More Radio Head

As anyone who knows me and Michael is aware, I know nothing about music and couldn't care less and Michael is extremely knowledgeable and interested in all forms of music. I'd be happy never having the radio or CD player on and Michael would be happy to have it on all the time.

He goes through phases that are tied completely to the purchase or receipt of a new CD. He will listen to it endlessly to the point where even I know the lyrics.

So what I am about to tell you should not come as a surprise...even though it did to me.

Parker can now literally sing along with The Teenage Fan Club aka "the fannies". In fact, he can sing one song on his own AND he can sing that same song while strumming the guitar while Daddy makes the chords. If you don't know the song, you wouldn't know what he was saying, but if you know it, he is dead on with tune, pitch and rhythm. It's kinda creepy actually. This song is called, to Parker, Radio Song, since the words "on the radio" are in it.

He also likes to request songs. When he says "fannies", he wants to hear Radio Song. When he asked for "Yoshima", he wants to hear The Flaming Lips. When he wants to hear some bizzare ditty that even I haven't learned yet, he says, "More Radio Head."

Tonight, Dad put on the Beatles, but Parker wasn't digging it. He didn't pitch too much of a fuss, but he did keep asking for Yoshima the whole time it was playing.

I guess I should be happy that he isn't only asking for "More Duck" which is the 'little white duck sitting in the water' song. This is his most common request and Michael and I have come to loathe ducks and everything about the cute yellow, fuzzy beings.