Sunday, June 08, 2008

No, The Child is Not Asking You to Chill the Gin

Q-ster's perceptive ears will be my downfall. He's got SwingDaddy's knack of picking up lyrics, while I just mostly listen to melody. The latest fave song? "All That Jazz" from Chicago, the 1920's styled seedy-side of life musical. Sample verse:

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

Fortunately, the version we've been watching is from the Jabbawockeez, so the hip-hop-ified song has many indistinguishable phrases. That means that Q-ster endlessly asks me why the piano is hot. But at least he's not asking me why the gin is cold.


kittenpie said...

Oooh. What timing. We are in the middle of a heat wave, and I am SO missing cold gin...

Don Mills Diva said...

Personally I think he knows why the gin is cold!

BTW - I'm going to Blogher too!