Musical Memories (Song Titles/Lyrics)
Yes, Socks. Every one of my prompts has a parenthetical to it. I'm "Complicated" that way.
I love music. I think it started when I was a child growing up in Indiana. My brother Ryan and I would go downstairs into the basement and listen to the Disney records. I remember the Jungle Book for some reason.
Then there were musicals. The Wizard of Oz was one of my favorites, and my parents knew that if it was on, I had to watch it much to their chagrin. So, they would send me to their bedroom to watch it. Alone. Big mistake. You know the scene with the flying monkeys? I thought I could fly, too, so I scaled the drawers of the dresser. Apparently, I was heavier than the contents of the dresser, and it fell on top of me. Miraculously, I suffered no broken bones. Super Asian indeed!
I was in high school when I discovered West Side Story. I fixated on that as well. "Maria," "Hey Officer Krupke," "Somewhere." I remember them well. I so had a crush on the guy who played Tony. (So what if he was an old guy now?) Then I rediscovered The Music Man a few years ago. Not the one with Matthew Broderick, but the original one. The Sound of Music I bought new on DVD at a flea market (I that what those things are called? Why are they called flea markets?) for like $2, and was amazed at how freakin' long it was. (One of the 6th grade summer reading books is Surviving the Applewhites, and it references The Sound of Music.)
Grease. How totally awesome is Grease? Is there a better musical on the planet? Who didn't want to be Sandy? I totally wanted to live in that time period. Oh the tragedy to have slanted eyes and brown hair! I could never sing "Summer Lovin.'" (Right now I'm thinking how smart Donna, or Donner as Matt said yesterday, is by changing the topic to "Musical Memories.")
Switching gears. I'm never without my iPod. (You really didn't think that I was going to avoid a reference to Junior, did you?) When my first iPod, Hans, (not Donna's Hans) died, I had a melt down. (He was named Hans, by the way, because he was engraved with the quotation from Hans Christian Anderson "Where words fail, music speaks.") I did not even hesitate to plop down the $300+ to replace him, this time from Best Buy so if his sound jack goes out in the next three years, he will be replaced. (Stupid Apple.)
Despite his 80 GB capacity, Junior only currently houses 431 songs. One of my favorites is "Spark" from Over the Rhine, a little known group from Ohio. (Nick has heard me talk about them.)
Here is a short snippet of the song:
It's not the spark that that caused the fire/ It was the air you breathe that fanned the flame/What you think you'll solve with violence/ Will only spread like a disease/Until it all comes 'round again/ Was John the only dreamer?/ Sleep with one eye close to the ground/And wake up dreaming/When we lay our cold weapons down/ We'll wake up dreaming
Okay, on a lighter note, I love great song titles. Right now, my ringtone is Weezer's "Pork and Beans" and I dream that one day that I'll meet the guy that will make "Banana Pancakes" for me. I also like those great one liners that you find "There's the flasher that lives next door" (okay, I'm kind of cheating; that's from Hairspray). For some reason that line is stuck in my head. Maybe because of Donner's "flasher"'s hat from yesterday?
I love music. I think it started when I was a child growing up in Indiana. My brother Ryan and I would go downstairs into the basement and listen to the Disney records. I remember the Jungle Book for some reason.
Then there were musicals. The Wizard of Oz was one of my favorites, and my parents knew that if it was on, I had to watch it much to their chagrin. So, they would send me to their bedroom to watch it. Alone. Big mistake. You know the scene with the flying monkeys? I thought I could fly, too, so I scaled the drawers of the dresser. Apparently, I was heavier than the contents of the dresser, and it fell on top of me. Miraculously, I suffered no broken bones. Super Asian indeed!
I was in high school when I discovered West Side Story. I fixated on that as well. "Maria," "Hey Officer Krupke," "Somewhere." I remember them well. I so had a crush on the guy who played Tony. (So what if he was an old guy now?) Then I rediscovered The Music Man a few years ago. Not the one with Matthew Broderick, but the original one. The Sound of Music I bought new on DVD at a flea market (I that what those things are called? Why are they called flea markets?) for like $2, and was amazed at how freakin' long it was. (One of the 6th grade summer reading books is Surviving the Applewhites, and it references The Sound of Music.)
Grease. How totally awesome is Grease? Is there a better musical on the planet? Who didn't want to be Sandy? I totally wanted to live in that time period. Oh the tragedy to have slanted eyes and brown hair! I could never sing "Summer Lovin.'" (Right now I'm thinking how smart Donna, or Donner as Matt said yesterday, is by changing the topic to "Musical Memories.")
Switching gears. I'm never without my iPod. (You really didn't think that I was going to avoid a reference to Junior, did you?) When my first iPod, Hans, (not Donna's Hans) died, I had a melt down. (He was named Hans, by the way, because he was engraved with the quotation from Hans Christian Anderson "Where words fail, music speaks.") I did not even hesitate to plop down the $300+ to replace him, this time from Best Buy so if his sound jack goes out in the next three years, he will be replaced. (Stupid Apple.)
Despite his 80 GB capacity, Junior only currently houses 431 songs. One of my favorites is "Spark" from Over the Rhine, a little known group from Ohio. (Nick has heard me talk about them.)
Here is a short snippet of the song:
It's not the spark that that caused the fire/ It was the air you breathe that fanned the flame/What you think you'll solve with violence/ Will only spread like a disease/Until it all comes 'round again/ Was John the only dreamer?/ Sleep with one eye close to the ground/And wake up dreaming/When we lay our cold weapons down/ We'll wake up dreaming
Okay, on a lighter note, I love great song titles. Right now, my ringtone is Weezer's "Pork and Beans" and I dream that one day that I'll meet the guy that will make "Banana Pancakes" for me. I also like those great one liners that you find "There's the flasher that lives next door" (okay, I'm kind of cheating; that's from Hairspray). For some reason that line is stuck in my head. Maybe because of Donner's "flasher"'s hat from yesterday?
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