An Odd Story From My Childhood
So I sent my mom this video (how could you not send your mom this video?):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v
And this was her reply. (Quimby was my Cabbage Patch doll, by the way):
…you were a lot like her when you were that age. I remember the time I came home from work and you had all your dolls and teddy bears on facecloths and towels on the family room floor and you told me it was a hospital and that Quimby had to have an operation because she had Hot Blood. I asked you what you had to do for that and you said that you had to suck out all the Hot Blood and put Cold Blood in her.
I am so totally fascinated by the minds of children!
Check THIS out.
I think, ultimately, I’m going to end up making folksy children’s records, like when I become a mother, probably. But they won’t be cheesy, they’ll be really good. Kids deserve that and are so underestimated in what they can appreciate, given the opportunity.
Maybe I’ll make a whole album about the Blue Lady and Bloody Mary… But I don’t know, maybe that would be exploitive and lame. But I think kids could appreciate an epic concept album if it were coming from the right ‘place’.
Don’t even get me started on kids’ entertainment in this day & age… I will be the PeeWee, not the Teletubby, of Children’s songwriters.
Anyway. Early day tomorrow. Drawing maps for work. Just tryin’ to help people find their way to church.
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