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Lost in Translation
It‘s my children’s favorite week at school this week. Mr. Bluestein comes to teach them folk dance and folk music appreciation. For me personally, I can understand why an appreciation for the folk genre needs to be taught. But for my kids, they are in silly song heaven. They begged me to let them get Mr. Bluestein’s self produced album “…for only $5 Mom!” and have been appreciating the heck out of an eclectic mix of folk songs since I bought it for them. It’s like fingernails on a chalkboard to me, but who am I to say to cultural enrichment, “Turn that nonsensical garbage down!”? And yet, with my kids currently in school and I’m free to listen to my own preference of music, I’m still Polly Wolly Doodling around singing, “ Now I love a good rendition of “She’ll Be Coming ‘Round the Mountain,” but my kids have keyed in on an original song by Mr. Bluestein and his mighty band of annoying song makers (Skillet Licorice) called “Haunted House.” My kids looooove this song. But mainly the chorus that goes, “King Kong the gorilla playing ping pong with Godzilla.” I haaaaate this song. When I convince the kids to quit playing the inane tune for any excuse I can think of (time to clip the dog’s toenails!), they continue to sing the one line over and over falling all over themselves every time with uncontrolled glee. “Isn’t that the funniest song, Mom?” “Isn’t this a great song, Mom?” “Don’t you just love this song, Mom?” “You want to hear it again, Mom? “Did your hear that, Mom? King Kong the gorilla is playing ping pong with Godzilla!” Oh I heard it. And I am doomed to never forget it. Worst five bucks I’ve ever spent. But if you’re nine years old or under – Mr. Bluestein and his band are the second coming of the Beatles and Money Can Buy Them Love. ☺ ☺ ☺
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posted by
AmandaS
on Sep 12, 2008 at 01:54 PM
Ugh. This sounds awful. I must insulate myself from Mr. Bluestein NOW. I need to engage my kids in a little Free to Be You and Me and Muppets, intstead. I had a hard enough time keeping Wiggles songs out of my head for 18 months. posted by
creatress
on Sep 12, 2008 at 01:55 PM
I think it's really cool that in spite of hating it, you not only bought your kids something they loved, but supported a small musician. And yeah, I know just what you mean about horrible kids songs stuck in your head. I hear them ALL day at work. Of course while laying in bed at night, they're still screeching around in there. Ugh. Who knew Raffie could sound better than Paul compaired to some of the stuff out there!
posted by
hmoeckli
on Sep 12, 2008 at 08:09 PM
That is very nice of you to buy your children an album they love so dearly. And very big of you not to accidentally drop it into the garbage disposal. Personally I love Raffi and the Muppets, but that's it. Em watches this Johny and the Sprites crap on t.v. when I am running around getting ready in the morning. She loves it, but it is the very definition of inane. And the wiggles, ugh, don't get me started on them. They are just weird. posted by
kellimwheeler
on Sep 13, 2008 at 12:52 PM
You know, I didn't mind the Raffi and Elmo years. Luckily my kids never caught on to the Wiggles. But I can still sing you every opening jingle to Clifford, Dragon Tales and that annoying little Caillou.
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