What about Barrowman?

FINALLY got the DVDs for Torchwood: Children of Earth from the library (I know I should buy them, but that's money I don't have!). Watched eps one and two last night. This morning I have Barrowman's "What About Us?" in my head. Even a trip to blip.fm for a couple plays didn't settle the brain. Not that I'm complaining. I love listening to the man sing.

Like so many Americans, I learned about John Barrowman through Doctor Who and Torchwood. Love of Captain Jack Harkness led to information gathering (coughgooglesearchcough) and listening to his music. You can't go wrong with a man who records a Cole Porter album (which I discovered while going through a Cole Porter month recently). Barrowman has a classic Broadway voice, which I love. He can even pull off the crooner thing a bit. It's a clean, traditional voice that is just impossible to hate unless you think Megadeth is the only way to go.
Sometimes you need a little pop music. Sometimes you need some Broadway tunes. Barrowman brings both, which makes me love him.

Thinking that I'm going to have to break and order some import CDs of his. Finding any of his work, aside from Doctor Who and Torchwood, in the states is nearly impossible. He's gaining popularity via his tv work. Few people know about his singing, though. Mostly we find things through the great and powerful internets. All hail the Mighty Wubs!

Listening to Barrowman makes me want to break out my Sinatra CDs (ok, I never need a reason to listen to these) and listen to the old Harry Connick, Jr. ones. It also makes me wonder why I don't own any Sarah Brightman or Audra McDonald. Enter Pandora, and my Light Listening station, which has all of the above artists as the seeds, along with the names of some shows (Rent, Wicked).

Pandora has become a dream at work. We set it to our mood and play aloud, or I hide within under my headphones. I have my Broadway, my Dave Brubeck station, my Bush station (remember when Gavin was more than Mr. Gwen Stefani?), my Orgy station (gotta kick it up sometimes), my Rasputina station (goth fits still occur), and my Bach station (let's face it - Bach rock the socks like no other, and if you disagree you're deaf). It is too tempting to get a paid account. Really. I listen to great music all the time without buying more CDs than I have space for, and I know that it's not all pirated. Brilliant.

That's all for now. One of my resolution for 2010 is to write more, so hopefully there will be more posts. I am also attempting more thought-out well written entires, not merely brain sauce spilled on the page as I think.

Cheers for now! Keep listening!