Sometimes I Really Love Four-Year Olds

Sometimes I Really Love Four-Year Olds

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Bobby Brown: It Turns Out His Services Weren't Need Anyway

Bobby Brown: It Turns Out His Services Weren't Need Anyway

On Tuesday, TMZ circulated a video of Bobby Brown stumbling, huffing, and puffing his way through "If It Isn't Love," before eventually just walking off the stage promptly after "I really love her/Love her?/WHAT??". If you aren't familiar with this 80s classic, that isn't the end of the song. It was, however, the end for Bobby. 

Since I had tickets to the Thursday night show in Houston, all day Wednesday I had co-workers telling me to make sure I brought a camera just in case Bobby had some crazy antics on stage… or, you know, just keeled over. 

Before I left to meet my friend for dinner, Pop Culture Dad called me and said I should be home early, because there's no way Bobby Brown was showing up, "The concert should be over in an hour." I declared him wrong. So imagine my surprise when I saw this tweet while trying to figure out the best place to park for the concert:

I assumed it was all Pop Culture Dad's fault:

So imagine my non-surprise when I found out yesterday that Bobby Brown quit the tour. 

Here's the thing, though: just like when they booted him out of the group in 1985, New Edition doesn't need Bobby Brown. 

Sure, I was disappointed Bobby wasn't there, but why was that? It wasn't that I missed his singing. He was never the best voice in the group; that honor went to Ralph Tresvant and was tied with Johnny Gill after Bobby left the group. It isn't that he's the best or most entertaining dancer. There may have been a time that was (partly) true, but it hasn't been true for decades now. Bobby is the youngest member of the group (though not by much), but looks and moves like the oldest. The honor of most entertaining dancers goes to BBD (Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins, and Ronnie DeVoe). Hell, BBD has been making appearances everywhere this summer, and it is almost like it is the summer of 1990 again, with "Poison" being on everyone's playlist. It was featured in Think Like a Man, Too, complete with its own new video. They performed it at Kandi Burruss's wedding reception, which aired on Bravo last week. In fact, everyone there was waiting to hear "Poison," which is probably why it is performed very near the end of the set list.


YouTube Video


Really, the only reason I wanted to see Bobby Brown was for the sheer spectacle of it. Just like when he and Whitney Houston had their reality show, Being Bobby Brown, Bobby B. remains a fascinating trainwreck. And, to be honest, I didn't miss it all that much.

New Edition sans Bobby performed Bobby's biggest hit, "My Prerogative", and dammit if they didn't do it better. In fact, "Prerogative" was the only time during the concert that they mentioned Bobby's name at all. He Who Shall Not Be Named is the new Voldemort, and it appears his former coworkers weren't missing him one bit.

No Bobby, no problems


Bobby Brown missing the Houston concert for mystery "illness" [drug addiction is an illness... but being old and out of shape because of long-term drug and alcohol addiction is not] just emphasized how extraneous he was to the group. Once the concert was under way, nobody missed that fool at all. 

I wish Bobby Brown luck in his recovery from whatever he is recovering, but I'm not shedding any tears or demanding any partial refunds because of his absence. I'm sure DFW didn't miss him one but last night either.

Here are some fun photos from the concert. If you want to see more video clips, head on over to The Pop Culture Mom YouTube channel.

Hmm... There seems to be a spacing problem. Were y'all expecting someone else?

Some Relationship Advice for Selena Gomez

Some Relationship Advice for Selena Gomez

Photo by Michelle Watson/Catchlight Group

Selena,

Can I call you that? Miss Gomez is probably more formal since we don't know each other. But since I'm old enough to have been your babysitter [or, if I had made more mistakes in high school, your mother] and we aren't doing business together, "Miss Gomez" just seems weird. But I digress...

Sunday, my husband and I took the Pop Culture Girls to your concert at the Houston Rodeo. Now, of course, this concert was sprinkled with rumors since it was only your second concert after *ahem* treatment and the first concert after the paparazzi caught Justin Bieber following you to Hildago and McAllen of all freaking places. We have enough spoiled, entitled brats in this great state. We don't need to start importing them from Canada, too! But, again, I digress...

So there we are, having a great time. We're doing the "dancing" and "singing" you promised us at the beginning of the concert. My two-year old was shaking her groove thang to "Birthday," and then you went dark, girl. 

"There’s a lot of speculation and a lot of things being said. No one is perfect. And everyone learns from their mistakes. And everyone makes mistakes.... And I would not be on this stage if it weren’t for people like you to remind me that everyone is human. I hope I can inspire people like you to do whatever you want to do with your life.”


And you were crying. Look, I get that it's a very trying time for you. In fact, I really hope that "mistake" you were talking about is related to you going to rehab (for whatever it is that ails you). Because if that "mistake" is this horrible on-again-off-again boyfriend of yours, allow me to offer some advice from my family's current favorite movie: Let It Go. And by "it," I, of course, mean the relationship (and that jerk).

You're young. You're beautiful. You're rich. You're famous. And you're slightly damaged. Girl, we all are. At least, I understand that now. I might not have understood it so well at 21. I'm sure your mom, grandmothers, and tias are already talking to you about this awful boy, and you feel like you don't need anymore lectures; but the fact that you started keeping company with this boy—this criminal who is consistently abusing drugs and alcohol–so fresh off your recovery is a sign that you need more old ladies talking to you. I don't know for what you underwent treatment, and it really doesn't matter. Whether it's an eating disorder, depression, or drug/alcohol abuse, being around this asshole who sends you ugly, harassing text messages, who doesn't know how to take "leave me alone and stop sending me pictures of your penis. Go to rehab" [paraphrasing] for an answer, who spraypaints and eggs historical buildings, who sleeps with hookers, who does drugs and alcohol and then gets behind the wheel of a car, who falls asleep in depositions about his abusive behavior… being around this spoiled douche is not good for your recovery. 

I know your early 20s are your time to do stupid things and make dumb mistakes that you'll look back on when you're old like me and just laugh. But you've already made that mistake. It's time for a new one. Get an ill-thought out tattoo, dye your hair a really unflattering color, sleep with a complete stranger who turns out to be all kinds of the wrong dude. But please don't fool yourself into thinking you can make that little dweeb good boyfriend (or, goodness forbid, husband) material. 

Girl, you interrupted your dance party to start crying. Love doesn't do that. Real love doesn't make you miserable and defensive. 

In short: leave this fool, make some different mistakes, and then grow out of it. You'll be glad you did. 

Love,
Pop Culture Mom, just some old lady who doesn't want you to cry anymore
Why #iCan't with Macklemore Anymore

Why #iCan't with Macklemore Anymore

Macklemore and his fake social activism is more tiresome than the people defending him as "the best hip-hop anything, ever… even though we've never actually listened to hip-hop." But the more his old tweets surface, the more sketchy and inconsistent his claims of dependency and recovery become, the more he tries to claim this loving relationship with Kendrick Lamar, and the less Mary Lambert gets acknowledged for her major contribution to his success, the harder it gets for me to stick with my original thoughts of "I LOVE this guy! I just think there are certainly better hip-hop artists who are actually hip-hop, rather than hip-pop."


I mean, these 2009 tweets of his are real and verified [not that anyone was trying to pretend to be Macklemore in 2009 anyway]:

Not exactly the beacon of LGBT rights, is he? And don't give me that, "this was five years ago; maybe he changed" crap. If you read his interviews, he allegedly came to his enlightened positions on LGBT rights when he was young. You know... That uncle he's always invoking?

His tales of dependency and recovery make no sense. He always claims alcohol dependency but the drugs he claims change every time he gives an interview. It started with OxyContin dependency, and now his claim is weed and sizzurup (Google it). But he's also never been to an NA meeting and claims he's too busy to do AA consistently. I get that not all sober people do AA or NA, but if you know any recovered addicts, you know they aren't dealing with his (alleged) drug issues at AA meetings. Also, he's going to AA when it's convenient for him to bring along a Rolling Stones reporter; but he's clearly busier than Ben Affleck (who regularly attends meetings), even though no one knew who the heck Macklemore was back in 2008, which is the time he "more or less" got sober. Which is another thing. Tell me one recovered addict (other than Macklemore) who can't tell you the day s/he had his/her last drink/hit, let alone year. Seriously, he doesn't know the year?? I mean, maybe he was soberish and slipped or has never fully and truly done a recovery program but is still sober. That's still great. But why do you feel the need to bring an interviewer along when you actually decide to go to a meeting??? This self-promotion crap is so old... so very tired.

People are starting to catch on to this guy. These old tweets have found new life today. Even the women at Jezebel (who love him so very much) are starting to talk about it (http://groupthink.jezebel.com/presented-without-comment-1509651073).

Look Macklemore defenders, it isn't that we can't accept a white rapper. We accept Eminem just fine. Snow too. Bestie Boys, hell yes! It isn't that we can't accept rappers who don't sing about bling-bling, bitches,and hoes either. The list of rappers who defy that stereotype is actually really long. Anyone who actually listens to hip-hop could rattle off 10 socially conscious hip-hop artists in 10 seconds. People who think rap is only about "bitches and hoes" and guns and bling clearly know nothing about rap—not its roots and not its present. The problem with Macklemore isn't his whiteness and it isn't his (alleged) consciousness; it's his personal narrative and his placement. 

The man can flow. He would've been famous even if he acknowledged his past dickishness and didn't try to fabricate this haggard backstory. But now, here's where the famous backlash begins. If Macklemore befalls the same fate as Vanilla Ice, it won't be the "white rapper" curse; it'll be the "big liar" curse. Lying didn't work for Milli Vanilli, and it shouldn't work for him either. 

Also, I'm sorry, but Macklemore isn't everything in rap. He can't even get played on most hip-hop channels, but he owns every pop station. And, again, don't give me that "it's because he's white" shit, because Eminem has an entire channel on Sirius/XM (Shade 45)

It's a damn shame Macklemore turned out to be such a putz, because I really like some of his music. 
Review and GIVEAWAY!! Win a copy of Sandra Boyton's "Frog Trouble"

Review and GIVEAWAY!! Win a copy of Sandra Boyton's "Frog Trouble"

Disclaimer: I did not and will not receive any financial compensation for this post. I received a copy of the Frog Trouble CD for review purposes. All opinions expressed in the review are solely the opinions of the Pop Culture Family and shall in no way be imputed to the Warner Music Group, Sandra Boyton, or Big Honcho Media.




REVIEW

As I have mentioned before, my house is filled with Sandra Boynton fans. So you can imagine how over-the-moon giddy I was when I was asked to review her latest CD. Now, everyone in my house likes country music. Pop Culture Dad, despite being born on the East Coast and raised in the Midwest, is probably the biggest country music fan in our house; and I, despite being born and raised in Texas and owning horses and a cattle ranch (seriously, I do), am a much smaller country music fan. My dad raised me on mostly Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton, Reba McEntire, and Kenny Rogers-type country, with some Crystal Gayle thrown in here and there (the classic stuff). In high school, I frequently played Pam Tillis, Trisha Yearwood, or John Michael Montgomery in rotation with Boys II Men, Madonna, and Dr. Dre. But as I got older, my tastes in country music got more pop-py. Sure, I still like the songs I used to, but if I'm going to pick new country music to listen to, I'm more likely to rev up Shedaisy, Faith Hill, Tim McGraw, Sugarland, or Dixie Chicks than… I dunno, pick someone who's won a CMA recently. You can keep your Tobey Keith, thank you.

So I approached this CD with some reservations. I love Sandra Boynton, but would I like this CD? The answer is apparently, for the most part, yes. Pop Culture Dad had no such reservations. When the CD arrived, he looked at the list of artists and said, "I'm going to love this song… and that one… and that one." He was right in most cases. [The Pop Culture Kids have pure minds, free of biases, and went into this whole gig with no pre-formed opinions whatsoever].

Overall, it's a great CD. It's very kid-friendly, and definitely doesn't give a parent pause like some of the songs on Radio Disney sometimes can. This is not a CD for people who don't like country music, however. If you consider Taylor Swift real country and are expecting that kind of sound, this is not the CD for you. Some of these tracks (most of them) have a real, old country kind of feel, banjos and all. There are some crossover hits, like Darius Rucker's "Beautiful Baby" or Ben Folds' "Broken Piano," but overall, there is no doubt that Frog Trouble is country.

The Good: My entire family agrees that "Heartache Song" is the best track on this CD. It's a fun, bluesy track that starts with Kacey Musgraves belting, "They made me cleanup my room..." before launching into other apparent woes of being a kid. Not gonna lie, the Grease geek in me kind of thought of Stockard Channing singing "Look at Me I'm Sandra Dee" in parts (this is a good thing, people). Another favorite of mine (though Pop Culture Dad may disagree) is "Beautiful Baby." Darius Rucker has this uncanny ability to sing songs that make you look at your children and breakdown into happy tears.

The Not-So-Good: The first song Pop Culture Dad prematurely declared he would love turned out to be the Pop Culture Family's least favorite. Look, no disrespect to Alison Krauss (one of Pop Culture Dad's favorite singers), but "End of a Summer Storm" was a wee but depressing. I mean, her voice sounded just fine (I guess), but the song was overall kind of a bummer. Pop Culture Dad thought it just didn't have a place on a kids' album. Also, I liked "Copycat," but I don't want to, because I still don't forgive Brad Paisley for that intentionally racist "Accidental Racist," so despite liking the song, I'm giving it a very stubborn thumbs-down.  



In general, I think any family who likes country music or just fun kids' music, regardless of genre, will like Frog Trouble. Now, thanks to Warner Music Group, one lucky reader will get a chance to own it for free!


THE GIVEAWAY

Before we get into the details from the concert sponsor, Warner Music Group, let me do some additional disclaimers [sorry, I'm a lawyer. That's what we do].

° The giveaway ends at midnight Monday, October 14, 2013, prevailing Central Time. Any entries received after 11:59.59 CT on October 13, 2013 will not be entered in the giveaway.
° The prizes will actually be furnished by Warner Music Group. I'm the facilitator. Once the winner is chosen, Warner is the one sending the prize. If the Post is slow, don't yell at me, please.
° The prize can only be shipped to a US address.
° While the CD does not in any way contain adult content, this giveaway is limited to people 18 and older
° All the information below is from Warner Music Group. When you hit the line, that's when my opinion ends and theirs begins.
° There are four ways to enter: 

1. The first is mandatory—leave a comment. I'm disabling comment verification just for this giveaway. Your comment can be about anything. Don't use it as an excuse to get all crazy and internet-trollie. I am still a member of the Mom Pledge, and anyone who uses this free period to go bananas with hate-speech or bullying will not only be ineligible from the contest, but will be banned from the site.
2. Like The Pop Culture Mom Facebook page. This option is worth two entries. If you already like the page, leave a separate comment to make sure your "like" is counted.
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FROG TROUBLE

Audio CD by Sandra Boynton
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Hang on to yer hat, Cowboy! Experience Sandra Boynton’s Frog Trouble with your little one!

One (1) winner receives:

·         Kid-safe headphones
·         copy of Frog Trouble CD


Giveaway open to U.S. addresses only.
Prizing & samples courtesy of Warner Music Group.

About the CD

Grammy nominated and bestselling children’s author, songwriter and music producer, Sandra Boynton, presents her first Country album, Frog Trouble. The album features 12 original songs by Boynton, arranged and mixed with Michael Ford.

Boynton produced the tracks mostly in Nashville, with renowned session musicians and an All-Star roster. Each artist was hand-picked by Boynton for this retro sounding album, including Dwight Yoakam, Fountains of Wayne, Mark Lanegan, Kacey Musgraves, Ryan Adams, Ben Folds, Brad Paisley, Alison Krauss, Josh Turner, Darius Rucker, Linda Eder, and Falls Mountain Cowboys.

With composer Michael Ford, Boynton has written and produced five albums, three of which have been certified Gold. She also received a GRAMMY nomination for the Boynton/Ford album Philadelphia Chickens. Frog Trouble has tracks ranging from Country to Bluegrass to Rockabilly to Honkytonk to Blues. It’s truly an album for everyone or, as the cover says, "For ages one to older than dirt."

FROG TROUBLE Track Listing

1.         I’ve Got a Dog – Dwight Yoakam
2.         Trucks – Fountains of Wayne
3.         Frog Trouble – Mark Lanegan
4.         Heartache Song – Kacey Musgraves
5.         When Pigs Fly – Ryan Adams
6.         Broken Piano – Ben Folds
7.         Copycat – Brad Paisley
8.         End of a Summer Storm – Alison Krauss
9.         Alligator Stroll – Josh Turner
10.       Beautiful Baby – Darius Rucker
11.       Deepest Blue – Linda Eder
12.       More Frog Trouble – Falls Mountain Cowboys (a fictitious group)

Frog Trouble Online
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Like Sandra Boynton on Facebook                   
Watch clips on YouTube                  
Follow @SandyBoynton on Twitter #FrogTrouble

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Song of the Summer? How About MAN of the Summer?

Song of the Summer? How About MAN of the Summer?

Apparently, there has been a lot of not-so-academic debate going on about what the true song of the summer of 2013 is. The head-to-head competition is between Daft Punk ("Get Lucky") and Robin Thicke ("Blurred Lines"). Although the side one chooses is generally determined by the genre of music one prefers [sorry, you're not going to find a single R&B fan who picks Daft Punk over Sir Robin; and you're not likely to find an alternative-lover who picks hip-hop heavy "Blurred Lines" over funky "Get Lucky"], in the end, I don't think it even matters. Because you know what these songs have in common? Pharrell Williams. Honestly, regardless of which song ends up being the Song of the Summer of 2013, one thing is clear: Pharrell is the Man of the Summer--correction, THE Man. Period.



Pharrell is always busy, it seems. But if you look at his Wikipedia entry [or, you know, just keep your ears open], you'll notice that he has been especially busy this summer. So busy, in fact, that on my birthday this year, he became the 12th person in the history of the Billboard Hot 100 to simultaneously hold the #1 position ("Blurred Lines") and the #2 position ("Get Lucky").

So, really, I don't care which song you think is the Song of the Summer [um... hello, "Blurred Lines"]. Considering the very heavy Pharrell influence, if you like one, you really should like both. I know I love them both. And so do my girls.

And in case you've been living under a rock, here's your quick education...

"Get Lucky":


Stephen Colbert Getting Lucky:


"Blurred Lines" [the more "SFW" version]:


And an even more kid-friendly (my kids' favorite) version of "Blurred Lines":


For more Pharrell education and a gratuitous inclusion of Minions, here are the final credits from Despicable Me [in the spirit of full disclosure, I should mention that this song, too, is Robin Thicke...]:
I Hate VH1 for Devaluing the Word "Diva"

I Hate VH1 for Devaluing the Word "Diva"



VH1 recently announced its lineup for "Divas 2012," and all I can say is Are you [pardon my French]fucking kidding me????

Demi Lovato, Miley Cyrus, Kelly Rowland, Ciara, and Jordin Sparks. Only two of those ladies (Kelly and Jordin) can sing without auto-tune; and, let's face it, even with auto-tune, those chicks can't sing. Jordin and Kelly are okay, maybe even good(ish), but they are not divas!

Look, I get that Whitney and Donna dead, Chaka and Aretha are old, and Mariah and Christina have been on "Divas" already; but at least these ladies truly personify a "diva." Adam Lambert (the emcee) embodies a diva better than Miley Cyrus. Heck, at least he can sing.

Why doesn't VH1 just call it what it really is—"Pandering to the Teen and Young 20s Demographic 2012"???

I feel about VH1 the same way The Big Bang Theory's Sheldon feels about Apple's Genius Bar.

Just. Stop.


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This Week I'm Loving... gMusic: A Google a Music Player (app review)

This Week I'm Loving... gMusic: A Google a Music Player (app review)



What's a girl to do when she has Google Play and Amazon MP3 apps on her Kindle Fire and iTunes songs on her iPad and iPhone [first-world problems, I know, leave me alone!]? Well, you could do like Pop Culture Dad did and spend three days converting your entire iTunes music library to MP3s and then uploading that to Google Play, vowing to never use iTunes again... Or you could go the sane and easy route of finding a player that allows you to listen to your Google music on your iOS platforms.

You cannot access Google Play to actually play songs from your iPad or iPhone. Go ahead. Try it. I did, and after Safari crashed several times, I finally got the message.

Before finding gMusic, I tried another app (a free one) which shall remain nameless. Not only did it not work, but the app had the gall to suggest I avoid ads and pay for their upgraded version instead. Considering the ads were the only part of that app that worked, no thank you.

So I took a chance on purchasing gMusic. Normally, I avoid the paid version until I am sure an app will work, but for $1.99 and desperation, I thought it was worth the gamble. It was. As I type this, my iPad is blasting Lady Gaga (don't judge). Now that I feel comfortable and confident about the app's ability to work, I plan on purchasing a lot more music via Google and Amazon. Huzzah!



Hey! Don't look at me like that! I haven't purchased that much from Google, and when I do it is the stuff on sale. I swear I have more… um… varied and sophisticated tastes is music!

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Alan Thicke is to Soothing Babies What Robin Thicke is to Making Them

Alan Thicke is to Soothing Babies What Robin Thicke is to Making Them



Pop Culture Baby AKA the Happiest Baby on the Planet started teething a few weeks ago. As a result, she goes from giggling and grinning to screaming her head off in a matter of seconds. During one of these schizophrenic-baby bouts, I started pleading with her to start smiling again. Next thing I knew, my inner child-of-the-'80s kicked in, and I was full-on singing

♬Show me that smile again... 
Don't waste another minute on your crying...

It worked! She immediately started grinning and laughing. Now, whenever Pop Culture Baby gets cranky, I dust off a little Growing Pains. Okay, so even though actor-singer-composer Alan Thicke did not actually compose this little ditty, I will forever associate it with him. In my child-of-the-'80s mind, this song originated from Dr. Jason Seaver. Whoever the actual singer, I'm the one singing it now, and it is magic when it comes to putting a smile on my baby's face.




My Current Top Two ABC Songs for Toddlers

My Current Top Two ABC Songs for Toddlers

If you haven’t had a child yet or haven’t worked in the childcare industry, the idea of “ABC songs for toddlers” (yes, songs, plural) probably seems foreign.  After all, isn’t there just that one ABC song that everyone learns in school, with maybe slight variations for “now I’ve learned my ABCs” versus “now I’ve said my ABCs”? No. Not quite. Yes, the alphabet never changes, but the way it can be sung varies widely. After listening to a variety of ABC songs for toddlers, from the painfully excruciating to the so-fun-I-listen-without-my-kids varieties, I give you my top two:
Best ABC Songs for Toddlers #1 – “Elmo’s Alphabet Rap
Number One does not mean that this is the best song, just that I am mentioning it first. This race is a true tie. I know, I know, I know. Most toddlers would consider it a sin to put Elmo as anything except “number one”; but hear me out.
“Elmo’s Alphabet Rap” is without a doubt one of the best ABC songs for toddlers out there, and probably one of the best toddler songs period. Like all things Elmo, the song is just as cute as it could possibly be. Elmo raps one verse, and then asks you to “Come along and rap with me. Doot. Doot. Doot. Doo Doo Doo Doo..” and then raps again at a much slower pace, breaking the alphabet, “A.. B.. C… … D… E… F… G…,” but the real beauty comes with the “Q. R. S… doot doot. Doot doot do-doot. T. U. V. Ha ha! Yeah! W… X. Y. Zeeeeeeeeeeee!” before Elmo breaks into another fast rap. I know, sounds silly to go on and on about an ABC song for toddlers, but this little ditty is super catchy. I’ve caught myself continuing to listen to it after I’ve already dropped my daughter off at school. <head hangs in shame>.
So why, if Elmo is so darn catchy, does he only manage a tie? Well, as cute as Elmo is, he just can’t absolutely beat out Alpha Pig.
Best ABC Songs for Toddlers #1 (TIE) - Alpha Pig’s “Amazing Alphabet Song
For those who are unfamiliar with Alpha Pig, are you parents?? Just kidding (sort of). Alpha Pig is one of the Super Readers on PBS’s “Super Why!”. Alpha Pig often sings his “Amazing Alphabet Song” while hammering. The sounds of his hammer hitting metal as the letters of the alphabet fly out make up part of the background music for his song.
Alpha Pig’s “Amazing Alphabet Song” is so different from any alphabet song I’ve heard before. Yes, Elmo’s rap is different, but other than the second verse where Elmo changes up the tempo, it’s still your regular alphabet song in rap format. The “Amazing Alphabet Song,” which ends “W, X, Y and Z. Sing with me.” is just unique. Maybe it’s the background music, or maybe I’m just in love with that little pig, but this song gets my blue ribbon (tie).
We don’t have the song in MP3 format, so I haven’t found myself listening to it without my daughter present [okay, okay, maybe I watched the You Tube video a couple of times at work. Like you haven’t done something similar!], but it has frequently been stuck in my head during the day to the point of someone asking me what I am humming under my breath [Busted!].
“Seborrhea Face” (To the Tune of Lady Gaga's "Poker Face")

“Seborrhea Face” (To the Tune of Lady Gaga's "Poker Face")

(This is my original work; please ask permission before copying or reposting)


Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

You think it’s hot out there, come to Texas please
So humid and sticky, baby has seborrhea on her knees (I hate it)
Rash on her baby skin, infant eczema cream to start
And when that doesn’t work, the frantic scratching breaks my heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh
The weather’s hot, see now what she’s got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh,
The weather’s hot, see now what she’s got

[Chorus:]

It’s so sad
It’s so sad
To see her seborrhea face
(wouldn’t wish it on her body)

It’s so sad
It’s so sad
To see her seborrhea face
(wouldn’t wish it on her body)


S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)
S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)


Bad rash on baby skin, such a hard sight to see
Seborrhea diaper rash brings tears out on me (I hate it)
Infant eczema cream stops working after one
We had to see the pedi for a steroid. Isn’t fun, fun.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh
The weather’s hot, see now what she’s got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh,
The weather’s hot, see now what she’s got

[Chorus]

S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)
S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)

Said it’d go away by age two
Well, almost two
Got no feelin’ that it is healin’
Months less than four, will there really be eczema no more?
Wouldn’t bet at the casino
Looking at the seborrhea now
I hope for this, I hope for this
By age two she’ll feel marvelous

[Chorus x3]
[x3]

S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)
S-s-seb-orrhea face, seb-or-rhea face
(Mum mum mum mah)
Bohemian Rhapsody Birth (Glee)

Bohemian Rhapsody Birth (Glee)

Quinn goes into labor while the rival choir, Vocal Adrenaline, is performing. The song they are performing is Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.” Let me tell you, I’m getting chills right now just thinking about that scene. That’s how spectacular it was. And that’s how last night I decided that time during birth, I’m playing “Bohemian Rhapsody" in the labor room.
I really can’t even describe with justice how the scene went. “Bohemian Rhapsody” is a powerful song to begin with. But when you add to that amazing scene, Jonathan Groff’s amazing vocals and the story panning back and forth between the hospital and the stage… It was probably one of the most amazing, emotionally draining moments in television in quite some time. There were moments when the things Quinn shouted during birth overlapped with the lyrics of the song, and it wasn’t forced, it was amazing. Again, I don’t even know how to begin to describe it. You just have to see it for yourself.

It would be nice for the next time I give birth for it to be more peaceful than the last. My birthing plan was completely blown out of the water with my daughter. Of course, most birthing plans usually are, but it would have been nice if one of the things that had stuck was having music play during birth (and all of the labor, really). My husband and I had packed the iPod. I had even purchased new speakers that ran on batteries, so we could keep it charged and loud. The darn thing never made it out of the bag. Not next time, though!

Of course, I realize that even though “Bohemian Rhapsody” is probably one of the longest songs in history, it’s still not a long enough song for most non-fictional women to completely push out a baby in the 5 minutes and 55 seconds the song plays (yes, I looked it up). I was pushing for nearly an hour with Cait. I know women who’ve pushed everywhere between a few minutes and three hours. But I harbor no illusions that my next time will be that much easier than the last. I will need lots of songs playing during birth [and probably half of them will be from Glee or Wicked]. But I would love if we could arrange for “Bohemian Rhapsody” to be the last (especially if it’s the Jonathan Groff version I downloaded tonight), that would be awesome.