Thursday, March 13th, 2008
Music Review: Gunnar Madsen
Gunnar Madsen’s I’m Growing is deliciously good music. I’m just not sure how to confine it with words. Pip poppin’ peppy comes to mind.
I’ll confess up front that my wife hates the CD. Come with me on a little debate. Take a listen to the second track, Pumpkin Hair.
While most of the CD is solidly kid-oriented, this song is about a man smitten with a lady who has pumpkin hair. It’s a source of contention for my wife who says the topic isn’t for young children, with lyrics like, "If she will marry me I swear I’ll never love another" and "If she will let me be her guy, I’ll never go free-rangin."
I counter with, "But he’s talking about marrying a woman and committing himself to her. Isn’t that what Mom and Dad have done?" And let’s not forget, the focus is on pumpkin hair that "smells like butter." She counters that butter has high cholesterol.
With the hindsight of writing this review, the next time she speaks up, I’m going to start yelling "The cheese stands alone! The cheese stands alone!" Isn’t it funny how we have a board book of the pop nursery rhyme The Farmer in the Dell that starts with "The farmer takes a wife," and quickly devolves into all manner of bestiality ("the nurse takes a cow; the cow takes a dog" and so forth). How’s a kid supposed to interpret that? I rest my case.
When Pumpkin Hair comes on, my daughter and I are jumpin’ around preparing to yell the infectious and impossible to repeat refrain that begins, "Breep bop bip bop boppity bo, Beepity bop bop bippity bo." We’re good for the first few words, but quickly resort to our own recipe of nonsense sounds â€” fun.
So, maybe it was bad timing when I asked my wife, "How can you not like this music?!!" just as the song There’s a Bowl of Milk in the Moonlight" came on. It’s the one slow song on the CD, and by its end there is a chorus of people singing "Meow." Maybe it’s hokey for an adult, but perfect fun for young children. If you’re not singing along, maybe it’s impossible to understand.
Thanks to Sugar Mountain for the CD for review, and for agreeing to offer it as a prize in our Thinga-Appreciation Contest later this month.