Mamacita says: The cd jukebox has been set on “random” all day, and since it’s full of showtunes (original cast, of course) today’s random playlist looked like this:
1. Out Of My Dreams
2. If I Loved You
3. Another Suitcase In Another Hall
4. Children Will Listen
5. Green Finch and Linnet Bird
6. The First Man You Remember
7. I’m A Bad, Bad Man
9. How Could I Ever Know
10. Tango: Maureen
11. I’m Not That Girl
12. The Deal (No Deal)
13. Turn Back, O Man
14. Far From The Home I Love
15. Those Were The Good Old Days
16. If Momma Was Married
17. Ten Minutes Ago
18. More I Cannot Wish You
19. One Hand, One Heart
20. You Are Music
21. A Secretary Is Not A Toy
22. His Work and Nothing More
23. Damned For All Time
24. Life Has Been Good To Me
25. How To Handle A Woman
26. If I Can’t Love Her
27. There But For You Go I
28. Don’t Tell Mama
29. Dance: Ten, Looks: Three
30. You Could Drive A Person Crazy
31. The Last Night of the World
32. War is a Science
33. What A Piece of Work Is Man
34. One More Angel In Heaven
35. Castle on a Cloud
36. Shall I Tell You What I Think Of You
37. Every Day A Little Death
38. That’s How Young I Feel
39. They Live In You
40. The Sadder But Wiser Girl For Me
41. Somewhere That’s Green
42. I’m An Ordinary Man
43. What Do You Want Of Me
44. Gus, The Theater Cat
45. As Long As He Needs Me
46. The Rape Ballet
47. I Believe My Own Eyes
48. How Can Love Survive
49. Life Upon The Wicked Stage
50. You’ve Got To Be Carefully Taught
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to tell me which musical each of these songs comes from, if I may be so bold as to end a sentence with a preposition.
The message in #50 is particularly relevant, and always has been.
You’ve got to be taught to hate and fear,
you’ve got to be taught from year to year,
it’s got to be drummed in your dear little ear—
you’ve got to be carefully taught!
You’ve got to be taught to be afraid
of people whose eyes are oddly made,
and people whose skin is a different shade—
you’ve got to be carefully taught.
You’ve got to be taught before it’s too late,
before you are six or seven or eight,
to hate all the people you relatives hate—
you’ve got be carefully taught!
Do not read the following if you are a weak-minded, prejudiced person who feels you can’t help it because you were born that way:
There is just no such thing as a person being born with genetic programmed prejudices. It’s all learned behavior. The bewildered claim of “I can’t help it; I was born this way” is nothing but a gigantic lie, a lie which is intended to cover up that person’s weak moral character.
Got your hackles up? Good. Because I also do not believe any person can be a genuine Christian if he/she harbors prejudices against anyone because of skin color or ethnic origin.
I can see being iffy about stupid people, but it doesn’t matter what color they are.
Yeah, so, if you’re going to preach Christianity to me, please save your breath. I will measure your beliefs against your actions, and the actions will always trump the words.
Words are cheap. Every Sunday, people use words to describe actions they have no intention of doing, or stopping, starting on Monday morning. With some people, the hypocrisy begins the moment the sermon is over, and such people have been checking the time every three or four minutes because dammit, them restaurants fill up fast, and if the Baptists get there first, there won’t be no room!
But I digress. The post is about music.
Now, go forth, or fifth, or even eighth, and name those shows!