Goddess Susan Boyle
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SiaIn our pop-minded culture so slavishly obsessed with packaging -- the right face, the right clothes, the right attitudes, the right Facebook posts -- the unpackaged artistic power of the unstyled, un-hip, un-kissed Ms. Boyle let me feel, for the duration of one blazing showstopping ballad, the meaning of human grace. She pierced my defenses. She reordered the measure of beauty. And I had no idea until tears sprang how desperately I need that corrective from time to time.
2 comments:
It still makes me cry....
Thanks for the hat tip,
Sia
Me, too.
Thank you for the post and for your blog. You make so much sense to me.
Cyn
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