Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Uke-song,"Route 66" Revisited ...." X66X "

POST #30
PARODY-LYRICS consisting of PALINDROMES
ORIGINAL SONG: "Route 66", written by Bobby Troup, 1946, performed by Nat King Cole, covered by Perry Como, Chuck Berry, Bing Crosby, Rolling Stones, The Manhattan Transfer, John Mayer etc.
PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, March 2014.




Palindromes are highlighted here in green font and italicized (Warning! Some of these contain adult material). A tip of the hat to Weird Al Yankovic who invented the concept of singable palindromes with his spoof "Bob". See also my previously posted palindrome-song "Gnats Stang; Gnus Sung" , and various other posts highlighting palindromes.
 

John Mayer's rollicking version of the original song is found on YouTube HERE.



X66X  

(to the tune of "Route 66")


If you're the type not vexed by 'Joy of Lex',

Get your fix by fax or telex or Express.

The best letter is rated 'XX'.

It's boxed in the slot before 'Y',

Sly x-axis, it seldom rides high,

Best letter is rated 'XX'.   


Now there's, No 'x' in Nixon

No 'xx' - Exxon

No 'x' Al, knit on; toot no tin klaxon

"Laid Fixes" - sex, if dial

Max. esteem meets exam

Sex-aware era waxes

Six axons, no x-axis.

Mix a maxim. No 'x' - a Saxon.
The Bible of word-play


Just flex to the nexus of this text,

Your next exit past Texas and New Mex,

Best letter is rated 'XX'.

The best jest is  "Xerox, O Rex."

Best letter is rated 'XX'.


        
Not 'UF', not on futon!

No 'yarn' in rayon

Un nu?  No! it's a bare-era bastion

Lapse - porno on ropes, pal

Llama - nix in a mall

Sex at my gym taxes

Six at my gym? Taxis!

Sod-lid dildos. Sex-elf flexes.
   

Get relaxed with the moxie of this text,

More exotic than Texas or New Mex,

The letter that ends "Joy of Lex".

That letter is rated 'XX'.

The best letter is rated 'XX'.





Puzzling palindrome,used in Weird Al's song "Bob"


Link between 'x' and NO




















The original XX rating
Self-promoted X+ rating











Performing Notes

C9 = 0201; G6 = 0202

Intro: D7, C9, G6, D7 

If [G6] you're the type not [C9] vexed by "Joy of [G6]  Lex", [G7]
Get your [C9] fix by fax or telex or Ex[G6]press
The best [D7] letter is [C9] rated 'X[G6]X'. [G7]
It's [G6] boxed in the [C9] slot before [G6] 'Y', [G7]
Sly x-[C9]axis, it seldom rides [G6] high,
Best [D7]  letter is [C9] rated 'X[G6] X'. [D7!]   

               
Now there's, [G6!]No 'x' in Nixon
[G6!] No 'xx' - Exxon
[G6!]No 'x' Al, knit on; toot [G7] no tin klaxon
[C9]"Laid Fixes" - sex, if dial
[C6] Max. esteem meets exam
Sex-a[D7]ware era waxes
Six [C9] axons, no x-axis.
[G6] Mix a maxim. [D7] No 'x' - a Saxon.








Adage of the week:  (Egad! an adage!) 


English is simple:  flax, flex, flicks, phlox, flux.   GioLio




W-I-P points :
v2 L3; No k in Nikon??






Sunday, 16 March 2014

Tribute to Ogden Nash, including MORE singable poems


POST #29
PARODY-LYRICS by Giorgio Coniglio
+ Classic POEMS SET TO MUSIC
Original poem: "Trees" Joyce Kilmer 1914, lyrics set to music by O. Rosbach 1922;  performed by Mario Lanza, Nelson Eddy, The Platters, Bob McGrath etc. 
Parody of the poem "Trees": "Song of the Open Road" Ogden Nash, etc.
Parody of the song "Trees": many examples are posted at AmIRight.com including "The Spoofs" by Giorgio Coniglio, 2013, as per the post on this blog of December 6.
Poems by Ogden Nash: excerpted from The Best of Ogden Nash, ed. Linell Nash Smith, published by Ivan R. Dee, 2007.







 HARD LINES    poetic parody, previously unpublished, by Giorgio Coniglio    

C                                         Dm                                       
   I feel unhappy when I'm near
Fm                                       C7   C9 
  A poem sappy as these here.
F                     F#dim7           C
  And yet we honor Ogden Nash, 
 C7                                                             F
 Whose spoof portrayed a billboard crash. 
      Bm7         F     C               F     C   D7          
- His verse that stood the test of time
G7                   G7s      Em G   C
  Like Kilmer's used a simple rhyme.

C                             Dm 
  No flashiness or trashiness  
Fm                                   C7 
  Rich, rare, rash ogdenashiness *
F                     F#dim7            C      
  Indeed the march of time refines
C7                                              F
  The wisdom in these classic lines
 Fm                  C        F#dim7 D7
   "The cow is of the bovine ilk
 Bb9               Dm7            G7   C
One end is moo, the other, milk"

* 2 italicized lines are modified from a farewell tribute to Nash by Morris Bishop, 1971.


THE FOSSILS   poem by Ogden Nash  




C                                     Dm    
   At midnight in museum hall
Fm                                          C7   C9 
  The fossils gathered for a ball. 
F                          F#dim7             C
  There were no drums or saxophones 
 C7                                           F
  But just the clatter of their bones
     Bm7    F   C      F      C      D7          
A rolling, rattling carefree circus
G7                    G7s            Em C
Of mammoth polkas and mazurkas.
C                                          Dm 
  Pterodactyls and brontosauruses   
Fm                                         C7 
  Sang ghostly prehistoric choruses.
F                 F#dim7        C      
  Amid the mastodonic wassail
C7                                                 F
  I caught the eye of one small fossil.
 Fm                 C          F#dim7       D7
Cheer up old man he said , and winked - 
 Bb9               Dm7   G7     C   
   It's kind of fun to be extinct.



THE PURIST   poem by Ogden Nash




C                                               Dm    
   I give you now, Professor Twist
Fm                                   C7   C9 
  A conscientious scientist.
F                     F#dim7                      C
  Trustees exclaimed, "He never bungles!"
 C7                                             F
  And sent him off to distant jungles.
         Bm7       F   C    F  C   D7          
Camped on a tropic riverside 
G7                   G7s        Em G     C
  One day he missed his loving bride.

C                                            Dm 
   Camped on a tropic riverside
Fm                                               C7 
  One day he missed his loving bride.
F                                   F#dim7        C      
  She had the guide informed him later
C7                                    F
  Been eaten by an alligator.
 Fm            C              F#dim7     D7
Professor Twist could not but smile
 Bb9                        Dm7          G7  C   
   "You mean," he said, "a crocodile."





THE HIPPOPOTAMUS, and THE RHINO poems by Ogden Nash

C                                       Dm    
   Behold the hippopotamus
Fm                                                C7   C9 
  We laugh at how he looks to us.
F                     F#dim7                  C
  And yet in moments dark and grim
 C7                                          F
  I wonder how we look to him.
         Bm7       F   C    F  C   D7          
Peace, peace, thou hippopotamus ! 
G7              G7s       Em   G   C
  We really look all right to us.
C                                                    Dm 
   And you no doubt delight the eye,
Fm                              C7 
  Of other hippopotami.

F                         F#dim7 C      
  The rhino is a homely beast
C7                                             F
  For human eyes he's not a feast.
 Fm                   C            F#dim7 D7
Farewell, farewell, you old rhinoceros,
 Bb9                Dm7           G7          C   
   I'll stare at something less prepoceros.


Saturday, 15 March 2014

Words to Music: The Singable Ogden Nash

POST #28
POEMS SET TO MUSIC
ORIGINAL POEM/SONG: "Trees" Joyce Kilmer 1914, lyrics set to music by O. Rosbach 1922;  performed by Mario Lanza, Nelson Eddy, The Platters, Bob McGrath etc. 
PARODY OF THE POEM "TREES": "Song of the Open Road" - 4 lines by Ogden Nash. There is an extensive list of other poetic parodies of "Trees"; many examples are posted at AmIRight.com including "The Spoofs" by Giorgio Coniglio, 2013, as per the post on this blog of December 6.
OTHER POEMS (not previously set to music)  by OGDEN NASH: excerpted from The Best of Ogden Nash, ed. Linell Nash Smith, published by Ivan R. Dee, 2007.
PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, 2014. 

KEYWORDS: classicsong, poetry






























THE GIRAFFE   poem by Ogden Nash


(to the tune of "Trees")

[C]   I beg you, children, do not [Dm] laugh

[Fm]  When you survey the tall gi[C7]raffe. [C9]

[F]   It's hardly [F#dim7] sporting to at[C]tack

[C7]  A beast that cannot answer [F] back.

Now [Bm7] you and [C] I have shorter [D7] necks

[G7]  But we can [Em] chant of gin and [C] sex.

[C]  He has a trumpet for a [Dm] throat

[Fm]  And cannot blow a single [C7] note

[F]  It isn't [F#dim7] that his voice he  hoards [C]

 [C7]  He hasn't any vocal [F] cords

[Fm] I wish for [C] him, and [F#dim7] for his [D7] wife
   
 [Bb9]  A volu[Dm7]ble gir[G7] after[C] life.




THE OYSTER, and THE CENTIPEDE poems by O. Nash    
(to the tune of "Trees)

[C] The oyster's a confusing [Dm] suitor


[Fm]  It's masc., and fem., and even [C7] neuter. [C9]

[F]  But whether [F#dim7] husband, pal or [C] wife

[C7] It leads a painless sort of [F] life.

[Bm7] I'd like to [C] be an oyster, [D7] say,

 [G7] In August, [Em] June, July or [C] May.

[C]  I objurgate the centi[Dm]pede, 

[Fm] A bug we do not really [C] need.

[F]  At sleepy-[F#dim7]-time he beats a [C] path

[C7]  Straight to the bedroom or the [F] bath.
[Fm] You always [C] wallop where [F#dim7] he's [D7] not

 [Bb9]  Or if he [Dm7] is, he [G7] makes a [C] spot.




THE TERMITE, THE FLY, and THE PRAYING
MANTIS   poems by O. Nash    
(to the tune of "Trees)

[C]  Some primal termite knocked on [Dm] wood

[Fm]  And tasted it, and found it [C7] good. [C9]

[F]  And that is [F#dim7] why your Cousin [C] May . 

[C7] Fell through the parlor floor to[F]day. 
God in his [C] wisdom made the [D7] fly

 [G7] And then for[Em]got to tell us [C] why.

 [C]  From whence arrived the praying [Dm] mantis? 
Fm                                            C7 
  From outer space or lost Atlantis?
F                        F#dim7                  C      
  I glimpse the grim green metal mug
C7                                                     F
  That masks this pseudo-saintly bug,
 Fm               C                 F#dim7 D7
Orthopterous, also carnivorous
 Bb9               Dm7        G7        C  
  And faintly whisper, Lord deliver us.






Performing Notes



Lyrics and Uke Chords for "Trees", as per the Platters, 1961.
 C                                            Dm  
   I think that I shall never see
Fm                                    C7   C9 
  A poem  lovely as a tree.
F                         F#dim7                 C
   A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
 C7                                                         F
  Against the Earth's sweet flowing breast.
   Bm7         C                        D7          
A tree that looks at God all day
G7                 Em                  C
  And lifts its leafy arms to pray.
C                                                   Dm 
   A tree  that may in summer wear
Fm                                    C7 
  A nest of robins in her hair.
F                       F#dim7                 C      
  Upon whose bosom snow has lain
C7                                            F
  Who intimately lives with rain.
 Fm              C              F#dim7    G7
Poems are made by fools like me,
 Bb9            Dm7        G7         C   
   But only God can make a tree.