Yes, indeedy, Esteemed Readers...it is Friday, which means it’s time yet again for the weekly Menagerie o’ Musical Miscellany spewed right out of the electronical brain of my Little White Choon Box.
How do those things work, anyway? Arthur C. Clarke once said that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic...which, in my eyes, would make the iPod somewhat magical. Mainly because I can’t understand how the damn thing works. Yes, I know there are integrated circuits and microchips and all that crap, but there’s no way I could assemble one, given the parts and tools.
A blender, maybe, I could build. An iPod, no.
Tonight, a nice braised brisket and the company of good friends. But in the meantime, we got us some Choons to listen to. What’s on the box today?
How do those things work, anyway? Arthur C. Clarke once said that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic...which, in my eyes, would make the iPod somewhat magical. Mainly because I can’t understand how the damn thing works. Yes, I know there are integrated circuits and microchips and all that crap, but there’s no way I could assemble one, given the parts and tools.
A blender, maybe, I could build. An iPod, no.
Tonight, a nice braised brisket and the company of good friends. But in the meantime, we got us some Choons to listen to. What’s on the box today?
- It Don’t Mean A Thing (If It Ain’t Got That Swing) - Stan Getz & Dizzy Gillespie
A bebop classic. - The Clouds Are Full of Wine (Not Whiskey or Rye) - Captain Beefheart
- Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles
- Montana - Frank Zappa
I might be movin’ to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of dental floss
Raisin’ it up
Waxin’ it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By myself I wouldn’t
Have no boss
But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss
(Raisin’ my lonely dental floss)
Well I just might grow me some bees
But I’d leave the sweet stuff
For somebody else...
But then on the other hand I would
Keep the wax
And melt it down
Pluck some floss
And swish it around
I’d have me a crop
And it’d be on top
(That’s why I’m movin’ to Montana)
Movin’ to Montana soon
Gonna be a dental floss tycoon
(Yes I am)
Movin’ to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
I’m pluckin’ the ol’ dennil floss
That’s growin’ on the prairie
Pluckin’ the floss!
I plucked all day and all night and all afternoon...
I’m ridin’ a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He’s a good hoss
Even though he’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He’s a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Anyway
I’m pluckin’ the ol’ dennil floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks
I don’t care if you think it’s silly, folks
I’m gonna find me a horse
Just about this big
And ride him all along the border line
With a pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand
By myself I wouldn’t
Have no boss
But I’d be raisin’ my lonely dental floss
Raisin’ my lonely dental floss
Raisin’ my lonely dental floss
Well I might ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin’ in the moon-lighty night
And then I’d get a cuppa coffee
And give my foot a push...
Just me and the pygmy pony
Over by the dennil floss bush
And then I might just jump back on
And ride like a cowboy
Into the dawn...to Montana
Movin’ to Montana soon
(Yippie-Ay-O-Tie-Ay)
Movin’ to Montana soon - It’s Hard To Be A Saint In The City - Bruce Springsteen
- Chopsticks (Live) - Ben Folds Five
- River Of Collections - Paul Cantelon
- Couldn’t Call It Unexpected - Elvis Costello
- Romantic Moves/Anniversaries - Bobby Slayton
- Barnyard - Brian Wilson
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