It’s no secret that music resonates with many of us, almost as if it possesses its own unique language.
For centuries, as long as humans have been able to listen, music has held a significant place in our cultures, stirring deep emotions and inspiring countless individuals. While musical styles evolve over time, some songs remain timeless, continuing to evoke strong feelings and find appreciation long after their initial release.
One of the remarkable aspects of music, and songs in particular, is the unique interpretation each artist brings. A perfect example of this is “You Raise Me Up”, a classic first introduced in 2001 and later covered by notable artists like Josh Groban in 2003 and Westlife in 2005
Chances are you’ve heard this song, if not, it’s definitely worth a listen. The fact that over 100 artists have covered it speaks volumes about its enduring appeal. Among all the versions of this cherished ballad, one that stands out for its haunting beauty is performed by Brigham Young University’s Vocal Point.
Founded in 1991 by BYU students Dave Boyce and Bob Ahlander, BYU Vocal Point is a nine-member acapella group that quickly gained immense popularity on campus and finished fifth in NBC’s third season of The Sing-Off.
In 2018, they announced a record deal with Universal Music Group’s classical label, Decca Gold. Jason Bromley, one of the group’s members, remarked: “We’re ordinary college students doing extraordinary things”.
Their cover of “You Raise Me Up” is a true testament to their exceptional talent, creating unforgettable musical moments.
The accompanying video features the group harmonizing against a stunning mountainous backdrop, merging their voices in an awe-inspiring manner. Still skeptical? Check out the mesmerizing rendition of BYU Vocal Point in the video below:
Arrogant Homeowners Wouldn’t Pay My Plumber Father, They Thought They Outsmarted Him, but He Got the Final Chuckle
An entitled couple learned a hard lesson when they tried to cheat my dad, a hardworking plumber, out of his payment. Here’s how he turned the tables on them. I’m Phoebe, but you can call me Pippi, just like my dad does. My dad, Pete, is a 55-year-old plumber with a rugged look and hands that show years of hard work.
He treats every job like it’s his own home, and his dedication often gets him taken for granted. A few months ago, I visited my dad at his place, where I found him on the patio, enjoying a cigar and laughing heartily. I asked what was so funny, and he began to tell me about the Carlyles, a couple who wanted an extravagant bathroom remodel.
They picked every detail, from the tiles to the toilet paper holder, and at first, it seemed like a dream job. But on the last day, just as my dad finished the grouting, the Carlyles sat on their couch, ready to pull a fast one. Mrs. Carlyle claimed the tiles were wrong, despite having chosen them herself. To my dad’s shock, they only wanted to pay him half of what they owed.
Frustrated but clever, my dad decided to teach them a lesson. Instead of using water in the grout, he mixed it with sugar and honey, packed up his tools, and left with half the payment. He knew the couple wouldn’t notice anything wrong immediately; the grout looked fine when it dried.
Weeks later, Mrs. Carlyle took a shower and found ants crawling along the grout lines. The next day brought cockroaches, and soon enough, all sorts of bugs showed up. My dad had a friend, Johnny, who lived next door and kept him updated on the couple’s pest problems.
The Carlyles tried everything to get rid of the bugs, spending a fortune on pest control, but nothing worked. They even blamed the pest sprays for ruining the grout, not realizing that the sugar residue was the source of their problems.
My dad told me the couple ended up redoing their entire bathroom a year later, but the sugar was still lurking underneath, keeping the bugs coming back. They were clueless, still planning to remodel again.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for them. My dad explained that their actions insulted his work and pride. He needed to protect his reputation in the plumbing business, and if he let them cheat him, others might try to do the same.
The stories continued. Johnny shared how Mrs. Carlyle had a fancy dinner party and screamed when she found a cockroach in the bathroom. Mr. Carlyle attempted to fix the problem himself, only to create a chemical factory smell without solving anything.
Over a year later, the couple was at their wits’ end and even considered selling their house. My dad chuckled, noting that perhaps his revenge lasted longer than intended, but he felt it was a deserved lesson.
As we sat watching the sunset, I couldn’t help but appreciate the cleverness of my dad’s actions. He taught them a lesson they wouldn’t forget, and I laughed at the thought of the Carlyles’ continued struggles. I promised him that if I ever needed plumbing work done, I would pay him in full upfront. It was a fitting reminder that sometimes, karma comes with unexpected consequences.
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