That's me at the drive-thru
That's me in my car, like, trying to eat a Happy Meal...
I thought that I asked for ketchup, I thought that I asked for straws,
I think I thought I saw Ronald McDonald. But that was Mayor McCheese...
Has anybody ever heard it, and if so do you know who sang it and if it is
available? Thanks a lot.
JuntMonkey
Sounds like Weird Al Jankovich.
TBone
*Yankovich. He did one of Stand called 'Spam' and added a little bit of Bang
and Blame in 'The Alternative Polka'.
--Taylor
"We're only what our minds assume." -- The Lifting, R.E.M.
"Usually around this time of the year I go on a tri-state killing spree, but
this year I decided to go on tour with the Minus 5." -- Peter Buck
*Yankovic*. No "h" on the end. I think I have just set a personal record in The
Dullest Thing I've Ever Annoyingly Corrected Anyone About category.
I should say this in Weird Al's defense, though -- he *is* a musical
inspiration to the young'uns. I've offered guitar lessons to my uninterested
eleven-year-old nephew a zillion times, and he finally took me up on it
yesterday when I said I could have him playing the basics of "The Saga Begins"
(the Star Wars spoof on "American Pie") by day's end. And he's doing quite well
with it! Now, alas, he inevitably wants me to teach him how to do "Pretty Fly
For A Rabbi." I may have created a monster. -- Bergie
No Bergie. If he suddenly wants to know if you can give accordion
lessons..........then you will know you have created a
monster...............:-)
Andrew
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"We're always trying to be better songwriters. I think we're doing OK."-Mike
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BrgmtNVtvr <brgmt...@aol.com> wrote in message
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Whoa. You are so right! The scary thing is, I used to have an accordion. I sold
it some years ago because the damn thing weighed a ton and only gave me a
backache (and everyone else in the vicinity, a headache). If I'd still had it,
I might have spent yesterday trying to teach him "Whole Lotta Lunch."
Even more off-topic footnote: the woman I sold the accordion to was killed in a
car accident last year. Just a few weeks before her death, I ran into her at
the grocery store and she said, "Hey, remember that accordion you sold me? I
swear, this is the year I'm gonna learn to play it!" She was a notorious local
packrat, and when her out-of-town family came to clean out her house, they
rented a huge dumpster and threw just about all her worldly possessions into it
rather than deal with selling or transporting it all. I came remarkably close
to sneaking over there in the middle of the night to rummage through that
dumpster in search of that stupid accordion ... even accordions deserve better
endings than that. --Bergie
We're kindred spirits Bergie! My Dad's side of the family is Polish and he
must have really wanted another polka player in the family because he
actually conned me into taking accordion lessons for about a year when I was
11 or so.
I hated it but I stuck it out because I didn't have the heart to tell him
how much I truly loathed it. When I finally got the guts to tell him I
wanted to study guitar instead he refused to subsidize my musical education
any further.
The accordion sat unused in a closet for about 10 years or so until my Dad
finally sold it. Some poor kid somewhere is probably suffering through Lady
Of Spain on my accordion as we speak.
Had I known about Zydeco music back then I might have been a little more
inspired to actually learn the instrument. Back then I never thought a
accordion could actually sound cool.
Andrew
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BrgmtNVtvr <brgmt...@aol.com> wrote in message
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Ah, childhood traumas, eh? That's an Afterschool Special waiting to be written,
there, Andrew ... providing your father came around in the last scene when he
realized how passionate you were about guitar.
Actually I don't think there's any Polish in my blood, and my attempt at
accordion was voluntary and well into (alleged) adulthood. I just couldn't
physically handle the thing!
But lest we forget, Mike Mills plays the accordion, and *he's* cool ... and I'm
pretty sure I recall hearing that Michael also was subjected to accordion
lessons at one point. Crank up the imaginary bubble machine and picture it:
"And a-now, ladies and-a gentlemen, that amazing young accordion a-prodigy,
Little Mikey Stipovic! Ah-one-an-a-two ..." --Bergie