Future Folk

I read on Facebook today that the History of Future Folk is leaving Netflix tomorrow and I am super sad about it because it’s an amazing movie with incredibly good music.

Here’s a video of the guys live at Pete’s Candy Store in Brooklyn back in 2014.

I definitely think I’m going to have to buy the movie after it’s no longer available on Netflix because it truly is cinematic gold.

Go watch the History of Future Folk while you still can and then go binge watch their videos on YouTube.

Hondo.

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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!

Bring Back Big Band

I’ve always been a fan of Big Band music.  Glenn Miller is, of course, king.  Here’s one of my faves plus lyrics as per my uszh.  Enjoy, my lovelies.

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THE LITTLE MAN WHO WASN’T THERE
(Harold Adamson / Bernie Hanighen)

Glenn Miller & His Orch.(vocal: Tex Beneke) – 1939
Larry Clinton & His Orch.(vocal: Ford Leary) – 1939
Bob Crosby & His Orch.(vocal: Teddy Grace) – 1939
Jack Teagarden & His Orch.(vocal: Teagarden) – 1939
Mildred Bailey – 1939

(Tex Beneke whistling)

GLENN MILLER: Hello there, Texas, whatcha say? Are you whistling in the dark just to scare the ghost away?

TEX BENEKE: I know there’s something following me that I can’t see Someone sure laid an awful hex on me!

GLENN MILLER: A hex? Ah, Tex, that’s pretty far-fetched Man, I’d say you’re just a little bit tetched!

TEX BENEKE: You’d got a load of what I saw last night You’d pass the Yankee Clipper on its maiden flight!

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all

Go away, go away
Don’t you come back any more
Go away, go away
And please don’t slam the door…..(SLAM!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away

Brother’s Keeper

Digging this song today.  We watched Ragamuffin again recently and I gotta say that movie always messes with me.  And then I listen to Rich Mullins obsessively for days.  So enjoy the song.  Lyrics below.  Check out the movie.  It’s a tear-jerker.

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Now the plumber’s got a drip in his spigot
The mechanic’s got a clank in his car
And the preacher’s thinking thoughts that are wicked
And the lover’s got a lonely heart
My friends ain’t the way I wish they were
They are just the way they are

And I will be my brother’s keeper
Not the one who judges him
I won’t despise him for his weakness
I won’t regard him for his strength
I won’t take away his freedom
I will help him learn to stand
And I will, I will be my brother’s keeper

Now this roof has got a few missing shingles
But at least we got ourselves a roof
And they say that she’s a fallen angel
I wonder if she recalls when she last flew
There’s no point in pointing fingers
Unless you’re pointing to the truth

And I will be my brother’s keeper
Not the one who judges him
I won’t despise him for his weakness
I won’t regard him for his strength
I won’t take away his freedom
I will help him learn to stand
And I will, I will be my brother’s keeper

I will be my brother’s keeper
Not the one who judges him
I won’t despise him for his weakness
I won’t regard him for his strength
I won’t take away his freedom
I will help him learn to stand
And I will, I will be my brother’s keeper

A Whole New World (Don’t You Dare Close Your Eyes)

Momentous events in the lives of my amazing girls this week.

First up: Meghan, my beautiful and talented 11 year old, received her first insulin pump this week.  She is now a card-carrying member of the insulin-pump-wearing Type 1 diabetes crowd.  It’s amazing for her to no longer have to get 4 or more shots each day.  (For those of you who don’t know, an insulin pump delivers small amounts of insulin to her continuously through a tiny needle inserted just below the skin.)  It’s taking some getting used to but Meghan can already feel a huge difference in her everyday life and she’s “pumped” about it.*

 

Next up: Sammee, my cute and hilarious 8 year old, received her first pair of glasses this week.  She was blind but now she sees! Someone give me an Amen! Hallelujah!  I knew something was up a couple weeks ago when she tried my glasses on and said they helped her see better. Lol.  Thankfully, her eyesight isn’t anywhere near as bad as mine and she has yet to flush her glasses down the toilet.  But glasses are opening up her eyes to the world around her.* 
 

My rad girls are just getting radder by the day and growing up right before my eyes.  (Sniff, sniff.)  So on that note, I leave you with this video by Nick Pitera, a guy who sings a song. (And boy does he sing it.)

*All puns in this blog post were entirely intentional.  In some cases, puns are not intended by the speaker of the pun and said speaker will then say, “No pun intended.”  Please note, in the case of this blog post, all puns were, in fact, intended.