Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Talking music with Rachel
In the car on the way back from grocery shopping last night:
Rae: I heard a David Bowie song in the grocery store.
Me: Really? Which one.
Rae: I don't know the name of it. It goes: "Oooooooooooh, somebody, something, something, oooooooooh, doo doo doo doo doo doo."
Me: Hmmm. I'm not sure I know that one. Jean Genie?
Rae: No, not that one. "Oooooooooooh, somebody, something, something, oooooooooh, doo doo doo doo doo doo."
Me: John, I'm only Dancing?
Rae [giving me the exasperated look in the rear-view mirror]: NO! [this pronunciation is all dragged out to two syllables and sounds like "noooowah"] I know *that* song. LISTEN: "Oooooooooooh, somebody, something, something, oooooooooh, doo doo doo doo doo doo."
Me: Oh, now I think I know. Blue Jean? [I hum a bit for her.]
Rae: Yes! That's it! You're not very good at this, you know. I had to sing it, like, 3 times.
Getting our coats on in the front entryway this morning:
Rae: What's that song from Shrek?
Me: Which song?
Rae: The one about jumping up.
Me: Jumping up?
Rae: Yeah, about falling down and jumping up.
Me: Is it Tubthumping?
Rae: I don't know. How does that go?
Leah goes by blasting Florence + the Machine's Dog Days are Over from her iPod touch, with no earphones so we all can enjoy it.
Me: It's hard to think about one song when you're listening to another song. [Singing] "He drinks a whisky drink, he drinks a vodka drink, he drinks a lager drink, he drinks a cider drink.."
Rae: No, that's not it. It's about jumping, not drinking stuff.
Me: [singing again] "I get knocked down, but I get up again, you're never going to keep me down."
Rae: That's it! That's the one.
Me: It's the same song.
Rae: No it isn't.
Me: Yes it is.
Rae: [sighs wearily] If you say so.
The thing is, I don't think that song was ever on a Shrek soundtrack, so I don't know which song she was actually thinking about. And really, I don't want to know.