
October 25, 2012
Tomorrow we host a three year old’s birthday party. There is a Peppa Pig cake, they’ll be party games and I’m fairly convinced after about 20 mins I’ll be desperately trying to encourage them to play an elongated game of sleeping lions. I get one privilege at the kids birthday parties, one domain which is mine and mine only: Music. That’s right people, I DJ for toddler birthday parties. Yep, you thought that small children like nursery rhymes and the Wiggles, no, no they don’t. They like The Clash, I have proven this.
So, with a party looming I’ve been scouting the interwebs looking for kid friendly songs, and by ‘kid friendly’ I mean no audible swearing and only oblique references to drugs, sex or other misdemeanours.
Whilst on the search I stumbled across one of my fav music blogs, yvynyl who introduced me to the quite superb Leapling. They’ve recently signed to Father / Daughter records and have released the perfectly paced Seventeen:
© 2013 SGTMT | Theme by Eleven Themes
Matt, you kill me. Literally. I am now dead. Dead, dead, and never called me mother. See? I am free-associating, which is a sure sign of having passed on.
Clash Disco for toddlers. Well, why not?!
OK, do you want the good news, or the bad news?
The bad news is that I intend to set up my own competitive blog, so that I can rant about music and badger culling to my heart’s content, without the guilty feeling that I am imposing on your blogosphere. Here’s a link, he said bravely, with every expectation that the damned thing won’t work:
http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=4945719076759923521#editor/target=post;postID=823031850374170241
And if that doesn’t work, you can try this:
http://deedsmeister.blogspot.com/b/post-preview?token=XtYCnToBAAA.S9Vzy-a30OAXaPpN_JajTQ.iw4mesrqEHlEbMKyiZC3BA&postId=823031850374170241&type=POST
Look, I am just freewheeling through this world trying to find meaning, and apart from the deep and abiding affection I feel for my family (apart from Bob, I only have his mother’s word for it that he sprang from my loins, the little bastard is just too talented, handsome and affable to have had anything to do with me or my side of the family – we’re peasants, basically *hocks up a greenie*), it all seems pretty pointless to me. Please don’t take that as a depressing or negative viewpoint: as long as we have music – sweet, sweet music – we can get by. So go on doing what you do, and do it harder and faster. You are worthwhile.
Sorry, I really shouldn’t be allowed out on my own. Maybe THIS link will work. Not sure the two above do.
http://deedsmeister.blogspot.co.uk/
Hale fellow, well met.