Tuesday, February 14, 2006

The Adventures of Nigel, first canto

George and Darcy are sitting on the piano bench, "reading" the music on the stand. George runs his finger along the staff, following along as they sing. The tune is a fairly high-pitched monotone, the rhythm very avant garde, the key signature variable, the song wends along for page after page and minute after minute...and the lyrics? "...Baby Nigel's mummy and daddy came back, oh, they came back, they came back and they taked baby Nigel home...And Baby Nigel was pooing at the market, and he got a present, he got a present, and then he had to go to the hospital because he brained himself with the present and it was some ABC puzzles...and they said at the hospital and Nigel's mummy and daddy said to the nurse 'Nigel brained himself right on his head with the ABC puzzle'...And the sun came out..."


Blogger Chag said...

Great lyrics! What tune was this song sung to? Mary Had A Little Lamb?

2/14/2006 02:26:00 p.m.  
Anonymous MIM said...

Mary, what are you feeding those kids? Acid?

2/14/2006 03:01:00 p.m.  
Blogger Angela said...

I have no words... where do they come up with these things??

2/14/2006 06:21:00 p.m.  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Chag: Nope. "The Wind Cries Mary". LOL

In fact, the music that they were "reading" was the index page of the Urtext edition of Beethoven's piano concertos. Really.

mim: Ha! They wish. Any drugs round here are strictly mine, and I don't share. I need them more.

Angela: Apparently mim thinks I feed them bad drugs. As if they need the help...

2/14/2006 07:03:00 p.m.  
Blogger Queen Bee said...

It's a start, no matter how... :P

2/15/2006 01:09:00 a.m.  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Chag: Oops. Sonatas. Not concertos.

QueenBee: Almost all kids do this. They stop singing later, particularly the boys, because it's not "cool". So sad that "cool" seems to involve removing from your life anything spontaneous, idiosyncratic, or remotely creative...

2/15/2006 07:36:00 a.m.  

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