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Wednesday, December 16
SOME DAYS, MAN
Some days, this
can be the only thing that will excite you.
I was just about to prep my veins for some Glee-substitute heroin, but NBC's got a program called Sing Off which is an a capella group competition. One of the judges is Ben Folds. Excuse me, my boner needs a music nerd moment.
Why does white boy parody rap get everyone into a frenzy? When was it ever funny? Is it this generation's minstrel show, but without the paint? I don't get it.
I really don't.
One of the cool things about moonlighting as a piano teacher is your students sometimes introduce you to some really good music. Yesterday, one of my youngens e-mailed me this dose of brilliance:
The fact that this can get a reaction out of a 9-year-old girl gives me hope that all isn't lost. Rock.