Why I Love My Dad
I listened to an interview with Tom Waits, very
interesting and funny. Go towww.npr.org , program :
All Things Considered" , Tuesday's show. On his
new threeCD anthology, he said the Disney Co.
threatened to sue him over "Heigh Ho" from
:Snow White, they claimed he changed the lyrics,
but he did not. As he says,"It took the skip
out of their step". I downloaded the song, and
as Tom is the world's worst singer, it sounds
like a nightmare in a slave mine.
He attached the song (fallen off a Russian server, like most of his mp3s) in his email. And as much as I love Tom Waits, D.D. is dead-on with this one.* ^
But I laughed through the whole thing, as did my dad. He's picky about his singers, (though he likes The Pogues; go figure) but he appreciates a good joke.
And he still doesn't believe me when I tell him he's the coolest dad ever. I mean, did YOUR dad take you to see Blondie when you were ten? Did he take you to see the Van Halen 1984 tour? And sing along? Did he say 'go for it' when you told him you wanted to grow up to be a back-up slut singer for Sting?
I didn't think so.
And that's just starters.
* I had Tom's “Heigh Ho” playing on my laptop while typing this, and O requested loudly and repeatedly that I turn it off, because, “it's like listening to pain.”
^ I've since played it half a dozen times. With its goofy horns and Tom's hellish voice, and the 'clang clang clang' warning bell from a train crossing, it's really growing on me.