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Thisalbum is dedicated to his loyal audience, "The People On the Hill" who have been listening to the guitar man sing and play and have fun for over eight years.

All the songs are great, but my three favorite tracks are:

"Who the Hell Knows" which that guitar man says describes his philosophy of life. I also find it very deep, but in a simple way. Whenever I cannot figure out what to do, I think of that song and just go with the flow.... 'cause "who the hell Knows"

The second song I really love is "I Can't Wait" which is a duet and love song with great energy and power. In fact, when That Guitar Man gets his first major recording contract, I predict this will be his first big hit song.

The third song I really loved was "People on the Hill". I've been there from the start (within a few weeks anyway) and I'll be there as long as That Guitar Man keeps playing.

Originally, I was confused when I encountered this set, as it incorporates four formerly individual Nimbus releases, now deleted from their catalogue. Be warned, then, if you have Nimbus releases of 'An Oxford Elegy' (and other choral music), or of RVWs Chamber Music (including the 'Phantasy Quintet' and the 'String Quartet') - these are the same recordings!

That being said, if you don't have these titles, or you have them in another release, and you enjoy RVWs music, then you simply must add this anthology to your collection. These discs include the first recording of 'An Oxford Elegy' that I ever encountered; it is such a marvellous piece that you'll be scrambling for poetry anthologies to find bits of Matthew Arnold's 'Thyrsis' and 'The Scholar Gypsy' just to read along. 'Flos Campi' is a marvellous, almost impressionistic piece, which always brings an image of Roman legions marching slowly through Surrey to mind. The 'Phantasy Quintet' is exception, as is the 'String Quartet'. However, it is the recording of the 'Lark Ascending' (now sadly thieved by some cursèd auto manufacturer to flog their worthless vehicles) that is the high point of this, as it is of most, collections. Of course, I could be considered biased, as it is my all-time favourite piece of music. The collection is rounded out by, among others, the essential 'Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis' and an interesting selection of the Sacred and Secular songs, as well as three of RVWs Shakespeare treatments.

Nimbus recordings are first class, and under the skilled hand of William Boughton the English String Orchestra is incomparable. Words cannot bring to these works to the life that they have on hearing, whether first or repeated. They are absolutely something that must be experienced for themselves.

This is a wonderful CD to introduce the music of Stephen Sondheim to those people who usually only listen to classical music. Most of Sondheim's music is only accompanied by piano, except for the song "later" which is accompanied by cello like it is in the original production of "A little night music". Taking away the usual orchestrations and tackling these songs in a classical way has an interesting effect. It proves that it is possible to place Sondheim's music and lyrics out of their original context without losing it's strength and impact. What we get as a result is an interesting recital of songs, which does justice to both the composer and the performer. Marc Heller gives us fine interpretations of Sondheim's music and with his classical trained voice he is a joy to listen to. It's obvious that Heller has actually performed in several Sondheim shows because he's very aware of what he is singing about and he knows how to handle this music. We also get a varied program of Sondheim's music. With the exception of "Assassins" we get music from all the musicals for which Sondheim wrote both music and lyrics an on top of that there is the song "Take me to the world" from "Evening Primrose" and the song "Silly people" which was originally discarded and later used in "Marry me a little". I would recommend this album to all those people who would like to be introduced to Sondheim's music and to those who'd like to hear his music performed in a different style.

A.M. Homes is an otherwise respected fiction novelist, and National Geographic magazine asked her to particpate in a series of non-fiction books, each one being an author's take on a particular city around the world. Ms. Homes requested Los Angeles.

In all fairness, I have not read the other books in the series (there are about 20 or so). But "Los Angeles: People, Places, and the Castle on the Hill" is a thin book (175 pages, in a small format) and is thinly written. It smacks of something written because the author had already accepted an advance and furthermore, was living high on the hog in the lavishly expensive Chateau Marmont hotel, so she had to produce SOMETHING. This is a pretty poor excuse for SOMETHING.

Ms. Homes has relied pretty heavily on the far better book about the Chateau, "Life at the Marmont", although she does not credit that book. (She does manage to...errr...capture numerous stories and quotes directly from it.) Although the Marmont is an interesting hotel, steeped in Hollywood history, A.M. Homes has nothing very interesting to say about it except how utterly comfy she was staying there....imagine how truly dull it would be to read about someone's vacation, and have the entire story be about the Holiday Inn or Ramada that they stayed in. Now just adjust the daily room rate upwards by about 10 times.

Bored and disinterested in LA (making the reader puzzled as to why she chose it as a subject), Ms. Homes narrative wanders and stumbles. At leat a dozen pages are devoted to why the author doesn't like flying...how choosy she is about what hotels she is willing to stay at (she often picks up and leaves if the "ambience" isn't just perfect) and so on. None of this is remotely related to the topic of Los Angeles.

Apparently unwilling to leave the comforts of the secluded Chateau Marmont, most of the book is contained in five genuinely dull first person interviews: one with a Beverly Hills mailman, another with a Beverly Hills mohel (rabbi who performs ritual circumsision), etc. For Ms. Homes, there is apparently no Los Angeles that exists outside of a few very well known zip codes, immediately adjacent to (yes, again) the fabulous Chateau Marmont.

If attempting to be a travelogue or a snapshot of an interesting and unique US city, this book is an embarassing failure. If I were the editor at the National Geographic, I would be pretty ashamed of handing this author cart blanche to laze around the pool, ordering room service and then turning out this kind of drivel.

In conclusion: thin, boring fluff. And how can I get the National Geographic to underwrite my next vacation????

but it ain't no great shakes either. OK, Homes doesn't like LA, and for the same reasons many don't. But she's the novelist, and she's the one who got asked to write the book, OK? That's no reason not to like it. What's far more revealing, though, is that Homes apparently had no idea of where to go in this book or how to organize it, so she just kind of jumps all over the place, even going to a first-person interview format in places, which is pretty disjointing to the reader. The other thing is that, upon reading this, you understand that Homes is nearly as neurotic (some would merely say nuts) as a lot of the characters in her books. Her abberations and just plain weirdness are right out there, and, unfortunately, they're nothing to be boastful of.
She talks about the hotel as if it's a sacred place, when all it is is another exorbitantly overpriced LA hotel that has a tad more charm than some others.
AM, stick to fiction. And maybe some therapy?

Don't waste your time and money on this piece of excrement. Ms. Homes HATES L.A. and lets the reader know it all the time. She knows nothing of the history of Chateau Marmont. She also has an ego so huge it wouldn't fit into Arrowhead Pond. No dear, it's not REALLY a pond! The writer refers to herself more than once as an "intellectual from the East." Usually when someone speaks so highly of themselves it's frequently because no one else does. Ms. Homes is like the one irritating girl in class that knows EVERYTHING and lets you know she knows everything all the time. If you want to read a truly splendid book about the Chateau Marmont pick up "Life at the Marmont" and don't waste any time and money on this one. My copy will be on the garbage truck in the morning. If I could have chosen NO STARS I would. A.M. Homes you are a disgrace.