Core

I saw a ridiculous amount of mouse shit yesterday.  Like, a crazy amount of mouse shit and, yet, here I am up again at 5:00am to do it all over again.

Some heroes don’t wear capes.

First, however, it’s Day 37 of the “Core Project” to contend with (coffee again in hand) and this ‘Songs from the Schunnemunk’ album.

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And, no, it has nothing to do with Alvin, Simon and Theodore.

This is another Cornball selection graciously donated to the cause my dear ‘ol Uncle Lance.

As it is with a lot of Uncle Lance’s finds, he had no fucking idea what it was and, apparently, when he comes across just such an album he thinks of me and, well, that suits me just fine.  I suppose that then qualifies this album as suitable for Day 5 of the “31 Day Record Challenge”, ‘A record that someone (anyone) recommends, but which you have never heard…

The album is a bit of an anomaly…mysterious even.

All I can determine about it is that it is a collection of popular children’s camp songs recorded by the Camp Lenni-Len-a-Pe campers in Salisbury Mills, NY and released in 1968.

I am assuming that this was a live recording, perhaps around a campfire somewhere, because on the back of the album it states:

“Due to the lack of space, we are forced to omit the written lyrics to: ‘We Are the Blue Beatles’, ‘Solid Gold Tycoons’, Worthwhile Occupation’, ‘We Are the Boys Who Make No Noise’, ‘Fire Water Man’, and ‘This Spying Business’.”

Don’t those sound like real knee slappers?

Doesn’t anyone sing ‘On Top of Old Smokey‘, or ‘They Say That In the Army‘?

Of course, this also suggests then that there are almost as many songs that were apparently omitted from this album than there are actually on it but, hey, great job anyway kids!

Fortunately, it goes goes on to say:

“If you wish, copies of these lyrics are available at you request by writing…”

Excellent.

Thanks for that.

Anyway, for a collection of children’s camp songs it was a bit of a creepy start to the day if you ask me.  I mean, listening to little kids sing first thing at stupid o’clock in the morning, c’mon!

You know who else likely listened to kids singing in the morning?

John Wayne Gacy.

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Too much?

So to make myself feel less like a creepster, I guess I should also mention that the Schunemunk (also spelled Schunnemunk, as it is on this particular album) is the highest mountain in Orange County, New York. The 1,664-ft (507m) summit is located in the town of Blooming Grove, with other portions in Cornwall and Woodbury. The community of Mountain Lodge Park is built up its western slope.

I am also guessing that people – kids – camp there.

Regardless, pass the clown shoes…

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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