Palate Cleanser

I can only think of one good way to segue from the bitter greens of the last two posts to the frothy confection that is more usually on the menu here at Chateau Halushki.


The Balle Balle Boyz, Baabe Karade Ishq



I think I found Don Henley's missing guitar riffs.

Seconda loves this video. Especially "the girl in the two piece red dress - she's so pretty!"

If this doesn't do it for you, I recommend a hit of Mika, my new boy-toy.

Dang. I can't remember whether it was Mom-101 or Her Bad Mother who turned me on to Mika and his infectious Lollipop song. This song needs to come with a warning: Once you hear it, you will want to hear it again and again and soon you will be singing it out loud while waggling your shoulders and hips in embarrassing ways. This is borderline acceptable - or perhaps just expected - if you are, say, part of a giddy gaggle of 15-year-old girls giggling loudly through the mall on a Friday night trying to get the attention of 15-year-old boys by singing wholesome, sexually charged lyrics. Or maybe 12-year-old girls do this, I don't know.

However, if you are 40 years old and dancing around the kitchen singing this song in an attempt to be cute and coy, your 41-year-old husband will immediately turn heel, retreat to his man cave, and turn up the Velvet Underground.

And if you are 5-years-old and bopping around singing this song one kajillion-brazillion times at the local playground, all the other mommies will glower and shake their heads. And your mommy will not be invited to bunco anymore.

So be warned about the Lollipop song.

The Grace Kelly song isn't quite as infectious, but it makes me happy. How adorably nifty is this Mika guy? I predict a Freddie Mercury biopic any day now.

Mika, Grace Kelly




There. Don't you feel all sweet and frothy now?

13 comments:

slouching mom said...

I NEVER feel all sweet and frothy, but thank you for trying. The only thing sweet and frothy in my life is my grande skim vanilla latte.

Chaya said...

Wow, that was awesome. I'll be bopping around my kitchen (sans husband) for a while...

Danielle said...

So,of course I had to listen to the Lollipop song. I made sure the kids were at school first, and the little one was out of the room. Damn, it was kind of a catchy tune.

We had the "oldies" station on once and the song, "I Like Big Butts," came on. My kids thought it was THE BEST SONG EVER! Sometimes I will be standing in front of them and they can't help but to break into song at the sight of my "big butt." Grrr. Of course, I was generous enough to let my kids teach this to their cousins, and now my 3 and 4 year old nephews are driving their mother's crazy too. That is what family is for!

You didn't leave a place for comment on your poem, but it was so powerful. I had to read it again and again. It should be published.

I like both flavors of Haluski.

Jess Riley said...

I missed your last post, but am in 100% agreement with you.

I will need to build up the courage to listen to the lollipop song. I think it could become an earworm... ;)

Michael Plank said...

Atrios ripped you off (but he misspelled it "palette"): http://atrios.blogspot.com/2007_04_22_archive.html#2174009213889834916

Oh, and I'm 41, not 40. Thanks for forgetting my birthday.

Mom101 said...

Definitely not me. I'm not that cool.

Jozet said...

But, Honey, you still look 40.

xxoo

Who is Atrios and why is he misspeeling palate? Damn. And he doesn't even link to me.

That's okay. I'm sure I've borrowed from other blogs and didn't even realize it...I can't have come up with all these fabulous ideas on my own.

Anyway, my palate cleanser rocks harder. Pops harder. Something.

Kath said...

Oh,yeah! I wound up downloading the Mika song and the kids made me play it all day, except the middle one, who is going to take a hammer to my MP3 if he hears it one more time. Thanks for the great pick-me-up!

E said...

Cuz,

where did you find the first one? the twins didn't mind it so much, kind of catch in a macarana way.

I think I found Don Henley's missing guitar riffs, I was writing at a friends place-the old Wilder brother's studio where Don made quite a few records. He left the riffs on the scratch up glass coffee tables-wink wink.

The other guy- he made Waylon cry and had to put on NIN to calm him down.

Her Bad Mother said...

It was me with the Mika. And I don't whether to apologize or demand high-fives.

mothergoosemouse said...

I cannot listen thanks to my sound card that makes everyone sound as if they've been sucking helium (although perhaps in this case that would help?).

But I'm pretty sure that I've managed to ostracize myself from my Bunco group, between the f-bombs and the eye-rolling when they start talking church.

wordgirl said...

Actually, I heard that there WILL be a Freddie Mercury biopic and that they're thinking Johnny Depp will do it. Now that I think of it, no one else BUT JD could do Freddie justice. Those guys in the turbans make me giggle.

Heather B. said...

Interestingly enough, I was listening to him in itunes, on repeat for the past hour and half. I tend to do it every day, but mostly in the mornings. He makes me happy.

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