All right. It wasn't that bad, but it was something semi-lame like that. They seemed to enjoy the exercise at first. They were quite fond of my first selection: "Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service. My second choice, however, left them less than motivated and, apparently, quite willing to hurt Mr. Matt's feelings. I don't remember the exact song because the moment was so traumatizing, but I do know it was Bjork. I should've known better, I guess. Fourth and fifth graders are not the perfect audience for Bjork's unique brand of yelping and growling. Or are they not? Wait, what?
I discovered this sweetly beautiful rendition of "Joga" on YouTube Monday night and thought it would make a perfect entry for our popular Wednesday Morning Music column. Do yourself a favor and watch the whole thing.
Look at 'em! They are really getting into it. With the exception a few fat ones, these kids seem to genuinely enjoy the song. I don't know what the hell was wrong with my students.
Interesting coda to that summer camp story: after my class laughed Bjork out of the CD player, I snapped, "OK, fine, let's hear what you guys brought in then." And we were treated to the timeless sound of Mr. Ruben Studdard.
Sigh.