I love these weirdos

My husband, Nick, and his brothers introduced me to this band back in our teenage days and I’ve loved them ever since.  Yesterday, when my daughter Meghan accidentally said a word that almost, kinda sorta sounded like a swear, I started singing this song to her.  Needless to say, she didn’t find it funny.  But she loves Danielson as much as I do.

Stolen from wikipedia, a little, tiny bit of info on Danielson:

In 1993, while attending Rutgers University as a senior, Daniel Smith experienced a spiritual reawakening:

“This was the year I stopped running away from home, picked up my acoustic guitar again and changed from being Dan back to Daniel. I woke up to the fact that I have an amazing family, an amazing childhood and I began to relate everything I was thinking and doing with this in mind… I began reading the Bible and praying again and songs and art started flowing. I would meet with my dad and talk philosophy and theology and I became a child again.”

Smith has cited the major influence his musician father had on him growing up and the importance of lyrical content. Smith began recording songs that would later compose the album A Prayer for Every Hour: “some from my solo 4-track, some with my friends Jason Faunce and Missy Forsyth backing and some with my brothers and sisters backing. Danielson became the name of the songs that I write. I had become “Daniel” and realized that I am a son.” He submitted the album as his final thesis (and received an ‘A’ grade) and performed, joined by his siblings, at the senior art show. Smith then sent the album out to several indie labels but only received a response from Tooth & Nail in California, who picked up the album and released it in 1994.

Danielson Famile (1998)
Lyrics:
Dialogue:
Rachel: Hey, Meg! I heard you went on a date last night.
Megan: Oh yeah? Who’d you hear that from?
Rachel: Your old lady told me. You know she can’t keep a secret. How was it?
Megan: Well, he picked me up at seven. He looked pretty good. He even opened the door for me. I knew I saw something good beneath that bad boy facade. We were driving to the bowling alley, got a flat tire. He got out and started changing it, but it seemed to take forever. So I rolled down the window to ask him if everything was okay, ya know? There was a huge crash, and I think the car fell on his foot or something. I dunno, Rach. He started…started mumbling this strange language. Something…something I’d never heard before.
Rachel: What do you mean?
(Man screaming unintelligibly in background.)
Megan: I can’t explain it. He just kept mumbling this strange language over and over again.
Rachel: Well, what happened next?
Megan: I didn’t say anything to him. He got back in the car and we continued driving to the bowling alley. I could tell his foot was kind of sore. We got to the bowling alley and started to bowl a serious game. I kept getting strikes so that was really cool. He wasn’t doing too well and started getting mad. In the last frame he tried to show off and did a little spin. I felt so bad for him – he dropped his ball on his bad foot by accident. Then I heard him speaking that strange language again.
(Man screaming unintelligibly.)
Rachel: The same exact language?
Megan: Yeah. He didn’t stop for a long time. I just looked at him and I thought, “What’s this all about?”
Rachel: Well, how did it end?
Megan: He drove me back to the house after I beat him totally. He limped out of the car and shuffled with me to my front door. He told me he had a great time and asked me for another date. I kinda just stood there thinking, “How am I gonna say, ‘No way’?” Then –
Rachel: And then?
Megan: He got this silly, glassy, romantic look in his eye and…
Rachel: And what?
Megan: He leaned in for a kiss!
Man: Hey baby (unintelligible vocals, kissing sounds)
Rachel: He didn’t!
Megan: Oh yes, he did! He leaned in for a kiss, and you know what I did?
Rachel: Tell me, tell me!
Megan: I just pushed him away and told him where it’s at!
Won’t kiss no pottymouth!
Away with pottymouth!
Zip up that pottymouth!
Tough talk now walk!
Now walk!
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