Friday, July 12th, 2013
2 years, 7 months.
I grew up never really “getting” the concept of musicals.
The fact that all the people in each scene just happen to know the lyrics and melody of the same song about the event happening in real time, not questioning where the musical accompaniment is coming from…
Not to mention, the fact they typically never acknowledge, after finishing the song, that they indeed just sang a song.
Maybe that’s one of the reasons that I love The Lorax movie so much: It opens with a hilarious musical number that not only satirizes the stereotypical overindulgent American lifestyle, but it also mocks musicals themselves.
I love how at the end of the song I’m referring to, “Thneedville Song,” that the O’Hare delivery guy sort of gets stuck after finishing the final note of the song and has to be escorted away by two other men.
“What happened to that man?” you recently asked after seeing that part.
So, yes, I’ve always perceived musicals as impractical, unrealistic, and just plain absurd.
Because this is what I know as normal: All throughout the day, you’re either A) making up a song about what you see around you or B) singing a pre-existing song that relates to what you see around you.
Here’s a perfect example:
I love the hilarious twist ending of this video when it is revealed that you are serenading a toy lizard in a plastic boat.
For me, it’s equal amounts precious and hilarious.
Tonight as I was tucking you in for bed, you made a special request, “Daddy, sing “Gorillas Are Angry.’”
Knowing that you were asking me to make up a new song on the spot about the first random thought that came to your mind, I just went with it, singing, “Gorillas are angry, gorillas are angry…”.
Your response was perfect:
“I don’t know that song, Daddy.”
Yeah, that makes two of us!
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