Kids’ Tunes
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- February
- 10
I enjoyed Jorge’s blog about taking his son to his first Metallica concert.
My son is a bit too young to appreciate Metallica. He’s 14-months-old. Although he does stomp around the apartment like he’s ready to smash a guitar or bite off the head of a chicken.
No, Laurie Berkner is more his speed. If you don’t know about Laurie Berkner, she’s the rage among little kids and toddlers. Okay, she has been for the better part of a decade but I’d never heard of her until my wife handed me a CD a few months back at the start of a long drive.
I must admit I didn’t quite get the attraction early on. Actually, by the first exit on the NJ Turnpike I was ready to tear my hair out. But it was keeping him relaxed and who wants to drive with a cranky kid.
Some of the lyrics seemed a bit, how should I say it, ridiculous. And as we got into the DVDs, I wondered about what he might be learning from these songs. There was one about chickens where she had the little groupies shaking eggs really hard. That’s fine if they were soon to be scrambled – but what if they were the little chick variety and these kids were giving them permanent brain damage. Really, these were things I thought about.
But my son was mesmerized. He really enjoys the songs and even dances a bit to them. If you count two steps back, one step forward dancing. (We do)
So what really counts is that I can sit there with my son, humming along, watching him break out into a smile each time that pig shows up on Laurie’s head. Which will be fine until he’s ready to sing along to Van Morrison and The Band.
And lately the songs are growing on me.
There’s one about Victor Vito and Freddie Fasco that’s particularly catchy and includes words like Tabasco, rutabaga and collared greens. How can you complain about a kids song that has the words Tabasco, rutabaga and collared greens?
So, yes, sometimes I find myself singing “Victor Vito” or “Under a Shady Tree” or “We are the Dinosaurs”.
Which Jorge is happy about because it means I no longer sing “Cripple Creek” all day long at my desk.
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on Tuesday, February 10th, 2009 at 11:47 am by Jon Bandler.
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