22 November 2006

7 liebestraum

all my life my father has made up songs. this is what we do.

whenever i sat down to the piano and played a few notes, his voice would begin booming nonsensicals from the other room. it drives my mum crazy. primarily, because his songs are rather "earthy." my mum doesn't do earthy.

this morning, for reasons unknown, we broke into an a capella father-daughter rendition of his masterpiece, i smell that smell. set to franz liszt's liebestraum, i smell that smell is a three stanza musical tour de force. unfortunatly, the third stanza has been forgotten but for the words "stench" and "woe."

in the midst of this morning's vocal extravaganza, i made the statement: it would not be an overexaggeration to say that we are the silliest family that ever was. as my mum nodded away, the father bear quickly went on the defense.

this is art, he said. we are producing greatness of a faux variety. we're like QVC- a little classy and a lot of tacky.

7 comments:

Linda said...

aw. The Dad. So cute!

oline said...

aw. the parents. the slowest leavers of a home ever!

nick said...

my sister has on countless occasions remarked that my mother will be late to her own funeral. it is likely true.

Bombsy said...

Tra La La I miss you. Had to delete my typo up there.

Les Savy Ferd said...

I miss you to Augh-lizzle. having read your post I now also miss my own fam quite a bit.

Meggie said...

Aww, memories... My family does the same thing but different. *laughs* I sit down at the piano to play Christmas carols and Mom and I will sing along--she sings the correct lyrics and I always mess them up. Found out last year that I've been completely butchering Joy to the World for 25 years. Oh well. I had the title right.

oline said...

i have missed you all something WOEFUL. chicago here i come!