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Posted on Apr 26, 2008 at 11:16 AM

Having way too much free time on my hands, this past week I was placed in charge of getting my neice to and from Art Camp. She's 10. In 45 minute driving increments, twice a day, she was schooled on why Rush is the greatest rock band ever. That wasn't the plan to start, but when I changed the radio station from WEQX (coolest radio station ever) to one of the classic rock stations she seemed to like it. The Joker, by The Steve Miller Band came on and I sang it to her. You're the cutest thing that I ever did see then turning the volume down and changing the subject because she likely doesn't know anything about loving peaches and shaking trees. Hitting the high harmony on the chorus wasn't easy, and I even remembered to turn it down when Mr. Miller called himself a midnight toker... Then they played The Logical Song by Supertramp. (From Canada, I might add, but I didn't go there.) She liked it. We stopped for ice cream, she had Phish Food, I had Cherry Garcia. She had never heard of Phish or The Grateful Dead. I talked to her about music. Some of it is good, some of it is bad, and some of it is crap. Some of it is art. If you're in a band and Ben & Jerry decide to make an ice cream flavor out of you, you are art... Next day, I picked her up and handed her a CD and told her to say the name of the band and the title of the disc. "Rush... Moving Pictures" she said. CD in, starting with Tom Sawyer. Art. Red Barchetta. Art. YYZ. Art. Knowing she likes playing the violin, I came prepared with Exit... Stage Right The String Quartet Tribute to Rush. [I've told you all what a freak I am about Rush...] It started with The Spirit of Radio. I supplied the vocals. Then came Red Barchetta. Art. Then YYZ. Art. She told me she liked the string versions better and I emphatically told her "No you dont!" Friday, I chaged gears. It was all about Sgt Peppers Lonely Heart Club Band. She loved it. She read the lyrics without any prompting from the uncle as I explaind to her that Sgt Pep was the first rock album ~ever~ to print the lyrics. We made it through She's Leaving Home by the time we got to Art Camp she said she couldn't wait to hear Mr. Kite. (Her words I swear!) Art Show that afternoon. My neice ran to greet me grabbing my hand and pulling me to her week of art. The collective (but individual) artistic output of a small group of children ages 4 to 10 was really amazing. I'm not saying this because I may be heavily biased, but she wowed me. One project was a single serve serial box arted up including live ladybugs which she insisted on freeing after the show... The first thing she said in my truck was what about the Beatles and Mr. Kite? I corrected her and said I believe the title is For The Benefit of Mr. Kite. She then corrected me telling me that the full name of the song was Being For the Benefit of Mr. Kite... Out of the mouths of babes indeed...

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