Wednesday, February 10, 2016

On Getting Older:

"Getting older is like having a rock fight with life.
 It starts out with one or two rocks, and before you know it, you're in an all-out war."

                                                                        ---That Would Be Me


On Introducing the World to Rock:

"Roll over, Beethoven."

                                                                                                          ---Chuck Berry




On Amy Poehler's Classic Poop Fight 

"No. Ah. That's disgusting. What are you doing?
Help! Help! Tom! Tom! Why would you
think this is fun?"

                                                                   ---Leslie Knope







On Loving Life:

"Boo-yah!"




                                                        ---Maren Rosa


"Heh, heh!"


                                                                                                   ---Isla Rosa





The Daily News

1  Wednesday again. They come sixty times faster than when I was a lad.

2  Getting older is like having a rock fight with life.

3  It starts out with one or two rocks, and before you know it, you're in an all-out war.

4  And rock fights remind me of Amy Poehler in Parks and Rec. I watched that classic episode at some moment last week, the one that announced to the world that Parks and Rec had arrived.

5  Potty humor all the way, but I still found myself chuckling at stuff between yelling out, "Who watches this stuff? That is so immature!" Followed by this:

6  "Bwhahahahaha!"

7  What a way to start the morning news.

8  I'd better move off this subject.

9  I might get it on my shoes. 

10  Wanna know what I do when that happens?

11  I throw the shoes in the garbage and buy new ones.

12  That's how I get my kicks.

13  

14  Anybody lookin'?

15  It's all downhill from here, I promise you.

16  




17  Moving On, Part One: Let Us Move From Barbarism to Civilization, Dept: Are there any singers out there? Then you might be with me on this one. What's fun about singing is that when you work on a song, you often discover the genius of certain lyricists.

18  One of the greatest rock lyricists of all time is Chuck Berry. I have met a lot of people over the years who sing along with the choruses of songs, but who are shaky on the verses. Allow me to illustrate with a tune crafted by the quintessential Chuck Berry.

19  I don't know if I ever laid down Roll Over, Beethoven on the DN (heck, I may have laid it down last week for all I know!) but even if I didn't, it is a fun song to examine on Berry's word-play alone. I added what I thought the words were when I first played it, as well as adding my own thoughts. For the record, Chuck Berry changed the words at will. So here, for your enjoyment, are the published lyrics to Chuck Berry's Roll Over, Beethoven:

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Roll Over, Beethoven

By Chuck Berry


I'm gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record  (I thought this was "It's a rockin' little record.")
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today (just "gotta." No "I." AND "gotta hit it again...)

You know my temperature's risin'
And the juke box blows a fuse (No "And.")
My heart's beatin' rhythm
And my soul keeps on singin' the blues (...  (Again, no "And." Also, my soul keeps'a singin' the blues)
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news (I never could spell "Tchaikovsky.")

I got the rockin' pneumonia (I found the word "pneumonia" a spelling demon as well.)
I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I think I'm rollin' arhritis  (Amazing combo of metaphor and personification. The word "arthritis gets stretched to four syllables on the record. I say this off the record.)
Sittin' down by the rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two

Well, if you feel it you like it  (Obvious double entendre.  I refuse further comment.)
Go get your lover, then reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up just
A trifle further, and reel and rock it,
Roll it over,
Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two

Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle, (I thought it was "I'ma play my fiddle.)
Ain't got nothin' to lose (I sang it without the "ain't." Pretty sure Chuck did as well.)
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news

You know she wiggles like a glow worm,
Dance like a spinnin' top
She got a crazy partner (The narrator gets dissed. She likes some ham-and-egger.)
Oughta see 'em reel and rock 
Long as she got a dime the music will never stop (It used to be a dime per song on a juke box.)

Roll over Beethoven 
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven

Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues (What nerve. I love this line!)







21  It looks funny because it almost sounds way too formal.

22  And really? Have you ever tried spelling the word rhythm four different times?

23  Or omitting the "g" on any word ending in -ing?

24  Chuck Berry. I'm tellin' ya. Puts a lot of strain on us editors.

25  Balls to the walls.

26  Calling out Beethoven AND Tchaikovsky, and daring me to spell both correctly.

27  And that is just one of his songs.

28  The guy is a poet.

29  I'm serious.

30  My source for the lyrics is Google Play, which gives credibility to those sacred words.

31  I wouldn't have it any other way.

32  And dare I say it, the lyrics are pretty enticing, almost like Dove chocolates, or a lot of other things.

33  What is the worst part of the song?

34  She got a crazy partner.

35  Haha. Ah, unrequited love. Is there anything more heartbreaking? She got a crazy partner. Dude telling the story must sigh and pine.

36  Genius, I tell you.

37  I shall now bow out gracefully.

38  Gottago. It is well into the five a.m. bordering on the six a.m. and I must needs have a beauty sleep before the day takes me down like a rag doll.

39  Too late. Editing this took me into the 7:30. This was lofty. But it is time to rise and shine. Have a GREAT day! Whoops. Babies here, as well as roof-rat guy. It is now 9:40, and every word this guy says costs me money. 

40  See you again. Wish me luck. Bye now.

41  Peace.


~H~


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