgotten the Tony Conigliaro story. It happened in 1967 when I was in college. Tony was a New England hero as a Boston-area Massachusetts boy who made it to the Red Sox.

As for me, I have never had the desire to face a major league pitcher’s fastball. A 90+ mph pitch is a deadly weapon.

By: Darlene

Darlene — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 13:25:59 +0000

Many years ago I was in a box seat near third base at Fenway Park when Tony Conigliaro was hit with a baseball. He dropped like a felled Ox and we later learned the extent of the damage.

I didn’t enjoy the rest of the game and I am sure I was not alone. I would much rather have heard your quartet.