New Tunes

The new MP3 players are here. Not only does Lily now have her own, but it is permanently attached to her ear. Last night, I heard her mumble in her sleep, “plug it in, plug it in” because a dead battery is her worst nightmare. People frequently ask her what she’s listening too. Well, she’s got Owen and Ana’s Favs – a mix tape her friends made for her before she left. She gets out every third word of ‘Hey now, you’re an Allstar, get your game on, go play.” “Walking on Sunshine” is always a singing and dancing number. Jake has loaded some Beatles on there for her (his choice) and some Dixie Chicks (her choice). She spent her MP3less days on the Gulf sitting in Michelle’s lap with one of Michelle’s earpieces in her ear so she also wants the music from Happy Feet and Carolyn Wonderland’s “Bad Girl Blues.” Finally, she gets in Daddy’s lap last night with a few requests from his music. Can I have “He went to Paris,” she asks? Aaaaw. She and Daddy sing Jimmy Buffet’s sad ballad every night. It will choke up anyone with a beating heart. She wants the song about her, also known as “Lily of the Valley” by Charlie Robinson. Her last request is the Dark Horse. “Can I have the Heart Dancing In Our Eyes song,” she asks sweetly. Please? I tune in for the response. “Sure,” Randall says, pleased with her selections. John Prine’s guitar starts up the simple melody of “In Spite of Ourselves,” while he records the odd-but-happy, love struck duet for her. It starts so innocently with “She don’t like her eggs all runny…” With all the rhyming couplets, she’ll have it memorized in no time. “…She gets it on like the Easter Bunny.” It’ll probably be me hiding my face at the marina club house while she belts out, “She thinks all my jokes are corny. Convict movies make her horny.” I think she’ll actually skip Iris DeMent’s mince no words description: “Well he ain’t been laid in a month of Sundays. Last night I caught him sniffing my undies.” She’s only four but, at four, that’s still strangely un-singable. If you want to rate the song’s preschool appropriateness, follow the link below and comment back. If you couldn’t care less what crazy things parents do these days but are in a quirky relationship that needs a new theme song, this might be just the one. And if you’re a movie buff, please let us know what movie this is from. I am guessing that Billy Bob Thornton’s character is the one with “balls the size of a big brass monkey” but I could be wrong. Play song at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5axlwCBXC8