My husband likes to be right. Okay…I do too. But, it seems that whenever we place wagers regarding music knowledge, he always wins.

It started years ago, when he had attended an Aerosmith concert and I asked him if they played “Home Sweet Home”. But, what I was actually referring to was the song “Last Child”. Just because, “home sweet home” is in the lyrics, doesn’t mean it’s the title. I lost some money on that one.

After we started dating, we found that we both liked the band Silverchair. Their most popular, ever-present radio song was one that I believed to be called “Fatal Massacre”. My husband quickly corrected me saying the title was “Pure Massacre”. What? That makes no sense. He may have been right, but Silverchair clearly didn’t see that “fatal” works better than “pure” next to the word “massacre”. And, they call themselves musicians?

This was followed by a discussion of Led Zeppelin’s “Ramble On”…quite possibly my favorite song EVER. My husband told me that the song was based on J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings, but I couldn’t figure out how he knew that. When he said that Gollum was mentioned in the song, I went through the lyrics in my head and found no mention of that rotten Hobbit.

But, it turns out that Robert Plant wasn’t singing, “Gaw if that evil one…”, but instead was saying, “Gollum, and the evil one…”. I was wrong again. That’s right. I didn’t even know the lyrics to my favorite song…or even know what it was really about.

Quite frankly, I have made enough mistakes that I could make this the longest post in all of blogging history.

Of course, I’m not alone. Lots of people screw up song lyrics. At least, that’s my defense and I’m sticking to it.

I had a friend in high school who thought the Grateful Dead song titled “Might as Well”, was actually called “Minus Twelve”. We let him think that for a long time too.

Recently, someone said they misunderstood the song lyrics in “Hotel California”. Instead of, “What a nice surprise…” she thought Don Henley was singing, “When your rabbit dies…”

And, who actually knew the correct lyrics in “Blinded by the Light” were, “Revved up like deuce…”? You know you’ve all said, “Wrapped up like a douche…”. Don’t lie.

What I’d love to know boys and girls, is what song lyrics have you messed up?

And, He’s Faster Than Big Brown

posted by Momo Fali on June 8, 2008

Yesterday morning, I noticed that my six year old son’s voice sounded funny.

I picked him up and said, “I think you’re getting a cold. Your voice sounds hoarse.”

Then he confirmed why I call him the next Jim Carrey, when he looked me straight in the eye and said, “Neigh“.

If We Get To Ten My Head’s Going To Pop Off

posted by Momo Fali on June 6, 2008

Although my son has never been shy about touching people, I couldn’t believe how many times I had to reprimand him at my daughter’s softball game last night.

The first time was for touching a woman’s painted toenails.

The second time was for leaning on a lady, as if she were a light pole.

The third time was for pinching a little girl’s butt.

Finally I said, “You have to stop touching people! I have told you three times that you can NOT do that. One for the toenails, two for leaning on that lady, and three for pinching your friend.”

And, once again he saw the future when he said, “What am I going to do for four, five and six?”

Gonna Party Like It’s My Birthday

posted by Momo Fali on June 4, 2008
Today is my birthday. Mine, and hers.
That’s right. Our similarities are endless.