Submitted as an LOL by Andréa and as an Oy by B.A. And, I don’t know, maybe it belongs in the Geezer file as well?
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“I did it flyyyyyyy waaaaaaaay!”
Heck maybe even an Arlo, depending on how the word “had” is interpreted.
(Sign at sideshow) “This way to the Egress!”
I’d say this one gets a pass on a geezer tag due to cultural osmosis. The only notable covers I could find were by Elvis and Sid Vicious, neither of which would lift it out of geezerdom, but it is apparently quite a popular choice for karaoke.
@ Karaoke – Japanese word meaning “Tone-deaf drunk with microphone“.
I recall one of the Michael Palin world-travel shows had a scene in a Karaoke bar (probably in Japan) where the narration said something like, “I could feel the tide of ‘fun’ coming inexorably my way.”
This song was featured in the kids movie “Sing,” performed by Seth Macfarlane as Mike, a Frank Sinatra-esque mouse. So… not that geezer for me
“My Way” is sung at every funeral of an Italian man.
“Heck maybe even an Arlo, depending on how the word “had” is interpreted.”
That’s the only I see it. Is there another way? Is the piano player eating them? Giving birth to them? Been infected by them (like bedbugs)?
I’ve probably seen at least a half-dozen comic strips with the same regrets->egrets gag over the years. Get Fuzzy and Rubes both used it I know.
You’ll have to speak up…he’s hard of heron.
Jeez, I was using this joke 25 years ago, when I lived in Japan. And I thought it was pretty weak then.
Now, in defence of Japanese karaoke: In Japan, karaoke is just about participating and having some drinks and kicking back. Ability is no barrier to entry. People won’t look down their noses or boo you if you are not a good singer. They will all be delighted that they gave it a go. Karaoke in Japan is much more fun than in Canada (and probably USA), where it is like some talent show and you’re expected to be good.
Kinda like the open mikes I attend in my area. You don’t have to be a pop-perfect performer to have a good time.
In L.A. there are not so much karaoke bars as, I don’t know quite what you would call them, karaoke emporiums(?). You go there with a bunch of friends, and “rent” one of many small rooms with a big screen TV, karaoke machine, table and benches. They don’t care if you bring your own snacks, drinks, etc. like a small private party. You’re among friends, so nobody cares whether you’re good or bad. They are a big thing, or at least were a few years ago, when I was in the area. I heard some even got closed down for extracurricular adult activities in the rooms.
Super Synchronicity: Sunday, the same day this comic was published, the season finale of Supergirl featured this song in a big way.
The Sinatra version, in fact, indicating they found themselves at the end of the season with more money remaining in the budget than they’d expected.
The song had a big comeback for reasons I don’t know why in the 90s. It’s when I first became aware of it.
The book I was reading last night had two of the characters getting a bit inebriated and singing along with the song on the bar’s jukebox. There was also a political cartoon yesterday using it (the song, not the jukebox), but I didn’t submit it ’cause it is political).
[Eliminate the close parentheses after ‘political’, please.]
Mark in Boston – “My Way” was not sung at my Italian father’s in law’s funeral. Actually, even if the family wanted it sung, we were not allowed to have anything personal during the funeral mass other than the priest talking for an extremely brief time about him, based on the info provided.
Having said that – the music and the original lyrics were written by a client of my dad’s, a French singer/composer named Claude François. Only the lyrics were written by Paul Anka.
And it was not played at my Jewish father’s funeral either.
And Anka sweet talked François into giving him the song, which he then rewrote English lyrics for and presented it to Frankie — and as far as I know without giving him the credits — so Anka made out royally on the deal. He also wrote the Tonight Show theme, so he also got royalties for that every night. Shrewd business man, Anka…
You hear that, Diana…?
@Meryl A: I was wondering when someone would mention Claude François; I didn’t expect this. Wow! I’m impressed.
I know that Francois’ name was on the record when it came out listed as the lyricist. He also died on the young side so if he had lived perhaps there would have been a law suit?
When dad was out of college and working for another accountant he did accounting for the original Broadway play of “Guys and Dolls. His cousin (remember the discussion on cousins – he is the other cousin of dad’s generation mentioned in my listing – dad’s second cousin (my second cousin, once removed) – who was doing the accounting for an off Broadway show called “The Drunkard” needed someone to take over for him as he was not well, dad did. It was an old fashioned melodrama with the villain, the hero,the pretty girl and her mom’s mortgage. It was written (at least the music, not sure if the play end) by Barry Manilow who also played the piano for the show. (He was reading the book “The Source” between acts when we went to see it.)
And no, dad was not in entertainment law or accounting. These just happened.
I was watching a video recently where a woman of Indian (Asian) heritage mentioned a word that translates to “wife of my mother’s younger brother”.
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“I did it flyyyyyyy waaaaaaaay!”
Heck maybe even an Arlo, depending on how the word “had” is interpreted.
(Sign at sideshow) “This way to the Egress!”
I’d say this one gets a pass on a geezer tag due to cultural osmosis. The only notable covers I could find were by Elvis and Sid Vicious, neither of which would lift it out of geezerdom, but it is apparently quite a popular choice for karaoke.
@ Karaoke – Japanese word meaning “Tone-deaf drunk with microphone“.
I recall one of the Michael Palin world-travel shows had a scene in a Karaoke bar (probably in Japan) where the narration said something like, “I could feel the tide of ‘fun’ coming inexorably my way.”
This song was featured in the kids movie “Sing,” performed by Seth Macfarlane as Mike, a Frank Sinatra-esque mouse. So… not that geezer for me
“My Way” is sung at every funeral of an Italian man.
“Heck maybe even an Arlo, depending on how the word “had” is interpreted.”
That’s the only I see it. Is there another way? Is the piano player eating them? Giving birth to them? Been infected by them (like bedbugs)?
I’ve probably seen at least a half-dozen comic strips with the same regrets->egrets gag over the years. Get Fuzzy and Rubes both used it I know.
You’ll have to speak up…he’s hard of heron.
Jeez, I was using this joke 25 years ago, when I lived in Japan. And I thought it was pretty weak then.
Now, in defence of Japanese karaoke: In Japan, karaoke is just about participating and having some drinks and kicking back. Ability is no barrier to entry. People won’t look down their noses or boo you if you are not a good singer. They will all be delighted that they gave it a go. Karaoke in Japan is much more fun than in Canada (and probably USA), where it is like some talent show and you’re expected to be good.
Kinda like the open mikes I attend in my area. You don’t have to be a pop-perfect performer to have a good time.
In L.A. there are not so much karaoke bars as, I don’t know quite what you would call them, karaoke emporiums(?). You go there with a bunch of friends, and “rent” one of many small rooms with a big screen TV, karaoke machine, table and benches. They don’t care if you bring your own snacks, drinks, etc. like a small private party. You’re among friends, so nobody cares whether you’re good or bad. They are a big thing, or at least were a few years ago, when I was in the area. I heard some even got closed down for extracurricular adult activities in the rooms.
Super Synchronicity: Sunday, the same day this comic was published, the season finale of Supergirl featured this song in a big way.
The Sinatra version, in fact, indicating they found themselves at the end of the season with more money remaining in the budget than they’d expected.
The song had a big comeback for reasons I don’t know why in the 90s. It’s when I first became aware of it.
The book I was reading last night had two of the characters getting a bit inebriated and singing along with the song on the bar’s jukebox. There was also a political cartoon yesterday using it (the song, not the jukebox), but I didn’t submit it ’cause it is political).
[Eliminate the close parentheses after ‘political’, please.]
Mark in Boston – “My Way” was not sung at my Italian father’s in law’s funeral. Actually, even if the family wanted it sung, we were not allowed to have anything personal during the funeral mass other than the priest talking for an extremely brief time about him, based on the info provided.
Having said that – the music and the original lyrics were written by a client of my dad’s, a French singer/composer named Claude François. Only the lyrics were written by Paul Anka.
And it was not played at my Jewish father’s funeral either.
And Anka sweet talked François into giving him the song, which he then rewrote English lyrics for and presented it to Frankie — and as far as I know without giving him the credits — so Anka made out royally on the deal. He also wrote the Tonight Show theme, so he also got royalties for that every night. Shrewd business man, Anka…
You hear that, Diana…?
@Meryl A: I was wondering when someone would mention Claude François; I didn’t expect this. Wow! I’m impressed.
I know that Francois’ name was on the record when it came out listed as the lyricist. He also died on the young side so if he had lived perhaps there would have been a law suit?
When dad was out of college and working for another accountant he did accounting for the original Broadway play of “Guys and Dolls. His cousin (remember the discussion on cousins – he is the other cousin of dad’s generation mentioned in my listing – dad’s second cousin (my second cousin, once removed) – who was doing the accounting for an off Broadway show called “The Drunkard” needed someone to take over for him as he was not well, dad did. It was an old fashioned melodrama with the villain, the hero,the pretty girl and her mom’s mortgage. It was written (at least the music, not sure if the play end) by Barry Manilow who also played the piano for the show. (He was reading the book “The Source” between acts when we went to see it.)
And no, dad was not in entertainment law or accounting. These just happened.
I was watching a video recently where a woman of Indian (Asian) heritage mentioned a word that translates to “wife of my mother’s younger brother”.