I try to expose my kids to as much culture as possible. Tomorrow I shall accompany my eldest daughter Beta to an evening of medieval music performed by the popular German ensemble Corvus Corax (shown above). We have been listening to their CDs on our commutes lately, and are both looking forward to a highbrow evening of authentic performances of carefully and academically researched pre-renaissance songs on historically accurate instruments.
Including an anvil, various bagpipes, horns and drums, and an IKEA clothes rack played with a screwdriver.
Oooh! You’ll have fun.
Corvus Corax are one of the bands that force me to jump around. They are so energetic and so much fun live. It’s unbelievable how much pressure the bagpipes can deliver and these guys really know what they’re doing.
(And do get a place in front, so your daughter can check beneath the kilts :)
P.S. This time I’m only slightly sad I’m missing the concert. It wouldn’t be advisable medically. I don’t think I’m allowed in a mosh pit currently.
1. you set an unattainable example for fathers everywhere.
2. those guys are like the chippendale’s dancers, there, except talented. and hot. geez.
3. make me a CD?
I can just hear Beta when she’s grown up and at the therapist: “My dad was *so* embarassing in the mosh pit!”
I’ll be happy to make you a CD, Anne, but I’m nowhere near as good as those guys. Nor do I have a kilt. Yet.
We took our 11 year old daughter to see the Tiger Lillies because we had a couple of their albums with gloriously macabre songs based on Edward Gorey and on Shock Headed Peter (Strewlpeter in German I think).
Unfortunately we didn’t know there last couple albums were about prostitutes and prostitution, so my daughter got a little uncomfortable in the second hand and we had to leave…
They did have a great song about “Kick the Baby Down the Stairs” and another about cancer. “Cancer is good for you, Cancer is good for you, The Big C… is like the cavelry”