Sunday, July 02, 2006

Aww "Dirt!"

There is a lot of singing and music around our house, I don’t think it rots the brain (or at least I didn’t think so) the way TV tends to. Since I now have two children and have very fond memories of the music that was always playing when I was growing up, I developed an immense appreciation if not passion for all kinds of music, excluding anything played on a pop music radio station, but that goes without saying.

When Rhett was just learning to talk he would shout from the back seat “Jack Johnson” “Jack Johnson” and he has always seemed to enjoy two things music and animals…. Now, wanting to “raise him right” which also includes his new little brother… I have always tried to play music that I thought relevant, I still dig the JD song “This Old Guitar”, so I’m hoping they grow up and remember fondly the music we played in the house and also appreciate how universal it is…. BTW, they’re both going to be rock stars guaranteed…

Anyway, so instead of TV, they often get music…. With TV you have violence and sex – the sex part no big deal, but the violence not so cool, and children’s television can make me crazy – except the backyardigans – those kids can sing….

Rhett is at a very cool age and he has his favorite musicians and songs. Currently he is a big Ben Folds fan, now you’re thinking, “kid has good taste” right? Except he seems to think that The Ben Folds Five was “overrated” which actually comes out “ovulated” when asked….

My point, well the day yesterday started normally enough and as I am prone to do, I put on a record, err… mp3 and was cleaning the kitchen, and as Rhett is prone to do… He says “Better Song!” which if you have ever hung out with a 2 and a1/2 year old you will recognize, not as a statement but a command! So, I skipped ahead to another Ben Folds song called… Wait for it… “Bastard”…. Don’t call CPS, the song in my opinion has a few good life lessons to impart and is: forgive me as I’m a terrible role model, one of Rhett and Daddy’s favorites. So, I’m cleaning and singing and not really thinking about the lyrics too much when Ben and I sing out (loudly)… “The more you know, you know you don’t know…..” And I stopped – had no time to think- and Rhett sang clearly in key (Loudly) “Shit”…. I looked at him… He smiled and said “The Whiz Man" will never fit you like "The Whiz Kid" did…

So true......

Here are the lyrics if you aren't familar...

The old bastard left his ties and a suit A brown box Moth balls and bowling shoes And his opinions so you'd never have to choose

Pretty soon you'll be an old bastard too You get smaller as the world gets big The more you know you know you don't know shit "The Whiz Man" will never fit you like "The Whiz Kid" did
So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know? It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay If you don't know everything

Close your eyes Close your ears young man You've seen and heard all an old man can
Spread the facts on the floor like a fan
Throw away the ones that make you feel bad
Kids today are getting old too fast They can't wait to grow up so they can kiss some ass
They get nostalgic about the last ten years Before the last ten years have passed

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's okay if you don't know everything

Tears land on a hand on a chest
The old bastard had a paradigm arrest
He got smaller and the world got big
The more he knew he knew he didn't know shit "The Whiz Man" never fit him like "The Whiz Kid" did

So why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything
Why you gotta act like you know when you don't know?
It's ok if you don't know everything

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nothing quite as powerful as music lyrics, your kid said shit, oops, but there are worse things you could teach your child. You are true of heart, your children will be the same.

That "bastard" made me think of a DMB song...

Mother, father please explain to me
Why a world so full of mystery
A place so bitter and still so sweet
So beautiful and yet so full of sad, sad...

Mother, father please explain to me
Why forests march to desert speed
While snowcapped mountains melt away
What do we tell our babies, when do we say, oh

Mother, father please explain to me
How a man who rocks his child to sleep
Pulls the trigger on his brother's heart
He digs a hole right to the middle of this storm of hatred

Mother, father please explain to me
How it could be so this world has come to be
A precious balance in between
Such cruelty and such kindness please

Mother, father please explain to me
How this world has come to be
Unequaled in her blessings, oh, I see
Unbridled hatred so extreme, please tell me

Mother, father please explain to me
How this world has come to be so
Twisted between time and dreams
Oh, mother, father please explain to me
Oh, what's all this talk about?
All this talk about it
Spinning down, down, down, down, down
All this talk about
Endless words without
Nothing's done

Mother, father do you know
Why one man's belly overflows
Another sleeps in hunger's bed
Oh, we trade our world for a piece of bread

Oh Mother, father please explain to me
How this rare world's come to be
A place so full of color yet overflowing
Always in black and white
Drowning in the waters of our...

Mother, father please explain to me
How this world has come to be
While still blessed in all the things we see
Such a sad, sad home for you and me

Come out, and hold,
Come on out you
Come on out you
Come and save yourself

Come on out you
Come on we're taking the water
We're taken the water
We're taken the water
But you know
We got the freedom
We got the freedom

There's no God above
And no hell below
Oh, it's here with us
It's up to us
To keep afloat

How this sweet world has come to be
Oh to keep afloat

Mother, father please explain to me
How this rare world has come to be
Oh, let the blue planet
Let the blue planet

Mother, father please explain to me
Mother, father please explain

12:00 PM  
Blogger DJ KFC and the Pot Pan Kitchen Posse said...

Thanks

12:44 PM  

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