Radio's playing some forgotten song
So Henry is now demanding music that rocks, and not just rocks, but rocks "hard." "I want to rock out," he tells me. All the time.
I don't know where he gets it from. Scott and I enjoy the rock-and-roll just as much as the next parent, but it is not often that we can be found "rocking out."
Are you imagining me perched on the edge of my straight-backed chair, adjusting my pince-nez? If so, you are exactly right. That’s how I sit. And that's what I wear. And yes, my expression is pained. My unadorned, starched shirt is high-necked.
But I digress! The boy wants to rock, and his rocking involves these hip-shaking moves that amuse us and the neighbors, so I have been assisting him as concerns rocking. His favorite, naturally, is "We Will Rock You." And we get to listen to that until my ears fall off my head. So now I'm finding him new rocking-out songs. One of them is Golden Earring's "Radar Love." And why not? Where would we be without Golden Earring? Stuck with 10cc and Manfred Mann, that's where. So I download "Radar Love," and ever since Henry has been shimmying around the living room, whipping his head up and down until I'm worried he's going to concuss himself.
When he was at school the other day, I wasted precious minutes on Youtube, gaping at the Radar Love video.
First of all, why did no one ever tell me that Golden Earring is Dutch? Somehow this ruins them for me. I'm sorry, Dutch peoples, I love your country and your delicious tiny pancakes, but I never thought of you as cool. Second, the video, oh dear. The guy in it is tootling around the countryside in a three-wheeled car. Then, what, the policewoman and, they, what, and then their cars are handcuffed…to each other? What? Nothing makes sense anymore.
I complained about this revelation to Scott, who informed me that Golden Earring was never cool. Then he mocked the very concept of "radar love." Then he mocked me for ever thinking it was cool, and let's keep in mind that I was four when I first heard it, and I believe he then began singing a version called "Sonar Love," but I couldn't hear him because I was shouting LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU LAAAA. We're grown-ups.
Excuse me, I'm off to download some Foghat. And I will not be ashamed.










December 6, 2007
Reader Comments (54)
Please post video of the "rocking out," and keep in mind that you're competing against this: http://www.jenville.com/ featured item: ar-lo rocks youI'm not sure the video still works - hope so, because it was the funniest thing I've seen in a loooooong time.
As for songs, I suggest: "We're Not Gonna Take It" by Twisted Sister, "Mony, Mony" by Billy Idol, and "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns 'N Roses. If a small child can't rock out to those, I'm not sure he's a rocker :)
And, I love Radar Love.
It's now official.
I turned out okay!(ish).
Plus I know all the words to "Let's Go Crazy" "Proud Mary" "Like a Prayer" and "I Want Your Sex"
What parent wouldn't be proud?
BTW some of the world's best pop music comes from Sweden. ; )
Too funny.
If we want to get a LOT newer, I cannot reccomend The Darkness highly enough. I think your little butt-rocker would approve.
some others he might like (can you tell I'm an 80s girl?):American Womanearly Bon Jovi (don't you live in NJ now?)Shout (not from the 80s, but on the Big Chill soundtrack, so . . . )Jeremiah was a Bullfrog (what is the real name of that song?)
My favorite song when I was four was Cher's "Gypsy's, Tramps and Thieves." and apparently I had quite an elaborate hip-shaking dance to go with it (think Shakira now). I still love that song.Good fun!
Since they share the love of Queen, he may be fond of her other favorite, The Ramones, which is what I play whenever she demands something LOUD & FAST, which she does quite often. I'm the only minivan in town blasting Sheila is a Punk Rocker (which we, of course, change to her name:)