Arts Today in Stranger Suggests
posted by on December 23 at 12:26 PM
‘A Child’s Christmas in Wales’
(DRINKING MAKES CHILDREN CUTER) There is no better way to prepare for a half hour of children in a tiny theater acting out the excellent Dylan Thomas poem (complete with flubbed lines, hot cider, scratchy violins, and irreproducible cuteness) than by softening your heart with a few glasses of tequila over at Beso Del Sol. (Beso Del Sol, 4468 Stone Way N, 547-8087; Stone Soup Theatre, 4035 Stone Way N, 633-1883, 3:30 and 7:30 pm, $14.) BRENDAN KILEY
(Fact: Thomas lived and died in an alcoholic vapor. He collapsed in a Manhattan bar while on a promotional speaking tour and expired soon after in St. Vincent’s Hospital. His last words were: “After 39 years, this is all I’ve done.” Merry Christmas.)
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Did this idiot work for the Stranger?
#1 That loser who did that shoulda took a chill pill and listend to the upbeat Lou Monte 'Tic Ti Tici To Tici Ta' man theres some good jams on limewire. Better yet Lou Montes 'Shut uppa you face'
'Allo, I'm-a Giuseppe, I got-a something special-a for you, ready?
Uno, duo, tre, quatro
When I was a boy, just about the eighth-a grade, Mama used to say don't stay out-a late with the bad-a boys, always shoot-a pool, Giuseppe going to flunk-a school.
Boy, it make-a me sick, all the t'ing I gotta do I can't-a get-a no kicks, always got to follow rules.
Boy, it make-a me sick, just to make-a lousy bucks.
Got to feel-a like a fool and-a mama used to say all-a time.
What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect.
What-a you t'ink you do? Why you look-a so sad?
It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face!
That's-a my mama, I can remember.
Big accordion solo.
Ah! Play dat again, Really nice, really nice!
Soon-a come-a day, gonna be a big-a star.
Den I make-a TV shows and-a movies.
Get-a myself a new car, but still I be myself I don't want-a to change a t'ing, still a-dance and a-sing.
I t'ink about-a mama, she used to say:
What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect.
What-a you t'ink you do? Why you look-a so sad? It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face
Mama, she said it all-a da time.
What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect.
What-a you t'ink you do? Why you look-a so sad?
It's-a not so bad, it's-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face
That's-a my mama!
Hello, everybody!
'At's out-a dere in-a radio and-a TV land.
Did you know I had a big-a hit-a song in-a Italy with-a disc Shaddap-a you face?
I sing-a dis-a song, all-a my fans applaud.
Dey clap-a da hands, dat-a make me feel-a so good
You ought to learn-a dis-a song, it's-a real-a simple.
See, I sing: "what's-a matter you?"
You sing: "Hey!"
Den I sing-a da rest and den at de end, we can all-a sing: "Ah, Shaddap-a you face!"
O.k., let's-a try it, really big!
Uno, duo, tre, quatro
What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect. Hey!
What-a you t'ink you do? Hey!
Why you look-a so sad? Hey!
It's-a not so bad. Hey! It's-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face!
OK one more-a time for mama!
What's-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect. Hey! What-a you t'ink you do? Hey!
Why you look-a so sad? Hey!
It's-a not so bad. Hey! It's-a nice-a place.
Ah, shaddap-a you face!
"A Child's Christmas in Wales" is the greatest poem ever to use the phrase "we waited to snowball the cats." The narrator and his friend were absolute assholes. There's a really good recording of Thomas reciting this poem available at Salon.
Sadly, whales very rarely spend their holidays inside children--which I think is very small-minded of them.
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