One of my many passions is music. Making it. Sharing it. Living it. I like to think of the Snag family as a modern day version of the von Trapps, with me in the role of Maria, leading our happy family in the gift of song. Here are some of my favorites.
1. Baby I Love Your Way - Peter Frampton
My love for this one is partly the result of my uncanny resemblance to Mr. Frampton. Beyond that, who wouldn't enjoy howling "But don't hesitate, cause your love won't wait?" And who wouldn't enjoy listening to that being howled? The neighbors certainly seem to, if one can judge by the way they point out our house to their relatives.
2. Never My Love - The Association
There's rockin', there's hard rockin', and then there's The Association. My Lovely Bride especially likes it when I put on my ratty old bathrobe, turn up my internal amp to 11, and follow her around the house singing this oldie but goodie. Tears of joy. Right, babe?
3. She's Gone - Daryl Hall & John Oates
"I'd pay the devil to replace her." Indeed. I'd pay the devil for the opportunity to stretch out "She's go-o-o-o-o-o-o-ne" for several minutes at a stretch. No sir, they do not write 'em like that anymore.
4. Love Shack - The B52's
As a song it may be nothing special, but when accompanied by my own version of a flamenco dance, it becomes a priceless memory. I'll often put on a batting helmet while performing it, an accessory that combines style and safety. My kids' friends eat it up.
5. Kung Fu Fighting - Carl Douglas
Speaking of performance art, this classic lets me show off my pipes and my moves. Regardless of what my children may tell you, Katie, our black lab, loves it when I karate chop her during the rousing chorus.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing
Posted by Snag at 2:20 PM
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Do you do parties? If so, are you paid with cash or will a side of moose suffice?
I'm envisioning, "Flamenco Snag" at my next bash, complete with battle helmet and flaming batons.
Plus, the Hall and Oates song features a moving video; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZZngTkp54I
The seventies were a time of many drugs, it is true.
BTW, which song do you sing naked? And do you wear a hat with fruit for the encore? Or at least a sock on your diddle?
I think he shoots flames out of his diddle for a finale.
How do you solve a problem like Snagria?
How do you catch a Moose and eat it down?
A flaming diddle. Now there's a lost art.
Don't let AG see. She'll want to put it wih her Yarble collection.
I think he shoots flames out of his diddle for a finale.
I would pay so much money...
Hey diddle, diddle,
There are flames in my diddle.
"There are flames in my diddle."
You better go see the dr... sounds like you got something you can't wash off. :)
Flamming diddle.
AG wants one!
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