September 28, 2005
Never fear, m'dear. To make you feel better, I shall begin my Christmas posting at once, so that people shall gaze upon TND and exclaim, "why, she's positively last-minute!"
So, I begin with a song. A Christmas song from my youth. A song I remember playing often during the holiday's, from a scratched up LP of odd little ditty's with nary a baby Jesus in the lot.
Dear Senor Santa Clause
Dear Senor Santa Claus, I think I tell you what
I would like for Christmas, and I hope you won't forgot.
I only want a peso that I can have for mine
to get my senorita something for Christmastime.
I don't believe you read the card last Christmas that I sent.
You come to see the kids across the street and then you went.Dear Senor Santa Claus, I think me understand.
Sometimes the toys all gone before you reach the Rio Grande.Dear Senor Santa Claus, I tell you what I think.
I no got a stocking--I set out my piggy bank.
So please bring me a peso that I can have for mine
to get my senorita something for Christmastime.On Christmas Eve I watched for you, and I no sleep a wink.
If I no get Lolita something, she feel sad I think.So please, Senor Santa Claus,
this Christmas be so grand
if I get a peso to buy a ring for my Lolita's hand.I don't know what I buy for her.
I think I buy a rose.
So she can wear it in her hair
Most everywhere she goes.Please, Senor Santa Claus, this Christmas be so grand
if I get a peso to buy a ring for my Lolita's hand...
My online research claims that it was written by Elmo and Patty, but for the life of me I can't remember who sang the version I loved so much. The singer was male and sang the song straight (as in no goofy voices). Marty Robbins, maybe? Jim Reeves? Dunno.
Now if I can just find the words to "I'm the Happiest Christmas Tree"...
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September 01, 2005
Love is YouDah-dah-dit-dah-dah. Dit-dah-dit-dah.
Dah-dah-dit-dah-dah. Dit-dah-dit-dah.
Dit-dah-d...
Huh? Oh, yeah, it's an instrumental, and it's not any funnier than the first time I tried it.
But it does point up the fact that Rocket Jones needs an audio component. A chance to expand my genius into new mediums.
Or to dilute the stupidity.
Oh goodie. I'm channeling my wife.
update: Hmmm... the link above takes you to the comment left on the post I was linking to, instead of the post itself. I'd tell you to just do a search, but this morning I'm getting the ol' "Forbidden" message on the search function. Tell you what, if you absolutely must see the original post that I tried to link to (you are getting sleepy... sleepy... you must see the original post... you NEED to see the original post...), over on the right column are my archives. Click "April, 2004" and then scroll on down to the 20th. The post is titled "Ripple Fire". Happy now?
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