Tuesday, February 10, 2004
The Ballad of Larry Lum Lum
Words and music: Randy
(not posted yet on Henry's site)
I was in my room one day during senior year, playing some music I made up. I was trying to write a song, but I had no lyrics and no idea what to write about. I asked Big Jon for advice and, without even pausing to think, he said, "Leprechauns. Like a midget leprechaun probably." And then the song practically wrote itself.
Lyrics:
Larry was a leprechaun, who didn't have any friends
He lived in a wooden shack, up where the river bends
Larry had a problem, he wasn't like the other folk
He was a midget leprechaun, and he was sort of a joke
Chorus:
Because it's hard being a leprechaun when you're only six inches tall
Yes it's hard making friends when you're so small
Larry had another problem, he didn't have any gold
He spent all day chasing rainbows, and looking where he was told
And the girls, they didn't like Larry, 'cause he was so small
He'd always give 'em his number, but he knew they'd never call
Because it's hard finding a girlfriend, when you're a midget leprechaun without any gold
Yeah it's hard getting a date when you look like you're two years old
One day Larry got lucky, with a little midget leprechaun chick
They went to see Doctor Robert, and the rabbit, the bucket did kick
The stork arrived early one morning, and dropped the baby on Larry's head
But the baby was bigger than Larry, and now poor Larry is dead
Because it's hard being a leprechaun when your baby is bigger than you
Yeah it's hard being alive when your skull's cracked in two
And it hard being a leprechaun when your pot of gold is never filled
And you're only six inches tall and the storks wanna have you killed
Explainer: It's a very uplifting song, I know. The best part about this song is the bridge, which is instrumental. It was good when I wrote it and I'm very proud of it, but Henry came up with his accompanying part and that makes it fantastic (if I do say so myself). The name Larry Lum Lum comes from an NFL pregame show (our secong one, see Weeud Gyrations). Someone, probably Beasly Reese, was talking about Drew Bledsoe before a Patriots game (when he was on the Patriots), and referred to him as 'Larry Lum Lum.' At least, that's what I heard. Jonas maintains that he actually said, "Larry Long Arm," but I don't belive it. Although I couldn't understand why Beasly Reese would call Drew Beldsoe, Larry Lum Lum, I did like the name. For the next year and half, I would occassionally call people Larry Lum Lum (instead of Stu) until Big Jon mentioned the idea of a midget leprechaun, who, obviously, needed to take that name for himself. Our usual trick of stealing Beatles lyrics makes a quick appearence here with the reference to Doctor Robert. The line about the rabbit and the bucket is kind of a stretch to make it rhyme, but what I never realised (until now) is that it's backwards. The way I sing it, a bucket is kicking a rabbit, which is just stupid. So anyway, that's the story behind Larry Lum Lum. Why did the storks want to have him killed? Nobody knows.
Words and music: Randy
(not posted yet on Henry's site)
I was in my room one day during senior year, playing some music I made up. I was trying to write a song, but I had no lyrics and no idea what to write about. I asked Big Jon for advice and, without even pausing to think, he said, "Leprechauns. Like a midget leprechaun probably." And then the song practically wrote itself.
Lyrics:
Larry was a leprechaun, who didn't have any friends
He lived in a wooden shack, up where the river bends
Larry had a problem, he wasn't like the other folk
He was a midget leprechaun, and he was sort of a joke
Chorus:
Because it's hard being a leprechaun when you're only six inches tall
Yes it's hard making friends when you're so small
Larry had another problem, he didn't have any gold
He spent all day chasing rainbows, and looking where he was told
And the girls, they didn't like Larry, 'cause he was so small
He'd always give 'em his number, but he knew they'd never call
Because it's hard finding a girlfriend, when you're a midget leprechaun without any gold
Yeah it's hard getting a date when you look like you're two years old
One day Larry got lucky, with a little midget leprechaun chick
They went to see Doctor Robert, and the rabbit, the bucket did kick
The stork arrived early one morning, and dropped the baby on Larry's head
But the baby was bigger than Larry, and now poor Larry is dead
Because it's hard being a leprechaun when your baby is bigger than you
Yeah it's hard being alive when your skull's cracked in two
And it hard being a leprechaun when your pot of gold is never filled
And you're only six inches tall and the storks wanna have you killed
Explainer: It's a very uplifting song, I know. The best part about this song is the bridge, which is instrumental. It was good when I wrote it and I'm very proud of it, but Henry came up with his accompanying part and that makes it fantastic (if I do say so myself). The name Larry Lum Lum comes from an NFL pregame show (our secong one, see Weeud Gyrations). Someone, probably Beasly Reese, was talking about Drew Bledsoe before a Patriots game (when he was on the Patriots), and referred to him as 'Larry Lum Lum.' At least, that's what I heard. Jonas maintains that he actually said, "Larry Long Arm," but I don't belive it. Although I couldn't understand why Beasly Reese would call Drew Beldsoe, Larry Lum Lum, I did like the name. For the next year and half, I would occassionally call people Larry Lum Lum (instead of Stu) until Big Jon mentioned the idea of a midget leprechaun, who, obviously, needed to take that name for himself. Our usual trick of stealing Beatles lyrics makes a quick appearence here with the reference to Doctor Robert. The line about the rabbit and the bucket is kind of a stretch to make it rhyme, but what I never realised (until now) is that it's backwards. The way I sing it, a bucket is kicking a rabbit, which is just stupid. So anyway, that's the story behind Larry Lum Lum. Why did the storks want to have him killed? Nobody knows.
About the name StuPidwish
Henry named the band. And yes, it is the best name of a band in the history of bands with names. It goes like this - someone who runs onto a busy highway blindfolded has a deathwish. One can only infer from this behavior that the person doing it wishes to be dead, since that will almost surely be the result. When we decided to form a band, it was pretty clear to all of us that we would end up looking really stupid. After all, at the time Henry was the only one who could actually play his instrument. We had, you could say, a stupidwish. Henry invented the term before the band, but it was a perfect fit. Around that same time, for totally unrelated reasons, I would refer to everyone I came into contact with, "Stu." As in, "What up, Stu?" and "Later, Stu." The result of this bizarre behavior was that we began spelling our band's name with a capital P. 'Pidwish,' it seemed, was Stu's last name. Hence the name - StuPidwish.
Henry named the band. And yes, it is the best name of a band in the history of bands with names. It goes like this - someone who runs onto a busy highway blindfolded has a deathwish. One can only infer from this behavior that the person doing it wishes to be dead, since that will almost surely be the result. When we decided to form a band, it was pretty clear to all of us that we would end up looking really stupid. After all, at the time Henry was the only one who could actually play his instrument. We had, you could say, a stupidwish. Henry invented the term before the band, but it was a perfect fit. Around that same time, for totally unrelated reasons, I would refer to everyone I came into contact with, "Stu." As in, "What up, Stu?" and "Later, Stu." The result of this bizarre behavior was that we began spelling our band's name with a capital P. 'Pidwish,' it seemed, was Stu's last name. Hence the name - StuPidwish.
