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Thursday, April 30, 2015
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Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Monday, April 27, 2015
Friday, April 24, 2015
The Helpful Reader, an Underfable
The Helpful Reader
Once upon a time, the Lord God decreed, “Let there be
light.” And there was light; and evening and morning were the first day.
But Mary Sue said, “How can there be evening and morning before
there’s a sun?”
The
Lord God said, “Let there be a firmament to divide the upper waters from the
lower.”
Mary Sue said, “What upper waters? Outer space is a vacuum.”
The Lord God continued, “Let earth and water bring forth
plants and animals of every kind, and may they be fruitful and multiply.”
Mary Sue said, “All of this micromanagement is boring. Why
bother? A biosphere can evolve by itself!”
The Lord God said, “But evolution takes aeons.”
Mary Sue said, “And you have all eternity, right?”
The Lord God said, “Well, yes…”
Mary Sue smiled brightly. “I’m glad I could help.”
Mary
Sue then proceeded to explain the Golden Rule to Jesus, the Middle Way to the
Buddha, geometry to Euclid, universal gravitation to Newton, and general
relativity to Einstein.
Moral: You can’t read
with your eyes shut.
Commentary: I too
am Mary Sue, and so are you.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Hark, hark
Here is a
neglected Mother Goose rhyme. It is deliciously satirical. I have put it to a
tune.
***
Hark! Hark!
The dogs do bark,
The beggars are
coming to town;
Some in rags
and some in tags
and some in velvet
gown.
CFGAGF
FGGFEEFG
CFDFAGF
DCFAGF
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
The Woman Tossed Up In A Basket
Here is a
neglected Mother Goose rhyme. I have put it to a tune.
*****
There was an old
woman tossed up in a basket,
Ninety-nine times
as high as the moon;
And whither she
went I just had to ask it,
For in her hands
she carried a broom.
“Old woman, old
woman, old woman,” said I,
“Whither, O
whither, O whither so high?”
“To sweep the
cobwebs off the sky.”
“May I come with
you?”
“Aye, by-and-by.”
hi-C F G F A A A G
A G A# A#
A A# A hiC hiC G F
E F
A F G F A A G A G
A# A#
A A# A hiC hiC G F
E F
hiE hiF hiC hiC
hiC A A A# A A# hiC
hiC hiD hiC hiC
hiD hiC hiC A# A G
G F F A A G G A#
A# A A# hiC
hiC
G F E F
***
I
love this nursery rhyme, it’s so dreamlike. I never heard it as a child; only
shortly after becoming a father; so I heard it fresh with adult ears. It was
indeed with me... by and by.
It
comes in many varieties:
blanket/basket
seventeen/seventy/ninety-nine
in
her hand/under her arm
“And
I’ll be with you bye-and-by” /
“May I come with you?” “Aye,
by and by.”
2*3*2*2
= 24 choices. I happen to like this particular mutation. This is a rhyme you
have to co-create.
Who
is she? A maid? A witch? An angel? A goddess? An astronaut? All of the above?
I
like to think of the web-sweeping as the clearing of the mind during sleep.
The
last-line choice creates ambiguity. Is she coming back to us or are we flying
off with her?
***
Here
are some historical notes:
http://www.fresnostate.edu/folklore/ballads/OO2544.html
And
from
http://www.mothergooseclub.com/rhymes_parent.php?id=177
Dr.
E. F. Rimbault, editor of “Nursery Rhymes” published in 1846, claims that “The
Old Woman in a Basket” alludes to James II, the last Catholic monarch to rule
over England, Scotland, and Ireland. His claim was possibly influenced by the
fact that the rhyme’s associated tune is “Lilliburlero,” which “danced James II
out of three kingdoms.” The song “Lilliburlero” mocks Irish Catholic Jacobite
values. Another theory, published in “Mother Goose’s Melody,” (1765) states
that the rhyme was written about Henry V by parties opposed to his war in
France.
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