Zippity Fucking Do Da......a simple Disney (Uncle Reamus I think) song forever stained/soiled....sad kinda. It is one reason I am glad I never spawned...so many of the songs we sang were ones sung to children. Gawd it must be horrible to hear a gleefull child come home singing Zippity Do Da and HAVE to sing it, so not to disturb a child....my guts would be in knots.
Pick a Bale of Cotton Not a song one would hear on the top40 or Americam Idol. I recal once we had a black member in our group. I once thought he was the first, but found out he was not the first black person in Strtaight Inc. Any way, Liz Casidy was enamoured with him, her brother was his OC...Anyway, she had him sing the song infront of the group doing some sort of soft shoe. At the time, it brought a bit of levity to the group....But how degrading. He would have alot to discuss with the NAACP. One black child in a ware house with 350-375 white children and then made to sing and dance for all the white folk.....Oh man and Ms.Pete paraded him around like he was the fucking golden child...but looking back he could have just as well had a chain on his neck and Ms.Pete had an organ grinder...Dispicable
Amazing Grace. Now I am not of the christan faith, but this song has in the past caused quite a stir in ny internal landscape. I remeber sitting at a friends wedding and the song was sung (beautifully). The duplicity was unnerving as hell. A truely well written song, gorgeious voice and she might as well been raking her fingers acros a chalk board. Why all the internal fuss? I dont really think I need explain.
Grand Ole Flag ugh
This land is your land
If your happy and ya know it See this kinda shit is just fucking wrong on soooo many levels. Forced to sing a song that says if your "Happy and ya know it your face will surely show it"....Oh Gawd!!! faces that hadn't seen the light of day iin months, dehydrated, starved, sleep deprived, sitting in our on swill and squaller in the middle of August. Zits the size of quarters, eyes sunken back in dispair. Truely pathetic. Make sure ya stomp your feet!
This ole light of mine see above.
Do you see what I see In short no.
Oh Holy Night X-mas season is a rough time...I hate it, I don't go into stores because muzak playing always plays this song and others like it. I mean I am not christian but I would like to enjoy the season....But oh nooooooo!
Hey bend me over Don't remember the real name of the song, just remnants of how we butcherd it. This was a favorite to butcher "Hey bend me over and hand me a beer" It kinda summed up so many things A)I felt bent over B) although I never really drank, a beer sounded great 24/7
Now THE BEST SONG ever sung IMHO (as if) was the day 85 Day Jerk stood up and recited Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. Word for word he simply stood there and recited the entire song. Myself and I think the entire group just sat there simply stunned. He as I recall wasnt asked to do it and if I recall properly it was in the middle of a rap. Probably one of the most surreal moments in my Straight Inc. memory. Off topic, but one of the funniest things 85DJ would do, with impacable timing, out of no where, in the middle of a rap or not, he would belt out "Guys Medication" in an instant 1/3 of the guys side would stand up and head towards the end of the rows of chairs. I recall seeing certain staff members faces at the moment he would say it. Ya could jyust see it on thier faces "Who/What the Fuck!" must of the guys new what was going on, but for a short time, staff hadnt a clue. Seems it went for a week or so before he was busted.
One of the most fascinating noise's I heard the group I was in, was a thing a staff member (Shit, can't recall her name)
She went down the rows and asigned each a letter of the alphabet. All at once each of us were instructed to say the assigned Letter we were given. We did as instructed...it was phenominal. In seconds the group sounded exactly like a tropical rain forrest. We did it once and one time only.
Another sound that I hear from time to time, and its only a sound, not a song. The sound of the doors opening, those big ass bay doors that opened up the side of both warehouses I was in. Several times I have been to places of buisiness that have those kind of doors and all of a sudden they open one of the doors. It's difficult to describe how that effects me the instant I hear that sound. It's even more difficult to explain how I am effected for the rest of the day.
The absolute worst sound I ever heard, a sound I feared and would make my bowels feel weak, was, my own name called out followed by "STAND UP". And believe me, there is nothing sweeter to me than my own name! Imagine, no, on second thought ya dont have to imagine it...ya lived it to....Being in a place for days, weeks, nonths, years and afraid to hear your own name called out followed by "STAND UP".
It amazes me how simple sounds can trigger such a responce so much latter. The damage runs that deep.
Nothing is worse than having a song stuck in your head, and isn't it odd that we know all the words to the songs we hate the most. Interesting post BP, so far I havent had the repetition of Zippity Do Da running thru my brain. But I would bet my last doughnut that someone will have one of "THOSE SONGS" stuck in a loop tween there ears before to long.
I hope you can sleep at night with that on your councious LOL
Much Healing
woof
