moominmolly: (me-horns)
Last night, N was dancing around the kitchen singing the Gummi Bear song (warning: do not click that link unless you really, really want to hear a singing electronic gummi bear). But, being a little punchy, and a whole lot 7, she began replacing a lot of the words with "poop" and "pee". You know the drill: oh I'm a poopoo bear, yes I'm a peepee bear, and so on with pee and toilets and poo and all manner of germy unpleasantness.

For some reason, though, yesterday the sheer glee of her wiggly butt dance was making me laugh. Since poop jokes THRIVE on encouragement, I put on my most extremely serious face and said, "Natalie. I'm quite sure that those aren't the real lyrics. Perhaps you should check them."

Then, with her most wide-eyed innocent look, she replied, "Oh, no, mom. They really are. You accidentally downloaded the version that says, in parentheses at the end, "(bathroom words and explicit content)". I meant to tell you that." And promptly turned and wiggled her butt and kept up her poo-infested lyrics.

Also, she makes air parentheses. Do I do this? Did she get it from me? Because she's pretty much exactly my kid.

Movits!

Apr. 6th, 2011 03:15 pm
moominmolly: (happymollyslice)
You should go watch this youtube video and be in love with Movits just like I suddenly am. (Swedish big beat/rap with lots of adorableness and dancing, courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] fennel)
moominmolly: (steely glass)
What was the first piece of recorded music you ever owned, and in what format?

Not counting all of my records as a kid, the first thing I bought as a 'grownup' music consumer (age ~12) was a cassette single of Kylie Minogue's "The Locomotion".
moominmolly: (steely glass)
Natalie loves music, and talking about how it sounds and feels and what it reminds her of. Talking about different kinds of voices and words and instruments and tempos is pretty easy, so that's usually how it goes. But I'd also like to start teaching her about different time signatures.

I'm sure I can come up with some easy examples of songs in simple time signatures (2/4. 3/4. 4/4. 6/8, whatever), though I wouldn't turn down interesting suggestions. However, I would also like some good songs that play with time signatures or have unusual ones (like 5/4)? Fake Empire by The National comes to mind, but I'd like to make a playlist of a bunch of things. That way I can put it on in the background when we're driving and she wants to listen to music.

She's always been hooked by unusual rhythms, but it wasn't until today that I thought to put this all together and make a list, and of course I'm drawing a blank. Help!
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OK, Lady Gaga is actually kind of adorable. Here she is on French TV last December: she sings Eh Eh, plays a little ragtime, and screws around with Poker Face on the piano, throwing in some random made-up French lyrics and playing while standing up on the bench for no obvious reason.

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I have a complete voice crush on Artie from Glee. I think I'd listen to him sing anything. Dancing With Myself, Dream a Little Dream of Me, Safety Dance. I think in my perfect world, he'd sing some torch song like Quizás, Quizás, Quizás.
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OK, so, WHEN do you listen to music?

I've finally arranged my life to make it SO annoying to drive to work that biking is Obviously The Laziest Choice. This is wonderful for my health and well-being, but I feel a bit adrift, because the car has been my main music-playing device for several years. It turns out that while I love being intensely involved with the music I'm listening to, I am extremely bad at having that kind of music playing while, say, other people are in the room trying to talk to me, or while I have to think. Driving was perfect, but now that I'm not driving -- now what?

Sometimes I will set my phone to play at max volume and stick it, speakers up, into my bra, when I ride. This gives me music on my bike while still letting me listen to the traffic at full fidelity. But I can't always hear the music on busy roads, and... and it never quite works the way I want it to. I don't listen to music while I'm falling asleep. I rarely listen to music when hanging out with people, unless our activity is Listening To Music. I will sometimes put on music while cooking or puttering in the kitchen, but this leads me to put on different types of music, and so I get a lot less focused listening time than I used to.

It's confusing! How can I suddenly like different things just because I don't use the car as much? It's easy(ish) to find time to listen to old standards and things I love to sing along to. Wordless things I can listen to at work while working -- they help me focus, but, well, I don't exactly have a huge store of music that I've accumulated for the purpose of helping me focus.

So, hey you! When do you listen to music? At work? While socializing? When do you listen to NEW music, and how much attention do you give to it?


BTW: My list of things I feel a little adrift if I don't have: Graceland, some Bob Dylan (Blonde on Blonde, Blood on the Tracks, Nashville Skyline, whatever), and Gorecki's symphony no 3. This is by no means a comprehensive list of stuff I want to have with me, or even the stuff I listen to most often, but if I don't have those three things I get confused somewhere deep in my heart.
moominmolly: (steely glass)
What one (music) album do I need to carry around with me all the time? (Three, if you can't pick one.)
moominmolly: (steely glass)
Here is the Carolina Chocolate Drops covering Hit 'Em Up Style:



In love. Some others: Cornbread and Butter Beans(cute duet), Memphis Shakedown (instrumental with the sexiest kazoo ever). In short: <3

music play

May. 25th, 2010 09:21 am
moominmolly: (steely glass)
Okay, if you missed the make-any-song-swing tool "The Swinger" when [livejournal.com profile] fennel posted about it, rectify that right now and go play those samples. "Sweet Child of Mine" is the one I most want to dance to.

oh gaga.

Mar. 17th, 2010 08:45 am
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In case you have not yet seen the nine and a half minute long Lady Gaga/Beyoncé prison flick extravaganza "Telephone", it is here. I'm amused that MTV tried to make a cheat sheet for all of the pop culture references and missed enough that they had to issue a supplement. It's kinda NSFW but magnetic and epic and weird - I was reminded of Thriller.
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[livejournal.com profile] spike recently sent me a link to F_ck Sh_t Stack (N at all SFW), which reminded me of how much I love Reggie Watts. I've been checking him out all over Vimeo tonight, and it's a weird silly mixture of things. Still smitten.
moominmolly: (steely glass)
California English
Alabama Chicken
Tennessee Waltz
Nashville Skyline
London Calling

What comes next? I don't think it's Tokyo Police Club, but I might be wrong.

Bonus #1: the song [livejournal.com profile] ceelove played me last night, which is my new anthem: Unworthy, by Cheryl Wheeler.

Bonus #2: Nashville Skyline is still my favorite Dylan album, so here's another track.
moominmolly: (Default)
I played "3 Feet High and Rising" for Natalie, and she liked it well enough. I didn't get around to playing the other recommendations you guys gave me (thanks!), because last night all she wanted to hear was yodeling. We played "The Lonely Goatherd" three times, and she also quite liked this video of a girl who taught herself to yodel because she was bored.

Just keeping y'all up to date.
moominmolly: (steely glass)
So, I have a thing for Bob Dylan. A deep and abiding serious soft spot for his music, which actually includes his voice. I also have a thing about people making fun of his voice: I hate it. A lot. I think it's cheap and easy and lazy to play the "Bob Dylan has a funny voice ha ha" card. Don't like his music? Fine! I sincerely do not care. But don't go on about how awful he is, or how you only like covers of his music because he sounds like a dying cat. Just don't. It's the moral equivalent of "I like all kinds of music except country and rap". You get one warning, and this is it.

Anyway, so, yesterday Natalie and I were in the car, coming home from her school. I had my phone on shuffle over the stereo, and "Mama, You Been On My Mind" came on:

N: Ha ha!
Me: What?
N: Who is singing this?
Me: Bob Dylan.
N: Dylan! Is that a boy or a girl?
Me: He's a boy.
N: Ha! But he has a funny voice and he sings like this: *plugs her nose* HELLO! HELLO! Right?
Me: *laughing* Yes, he has a funny voice.

Okay, so, SHE can get away with it because I am quite certain there is no cultural in-joke there. She just thinks he has a silly voice. And she's three. :)
moominmolly: (Default)
[scene: in the car. NPR came on when I started it up.]

N: I want to listen to music. I want "Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes."
Me: Okay. *plays it*

[30 seconds pass]

N: Actually, I don't want to hear this, and I don't want to hear anything else by Paul Simon.
Me: Okay, what do you feel like hearing? Want to see what's on the radio?
N: No, something like Paul Simon but different.
Me: Um. How about Cat Stevens?
N: Is she a real cat?
Me: No, he's a man who sings songs. He sang "Moonshadow". [which I sang to her this weekend]
N: Okay.
Me: *plays Father and Son, the only Cat Stevens song on my iPhone at the moment*
N: What is this song about?
Me: It's about a parent and a kid who are having trouble listening and understanding each other.
N: When do they get to the part where they sing the title?
Me: This song doesn't have that! The title isn't in the song.
N (unimpressed): Oh.

[pause]

N: Not this song either. I want someone who sings stronger.
Me: Hmmm. How about Jay Brannan? *plays*
N: Oh! I've heard this song before! I have heard this, right?
Me: Yup!
N: I like it.

The song played out in silence as N listened contentedly. I wasn't sure what to put on next, so I went with Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah, and she was really into it, and especially the way his voice gets soft and loud. She practiced saying "hallelujah" until she got it right, and never asked what it meant, which is good, because there's no telling what I might have said.

music

Jan. 28th, 2009 01:52 pm
moominmolly: (natalie-run)
I've known for a while that Natalie is strongly motivated by music. She loves hearing songs, and there were lots of times when she was a baby when the only thing in the world that would calm her down was one of us singing her a song (preferably, multiple people singing it as a round). That would grab her attention right quick.

When it's just me and her in the car, it's fun to play her [livejournal.com profile] fennel's mixes, because she will just talk with me over the music until one catches her ear, and she asks, "what's this one? Who is singing this song?"

Anyway, until recently, she's mostly just asked questions about the lyrics of songs. But two recent conversations have made me curious about how much attention she pays to music.

Scene #1:
N, D, and I are driving in the car in Georgia over winter break. I am singing something, and David joins in. Natalie, from the backseat, says, "No, daddy, you stop singing. Just mommy should sing. When you sing it makes mommy's voice lower."

...well, that's true. I can sort of carry a tune all by myself, or if someone's singing the same part as me, but singing against someone else is hard and I do have a tendency to go flat. But... really? Enough that she NOTICED?

scene 2 is longer )
moominmolly: (steely glass)
I had an extremely difficult weekend -- blah blah hard hard, everyone's fine, not interested in talking about it, I'm fine too -- but the coffeeshop has been playing Paul Simon all morning and it helps a lot. They played Hearts and Bones, then Graceland, and now Rhythm of the Saints and I think, you know, I am just about always in the mood for this music even if I don't think I am.

What album are you always in the mood for?

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