Got wind of this, oh, about a week ago, I think. I don’t really recall when, but the idea of hand-drawn (read: manual) animation process being abandoned just makes me feel . . . uh . . . old.
So why am I rambling about music?
Because The Lord of The Rings, more so with the unabridged version, as well as The Hobbit, and my current favorite read, The Children of Hurin, are books full of songs. Middle Earth‘s inhabitants pass on their wisdon through song, much like our own ancestors did.
These books, these movies, the music, all are retelling of stories heard, seen and handed down, generation after generation. And there is a certain novelty and homage when an artist plays a character emulated from his predecessor, when a musician records a piece of music remembered from his youth, but sings it in a way that the song becomes his own. Even a good book changes with each reading. The Beatles’ songs are being retold with every generation of musicians. So how come we have jazz musicians jamming on Hank Williams music? And so what if Robocop is getting a new movie.? Continue reading