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.

2 comments:

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!