Thursday, October 29, 2009 - 11:09
bobs.mom:
In the tradition of horse beating, I had a million ideas running through my head about the New SoM. I promise this will be the last from me. SybilT has already added her contribution to the musical and I’m sure others of you are dying to tap into your inner Rodgers and Hammerstein. Still waiting for Minstrel’s “How Do Solve a Problem Like Neal Tiemann.”
Act 2, Scene 3: ( Picklesprite is appalled that the boys have had no formal vocal training. She takes them on a drinking binge at the Grey Snail and teaches them the basic vocal scale.)
Pickle: “Neal, put the bottle down. Dave, stop pulling at your shirt." (Picking up Neal's guitar and starts plunking)
P: Let’s start at the very beginning,
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with A,B,C.
When you sing you begin with Dough, Ray, Me.
Boys: Dough, Ray, Me
P: The first three notes just happen to be,
Dough, Ray, Me
Boys: Dough, Ray, Me.
Pickle: Oh Sh*t. Let me see if I can make this any easier:
(Descending scale)
Dough, the green that David makes
Ray, is not what we call Kyle
Me, a name Monty calls himself
Fa, a long, long way you’ve come
Sew, what Neal does on the bus,
La, what Andy likes to sing,
Tea, a drink with fried foods
Thank will bring us back to Dough, oh, oh, oh
(mad drum solo)
Piclke: Now sing it with my boys. David you can have the last glory note and Neal end it with a mad guitar solo, but not like the note at the end of Let Go, please.
(FYI - Sasha - I did not post this from the bathroom. My colleagues would have thought I was constipated if I had.)
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Innocuous comments like that are how it starts. Then a year later your soul and free will are in a box in Cook's basement. (tm Wheeziev)
Do Re Mi
Thursday, October 29, 2009 - 11:09
bobs.mom:
In the tradition of horse beating, I had a million ideas running through my head about the New SoM. I promise this will be the last from me. SybilT has already added her contribution to the musical and I’m sure others of you are dying to tap into your inner Rodgers and Hammerstein. Still waiting for Minstrel’s “How Do Solve a Problem Like Neal Tiemann.”
Act 2, Scene 3: ( Picklesprite is appalled that the boys have had no formal vocal training. She takes them on a drinking binge at the Grey Snail and teaches them the basic vocal scale.)
Pickle: “Neal, put the bottle down. Dave, stop pulling at your shirt." (Picking up Neal's guitar and starts plunking)
P: Let’s start at the very beginning,
A very good place to start
When you read you begin with A,B,C.
When you sing you begin with Dough, Ray, Me.
Boys: Dough, Ray, Me
P: The first three notes just happen to be,
Dough, Ray, Me
Boys: Dough, Ray, Me.
Pickle: Oh Sh*t. Let me see if I can make this any easier:
(Descending scale)
Dough, the green that David makes
Ray, is not what we call Kyle
Me, a name Monty calls himself
Fa, a long, long way you’ve come
Sew, what Neal does on the bus,
La, what Andy likes to sing,
Tea, a drink with fried foods
Thank will bring us back to Dough, oh, oh, oh
(mad drum solo)
Piclke: Now sing it with my boys. David you can have the last glory note and Neal end it with a mad guitar solo, but not like the note at the end of Let Go, please.
(FYI - Sasha - I did not post this from the bathroom. My colleagues would have thought I was constipated if I had.)
--
Innocuous comments like that are how it starts. Then a year later your soul and free will are in a box in Cook's basement. (tm Wheeziev)