Fireflies

A friend was complaining about the fairly new song, "Fireflies." (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI4JLa0hbUw) What a corny song, this person says. How is this a hit?

While I agree, it is somewhat corny, I have to admit I like the fact that it is a hit. It is a nice change of pace to hear children singing about fireflies and plant earth rather than drugs and ghetto booties. They like this whimsical little song.

Beyond the  Jonas Brother and a select few Miley Cyrus songs, I have had a hard time in the past few years finding appropriate songs for my students. No, I'm not a music teacher. I do like to play music in my classroom occasionally though, as it stimulates the mind. I also create a video for my students at the end of each school year. What kind of video is not set to music? A crappy one! And you better believe I am not creating any crappy videos.

In months past, I have heard young, elementary aged children, spew out some disturbing lyrics. I have a problem with a little girl asking a question and getting the response, "Shush girl, shut your lips. Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips!" Somewhat inappropriate! I have seen a kid wish someone good luck, followed by a wise guy responding, "I hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell." Then, of course, there is the little top hat wearing miniature Kid-Rock belting out, "We were smoking funny things, making love out by the lake to our favorite song." Doesn't seem fitting to me. I know these kids aren't living this out, not at this point anyways. I hope they never do.

So, I applaud Owl City for releasing this corny a$$ song. Good for you! It makes me laugh to hear kids singing, "cause I get a thousand hugs, from 10 million lightening bugs." It reminds me of some stand out songs that were out when I was younger. Good wholesome music. "Peaches come from a can, they were put there by a man, in a factory downtown." That one rings a bell immediately. Followed by "Kris Kross will make you jump, jump." Nice innocent songs.

Today though, I am looking to the radio for a purpose other than music. Thrilled that I can hear Jeff's game broadcast live on the radio, I could care less what songs are blasting through the speakers. To my dismay, some sort of technical difficulties have occurred and the broadcast has been cancelled. I guess I have to wait for Jeff's call. I hate that I have no idea what to expect. If only I could be there.