Merry Christmas you weird-ass singing 27 going on 13 year old) We’ll frolic and play, the Eskimo way, ( Yeah eat still warm animal flesh, kiss with our noses and give birth on an ice flo. ( Other kids? How old is this person, I mean he is talking about marriage for Christs sake!) We’ll have lots of fun with mister snowman, The plans that we’ve made, ( Yes! The plans tell about the Plans George…)Īnd pretend that he’s a circus clown ( No, there is absolutely nothing funny/charming/cute about a circus clown made of snow, standing alone, not moving…yet) (!? The ground is beginning to feel decidedly spongy…)
He’ll say: Are you married? ( Who do you mean and who the fuck is Parson Brown?)
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown ( ?) ( still safe, expanding the imagery including local fauna in order to stress seasonal climate changes, safe, safe. ( ok nothing strange, it is a fairly attractive image, sort of what we remember about the song. (And just so you can have the damn song stuck in your head for a week, here is a link to a video of Winter Wonderland ). The lyrics! Jesus Christ, the lyrics! (I am liking this Richard Smith guy, get weird much, Richard?) (lol) This, (classic, hear it every damn Christmas, included in every Xmas music CD compilation set that Time-Warner or whoever else sells this shit to people on cable TV) song, ‘ Winter Wonderland’ has very much got my attention.
LATER ON WE LL CONSPIRE TV
So I scan the lyrics for the part about ‘the sleighbells’ and the line “ Later on we’ll conspire” jumps out on the screen, and goes for my head, like one of those semi- chimpanzees that they use on TV shows ( when the Producer wants ‘cute’ and but doesn’t want the risk that one of the actors might get their faces bitten off by the anthropomorphically bad tempered real chimps.) I played a brief clip of the song and that starts the mindworm, and its like, ‘goddamn lets write this thing so I can play some music I like and get the tune out of my head’. So, on to google and a quick search turned up the whole story, name of song, lyrics a damn mp3. And the music of course, the damn catchy music. All of a sudden the phrase ‘sleigh bells ring, can’t you (something something) them’ gets in my head. At just about this time the weather forecast impinged on my consciousness with something about snow later. Yesterday morning I heard the Doctrine calling (‘… clark….time for another post…’). (Now, some of my musical references have been ‘constructively criticized’ as being limited by my age/taste (in music), and to the person who offered this constructive criticism (I channel Samuel Jackson to say) ” I hope you die and burn in Hell”.)
Which brings us to the current Post’s subtitle. Simply put, song lyrics are hard to disregard). Something to do with music itself having an affinity for emotional content. Good/bad, weak/strong, not mattering, it will always have something that gives you a little kick when you run the song through your head. We both agreed that any song that you remember, has an emotional charge. (Downspring Glenn and I were discussing this idea just last night. Write and re-write.Īnd when it comes to sub-titles, I definitely have a soft spot for song lyrics. Once I have that, and hopefully the germ of a topic, the rest is grinding out the words. First and foremost is a subtitle that I ‘get something from’ a vibe, a laugh, could be anything but it (the subtitle) must make me stop and “Yeah, I like that!”. …I’ll bet you thought that ‘Winter Wonderland’ (music by Felix Bernard, and lyrics by Richard Smith) was just some old 40’s, ‘girls like this song’ kind of Xmas carole, now didn’t you?Īs readers know by now, unlike our talented but under-producing Progenitor roger, when it comes to writing these Posts I have a certain set of conditions that I find essential in order to get the words to appear.
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