My eight-year-old daughter Lillie wrote a song this week that speaks to the power of music—or perhaps to the power of stasis? Goes a little something like this:
Chorus
Oh dear, Lillie, don’t write a song!
It will burn my ears off
Oh yeah, now!
Oh dear, Lillie, don’t write a song!
Repeat chorus
So Lillie, don’t write a song!
I think you know why—
You don’t?!
Repeat chorus
It may be fun
But it probably most likely
Won’t
Repeat chorus THREE times
The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
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I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
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9 comments:
Guess what I want to hear? Over and over and over again?
Also, what's that other song Jason made up a year or so ago?
Dang. I'm old. Though not as old as you. ;)
heh heh heh.
Writing a song about NOT writing a song? Is this some sort of 8 year-old meta-music trickery? Just can't trust these kids nowadays because they're too smart for my 20-something brain.
Srsly, it's time to get head shots for the girl.
That's like a poem I once wrote in high school. Our english teacher was like, write a poem of any kind of went like this, "I'm not a poet and I know it. I like to go to rodeos and I have a cousin who can make me laugh." Lo and behold, the poem got printed in the school newspaper. So, I having a feeling that this will be a hit!
I assume you took the liberty of creating the line breaks yourself? I hope they stay true to the original meter of the song. She knows about repetition. No rhymes, but some good assonance. That shit's punk rock, man.
I especially like the bridge:
So Lillie, don’t write a song!
I think you know why—
You don’t?!
That's pretty awesome. Oh yeah, now!
That's right up there with the song my niece came up with at the age of 4 or 5.
Shake it over here!
Shake it over there!
Shake it everywhere!
In your underwear!
(Must be done in underwear with appropriate shaking of rear end)
First off, 'It may be fun/But it probably most likely/Won’t' is very Lennonesque.
Secondly, it knocks the wheels off of what my 4 year-old wrote:
Evan is a little cowboy
He just shot the guitar
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shot a wall with a bullet
And made a hole in the wall
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Evan is a little cowboy
This song, with my accompaniment on guitar, was my ringtone for the longest.
I wish I could hear it cause those lyrics are damn catchy!
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