Late Thursday Jukebox: Songs I Sing To My Daughter
Lain likes it when I walk around, holding her, and singing. This is odd, because my tribute to God in church is not singing. It’s tough to find good songs to sing. I prefer to stay away from contemporary pop music. I also generally (see exceptions below) stay away from love songs. I end up singing lots and lots of They Might Be Giants. And Hedwig and the Angry Inch. Below are a few songs I have fixed onto.
A cute video attached on the first one. Clancy finds this song amusing, which is much better than her being horrified. There is something a big strange about singing about death and human skulls, but I know all the words and Lain doesn’t seek to mind. No music video for the second one, I am afraid. It’s another… not happy… song. Either about a music tour coming to an end or the sense of regret and loss after a horrific automobile accident (whichever interpretation you prefer).
The next two are from Hedwig and the Angry Inch, a quite profound musical about a transsexual rock star. That description… put me off from seeing it for the longest time. Which was my loss. It’s a fantastic movie. (The first that Clancy and I saw together, and the only musical we saw while living in Deseret.) I chose an alternate video for the first one, though you can see the movie clip here. The first one is the only exception to the “no love songs” rule, but I actually changed the lyrics of the last verse.
Note: For the second video, if you want to skip the introduction, forward about 1:45 into the video.
At some point, as the lil girl starts to learn English, I will probably need to learn some more upbeat material.