Perhaps I Over-Reached
I caught a little sound clip from the new Apatow film Walk Hard (trailer above) the other day, an excerpt of a song called "Let's Du-et." I can't wait to see it. I adore the musical genre that number so lovingly mocked. Tammy & George. Dolly & Porter. June & Johnny. The hurtin'-er, the better.
A few years ago, I was driving somewhere with my middle son buckled in his car seat behind me, belting along for all I was worth to Bruce Robison & Kelly Willis' "When I Loved You." After the last note was unfurled from the very depths of my gut, there was a perfectly timed, delicate moment of silence. Then a little voice piped up from the backseat.
"Maaaybe you should just sing the Muffin Man."
If you or someone you know shares my fondness for Du-ing-Et, John Prine's tribute cd In Spite Of Ourselves is a must-have. "Let's Invite Them Over Again," featuring Iris Dement, is one of our favorites.
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5 Comments:
I'm not "allowed" to sing in the car, either. Although what I hear is "don't sing, momma!"
And John Prine, nice. I still think Illegal Smile is one of the cleverest songs ever written.
It looks like your going to have to do all your good singing in the shower. Rock on!
I just got distracted by something and clicked my way here... I think your blog is delightful! And my son never lets me sing either. He gets very serious and says 'Mama, don't sing.' My very own Simon Cowell...
Kelly Willis' voice might not be out-of-this-world but it surely is angelic. If you can approximate that, you've done well indeed.
crap I was itchin' to recommend that prine/dement CD before I got to your italicized postscript! Best loving parody of that genre ever.
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