danniiminogue has released “THIS IS IT: THE VERY BEST OF ” album featuring all those hits that take you back to that great night on the dance floor and for many of us….back in time.
A brand new track released off this album is a song called
"Cos You’re Beautiful"
Dannii collaborated with her previous UK X Factor star performer, Ruth Lorenzo for this track and I LOVE it for an assortment of reasons.
What I REALLY LOVE is that you can think of someone in your life that you absolutely adore and think is beautiful OR I like to think that you can also apply it as almost like a sweet affirmation to help you through the day and need a little “pick me up” … We all need to be told we are beautiful and it makes it all that sweeter when its Dannii Minogue sining it to you ;)
I am all for a song that promotes love, positivity, releases endorphins and inspires our moods and feelings. The perfect song that makes you smile and encourages the need to dance, be it on a dance floor or your lounge room : where you can truly let loose.
THIS IS IT: THE VERY BEST OF feat “Cos you’re beautiful” is available on Australian iTunes store and in stores.
When I was a little boy and day dreamt of what I wanted to be when I grew up I would always stumble through a list of professions I wanted to do, but what was repetitive in my head was that I wanted to help people. I wanted to be a lawyer or a magistrate as injustice was/is a pet peeve and was something dear to my heart. I actually really wanted to be my favourited performer on my favourite Tv show at the time.
When I was 6 years old, I desperately wanted to be Danielle Minogue or marry her, I felt singing and looking amazing would help people too.Dannii was the most popular girl on Australia TV! Young Talent Time was my favourite show and Dannielle was my favourite gal. I always knew Dannielle would grow up to have an incredible life and career.
Infact I had an amazing career on stage in my town and before my voice broke, I was poached rather ferociously by the Anglican Church to join their choir- I preferred their choir robes to my Catholic (tight arse) choice of no robes.
I swear to god the day I was born a midwife spat into my new born mouth.I think there was something planted in me that would one day bloom into a big ol Nurse who wanted to storm troop through the wards cure everyone and make that “clicky noise” when I shook a thermometer just like my aunty used to do… No matter how hard i shook that mongrel thing I couldn’t get it to CLICK!!!.. little did I know she had arthritic wrists and the thermometer was innocent.
I was a devout “A Country Practice” and “The Flying Doctors” fan and in particular LOVED Georgie Parker’s character “Lucy” . Lucy was super nurse to me and I wanted to affect people’s lives like she did and the best patient advocate like she was.
After my parents passed away in 1990 & 1991, I was talking to my Aunty one day about my life dreams and I recall telling her I wasn’t too clear on what I would become. As if my mother was channeling and spoke through Aunty Robyn she almost robotically answered .. “Craig, you will be a Nurse”. I was left feeling a little dazed, I had many relatives in the Nursing profession and as a kid I helped out with my father before he passed away- but never really entertained the idea of being a saintly, inspiring, clicky wristed Nurse!. I never felt I would be worthy of such status. I felt my Dannii dreams fading, good thing as I was fast approaching 5ft10, then sky rocketed to 6ft2 and looking like a rugby player, albeit a retired one.
I was 18 years old, I was recovering from a serious bout of Glandular Fever- my throat almost seized up and I almost choked to death one night. I had gone to the country to stay with friends for two weeks and it ended up being a year. I was annoyed that after my trial HSC exams I was still not cleared to resume the hectic timetable for the big final exams. I had loved living in the country again and wanted to stay.
I had signed up for a course in aged care and an incentive was that I was to be paid whilst I trained on the job. I had found a place to live, I was studying like crazy and I was best mates with the Director of Nursing daughter, who was also my age she had a raging crush on me. I broke her heart after a drunken night out after a yet another gruelling evening shift. Georgie begged me to come out drink until 4 am and boy did i come out!!! I bought the night to an abrupt end , I had confessed I was gay. I was expecting her to have already guessed, I had guessed wrong! she cried for 2 hours non stop! and oh by the way and we were due back at work at 6am.
By the time 7am rolled around we were giggling and carrying on like drunken pork chops, the DON/Mum standing at the end of the corridor screaming "I can smell you BOTH from here".
I worked such hours and heavy manual lifting and industrial strength nappy changes.I was in heaven when I was writing my reports and listening to the golden oldies stories but I was a young kid and my peers knew I wasnt destined to stay there for all my career. I applied for a job at Royal Prince Alfred Hospital in Sydney and I put every effort and prayer into my application. The process was long and I waited.. and waited.
After an exam and a couple of interviews I was whittled down from over 4,000 applications from around the southern hemisphere to the last 80. I suited up for my final interview and I was carrying a leather man bag, slicked my hair( yes was even grown to my shoulders) , spritzed with Joop (yes it was THAT long ago) and pressed my dimples in a little deeper, smiled and charmed those old boiler panelists so much they thought I was sent from heaven.
I remember the day I got the letter stating I had been accepted, I immediately though of my parents and wished they had lived to see this moment as I felt the tears rumble to the surface, I put my smooth chin ( no beard till I was 27yrs old) up and BEAMED. I was to present to the Nurses Quarters at RPAH in a months time. My housemate had been accepted to go to the UK and work and we parted on our big journeys. Minogue music would go on to take me away from the reality of my nursing career.
I wanted to save the world and make a difference. I still do - most days.
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K25 TIME CAPSULE — OCTOBER 2012
Available to pre-order to coincide with the 25th year anniversary of her worldwide hit, The Loco-Motion, Warner Music Australia will release this heavyweight boxset containing 25 collectable mini-discs spanning nearly 50 of Kylie’s most definitive tracks. Including 10 #1 singles! This remarkable collection will be a jewel in the collection of any Kylie fan.
As many of you know, my friend/colleague passed away last friday from cancer. She was 36 years old and taken too soon. I tweeted about her last week upon hearing the news that she had passed away as I wanted her to not be a nameless statistic that cancer had taken.
The past week has felt like a lifetime has passed but tomorrow morning her fiancee, her family and friends will say farewell to Natalie. I have cried many times over the last 2.5 years for Natalie from the anger that she was diagnosed to upon hearing she lost her battle and I know tomorrow at her funeral will be no exception to floods of tears.
Although I personally do not know her loving partner nor her family, all of us from work agreed that we wanted to attend her funeral as we want her loved ones to know (by our presence there tomorrow) how much we love Nat and how we will never forget her.
When people pass away you generally hear ” oh they were such a nice person” and I am no different here with Nat. She TRULY was one of the nicest people I had the privilege to meet. She would LOVE to hear gossip but she never said anything nasty about anyone and quite often had a simplistic view on why people would behave in the way they do. Nat never argued, name called nor can any of us think of anyone uttering a bad word about her in the whole time she worked with us- You all know how bitchy Nurses can be too!.
I have found myself saying over the past week that If anyone was to be granted a miracle during such a brave battle during their cancer fight it was beautiful Natalie. Nat radiated such a gorgeous energy, did her work and she never complained.
During her later stages of her short beautiful life, suffering excruciating and debilitating pain Nat never wallowed in self pity and like the hurdles she had faced previously, she came to accept that death was coming for her and she was not frightened. This did strangely bring a slight sense of comfort to me knowing she had come to terms with death and I can assure you I personally couldn’t guarantee that I would be so gracious. This is a testament to the amazing traits of such an amazing character.
About 3 months ago, I saw Natalie at work. I was told she was coming to clean out her locker and she had resigned a couple of months before that. The day she emptied her locker I knew that day would be the final time I would see her.
I was preparing myself to see her, Nat had ended her chemo and radiation as it was taking its toll on her body and pain of it was unbearable. I was walking the corridors not making any eye contact with anyone at the risk of someone seeing me hold back the tears. I had no words prepared and I was so scared as to what to say.
Without any warning I turned the corner I see Nat walking towards me, she seemed vague, was looking around the corridors and making her way to the exit. I was quiet and stood still … I didn’t speak but Natalie looked into my eyes and merely said… “Craig!… Give me a hug” .. a hug I will NEVER forget and there is almost some humour to that hug…
About a year before hand I was standing at the staff allocation board and I saw Nat walking towards me she veered off and stood right next to me .. I saw out the corner of my eye that Natalie was looking up at me… as I turned to her I say ” hey Nat! what are you up to” .. She looked straight into my soul ( im sure ) and she said ” Nothing, I just have this feeling to hug you” without hesitation I said opened my arms and said “hug me now” …. ” hmmmmm Nah Craig the moment has passed” .. I have to admit I was kind of bummed she opted out as I would have hugged her ten times a day if she asked.
As Natalie hugged me that last time I was immediately reminded (mid hug) to that year before and now I was finally getting my hug I had so desperately wanted and waited a year for. When Natalie had first left us to have cancer related surgery I was in Europe and had learnt of her diagnosis/ surgery after I had returned. I was shattered for her then and when she returned she not once ever asked for sympathy and her ability to get back to work with such ease never prompted me to even consider pitying her but my admiration for her courage and her strength further sky rocketed.
Despite her now inability to have children, Natalie just simply responded ” maybe it wasn’t meant for me”. I cursed every religious Icon for allowing this to happen to such a saintly girl ( I STILL curse them) . How she felt really about the cancer diagnosis I don’t think I will ever know as Natalie just focused on everyday and accepted that this had happened to her. She amazed me and continued to do so until her last day on this planet.
We were all to have a chance to lunch with Natalie before she passed but readmission into the hospice prevented the luncheon to happen and she died the day before we were due to meet. I had heard many amazing stories of her partner who cared for Natalie and was an incredible man by her side all the way. It always made my heart swell to know such love was with her all that time. Natalie deserved this love. If I allow myself I let myself go to that place of acknowledging that If it happened to me now I wouldn’t have that partner by my side and that breaks my heart. I do however remind myself that at least there are real men out there like Natalie’s partner who do exist and do not runaway from such trauma and heartache.
Just to leave you with an example of how truly amazing and selfless she was till the end- a close friend had gone to see her in the hospice and our friend ( who has know Nat the longest and visited her every week for months and months) eventually broke down in front of Nat and cried her heart out. She could see Natalie’s decline and she just couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. Tammy apologised for crying and said to Nat “this is not about me, I know it” .. Natalie looked at our friend and concerned about her sobbing friend… said ” this IS about you too” …
I do take comfort in the hope that she is with her beautiful mother now somewhere and cancer/pain free. I just cannot shake that feeling that she should be HERE cancer and pain free.
It was awful for many of us who did not get to see her in the hospice before her death but she will never be forgotten nor will her amazing hug she let me finally have.
Rest in peace our beautiful Natalie