I generally made pleasant, generic things when I was a tot: flowers, snowmen, and tractors. But a recent conversation had me wondering what I would make today, on National Play-Doh Day, if I had Play-Doh at my disposal. Obviously my taste has changed a bit from when I was 3, right? (Well, I still love fruit snacks and Sunny Delight.)
But really, what would I mold now?
I asked a few members of the RB staff to join me in a little Play-Doh exercise. It turns out a recent study showed that playing with Play-Doh can be highly therapeutic and stress reducing. So, a few of the Rockabye Baby staff took a little work break!
Here’s what we made (turns our our tastes haven’t changed that much!):
A walrus, a penguin and a fish, just chattin’
“Holy on, I have to just catch my breath!”
Pretty impressive, huh?
What would you mold out of your Play-Doh?
To make your own “play dough,” check out these recipes.
Don’t let anyone tell you differently: Hats are a way of life.
Rock stars and musicians from every different genre would agree with that. Hats offer a fantastic way to show your style, personality, or just to hide a bad hair day. We certainly don’t need a holiday to write about hats, but it is Make a Hat Day today, so not only will we be talking about some of the most famous headgear in music, we’re also giving you a hat . . . to make. Because we’re cool like that.
But first, look who made our top hat list:
(Image viaLester Cohen/WireImage)
Little Skateboard P made headline after headline when he wore this Dudley Do-Right–looking hat at the Grammys last year. This tall drink of water is actually a vintage hat by Vivienne Westwood, an English fashion designer who is credited with many influential things in the fashion world, like bringing punk style to the masses. Pharrell has owned the hat for many years, and has even worn it to other events, but it seemed to make the biggest splash at the Grammys. The hat eventually went up on eBay to raise money for charity From One Hand to Another, and was bought by a lucky hat lover (I secretly wish it was me!) for the reasonable price of $44,100.
New Wave favorite Devo famously wore these red hats during their Freedom of Choice album years, and even more famously in their music video for “Whip It.” It is called an “energy dome” and was designed by band members Mark Mothersbaugh and Gerald Casalez, having been influenced by the German Bauhaus movement as well as Aztec temples. The band wore these hats in many different colors throughout their years together.
(Image via Wikipedia)
Slash, aka Saul Hudson, the guitarist for Guns N’ Roses has worn his infamous top hat since the ’80s. We all know it, we all love it, but did you know he shoplifted it? That’s right, Slash was on the lookout for a “signature” item before a show in 1985, but since he was low on cash, he decided to swipe it without paying. He also decided when he got home that it looked a little plain, so he tied a belt around it (also shoplifted!).
Ol’ Blue Eyes had a voice that could simply not be matched — but his style was equally as enviable. Sinatra lived in an era when it was commonplace to see men in suits and fedoras (or other dressy hats) just walking around town. Oh, what a time to be alive! There was just something about the way Frank wore his fedora, though: a slight tilt, not only to the side, but also to the back as well. Effortlessly cool and wholly unique.
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Brian Johnson of AC/DC:
Before joining AC/DC, Brian was the singer in a well-known British band called Geordie. When the group broke up, he had to take a job as a window fitter and he ended up wearing his trademark driver’s cap to hide his identity. And since he would often go to a gig at a pub straight from work, he would keep the hat on. AC/DC really liked the hat and told Brian he should keep wearing it when he joined the band.
How many septuagenarians can rock like 72-year-old Sir Paul McCartney? (Mick Jagger, perhaps.)
I saw the ever mighty Paul McCartney at Dodger Stadium last month; jeesh it seems so surreal even as I type it. “I did what?!”
My best friend and I prepared to buy our tickets in April. She and I spastically texted each other nonsensical exclamations (“WTF?” “WAIT WHAT?!” “Holy SH*T!”) with what felt like preshow jitters as we waited for the clock to strike 10:00 am to buy tickets. We were especially restless because he was set to play over my birthday weekend and what could make a birthday weekend, and who could make a birthday weekend more spectacular than McCartney?
If you hadn’t already guess . . .
We got the tickets!
“WTF? WAIT WHAT?!,” is right.
The anticipation built over the entire summer. Everyone I spoke to who had seen Paul before kept saying things like “He’s going to absolutely blow your mind,” and “The man is a machine. His bandmates who are 20 years his junior take more breaks than he does,” and so on and so forth.
My birthday weekend was already off to a great start by the time August 10 rolled around. Drinks with friends, the beach, a fancy dinner, karaoke—a weekend worthy of the title “Best Birthday Weekend Ever” already, but the best was yet to come.
We arrived about two hours before the show, early enough to each snag a Dodger dog and a beer.
As the sun set, and the Supermoon that made an appearance that night rose, our eagerness grew.
Paul McCartney, a Beatle for cryin’ out loud, stepped onstage with his Höfner bass in tow, waving and nodding in thanks for the thousands of cheers that welcomed him. Paul McCartney was IN FRONT OF US. Without a single word, just a nod to his bandmates, they went right into it; a near 40-song set, including two encores.
After two songs, he shouted “Los Angeles! Dodger Stadium? Haven’t been here for a while . . .” He hadn’t played at Dodger Stadium since 1966 with his Beatle cohorts. The crowd, us included, went nuts.
Pyrotechnics for “Live and Let Die”
He played for nearly three hours but it felt like a 20-minute blur that I made up in a dream. We screamed our lungs out to favorites like “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da“ and “Live and Let Die,” pretended not to cry during “Blackbird” and his tribute to George Harrison with a ukulele version of “Something,” and felt like we were ascending into the heavens while 50,000-plus people chanted along to “Hey Jude.”
The entire night was electric. I didn’t see him take a single break, not even for a sip of water. To say it was memorable would almost be a disservice to his legacy. It was unforgettably spectacular.
So, it goes without saying that closing out my birthday weekend with my best friends and Paul McCartney is one for the books. I still don’t believe it actually happened.
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First things first: I was never a fan of Bruce Springsteen… Until recently. It took me some 30 years — totally aging myself (gracefully) right now — since his Born in the U.S.A. first took the country by storm and I first saw his “Dancing in the Dark” video on MTV that just seemed to play over and over again to my dismay, before I finally got him, The Boss. Through my teen years into my twenties and on, I was too wrapped up in New Wave, then Industrial, anything and everything 4AD then Indie Rock and so forth, to get into the American rock that Springsteen produced.
It wasn’t until I lived in Montreal and found his songs on so many of my friends’ playlists there (Springsteen along with Montreal-based Arcade Fire, who are very much influenced by Springsteen’s music) that slowly but surely he got under my skin. I was missing out. (And he’s quite the hunk, too, isn’t he?) And beyond his music, there’s much to appreciate and learn from. So here’s my list in honor of this great musician and inspiring individual:
Schooled by Springsteen:
3 Things You Can Learn About Life from The Boss
1. “Wear pants that fit.” Seriously, I don’t know of any other male public figure’s butt that was as popular then or now than his. Can you? But what I mean by this lesson is don’t put yourself in situations that make you uncomfortable or don’t try to do things that compromise who you are. Springsteen, from what I’ve read, has always remained true to who he is, and what he believes in. I dig that.
2. You can rock at any age. Now let me take this a step further. Whether you’re a teenager or in your sixties, whether a musician or mother, I think Springsteen would say that you can rock at whatever you do. P.S. I’m officially obsessed with “Girls in Their Summer Clothes,” and I appreciate that his video features girls and women of all ages on the beach without being sleazy about it.
3. Be persistent. It wasn’t until The Boss’s third album that his popularity soared. Don’t give up on your dreams or what you believe in.
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What did Bruce Springsteen teach you about life?
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Only one person in history could pull this outfit off . . .
From his intricate and operatic songwriting abilities to his soaring voice and theatrical performances, Mercury will long be known as one of rock and roll’s greatest showmen.
Today, he would have been 68.
I have a couple of Queen concert DVDs and, I kid you not, the first time I watched Queen Live in Montreal, I took photos of my TV screen (yep, like a crazy person) because Freddie’s stage presence was so illuminating and demanding of my attention, it felt like I was actually there watching him.
His trance is inescapable.
To commemorate Mercury’s birthday, I’m sharing one of my favorite Queen videos that features his memorable moves and costumes . . .
“I Want To Break Free”
I always used to picture myself triumphantly busting out of my high school’s doors after test days to this song. I never did it, but listening to it now makes me want to visit my old high school and finally make it happen.
And last but not least, as we’re not just celebrating just Mercury’s birthday today, we have Rockabye Grrl’s favorite Queen song “Crazy Little Thing Called Love.”
Happy Birthday, Rockabye Grrl!
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And I’m not just talking about viruses — although those are certainly set to increase exponentially now that my kids are back in the petri dish of preschool; I’m talking about lice.
Even typing the word grosses me out.
Remember when they would pass out those black plastic combs at school and the teachers made everyone brush their hair? (Those days were traumatic for me since I have tangle-prone hair and the comb always got stuck.)
But now I realize the comb wasn’t a gift, like I always thought. It was a preventative measure. It wasn’t generosity on the part of the public school system or concern for the quality of our dos —it was a lice check. That’s right — they were searching for parasites in our scalps.
My kids’ school does lice checks once a week and in a manner even more subtle than the free comb day — and much like free comb day, it took me a while to get it.
Mondays my girls come home with the cutest hairdos—adorable, little updos where the teachers have lovingly parted and brushed their hair, and then put it up in a variety of cute ponytails, twists, braids or buns. My usually unkempt kids, who at their best boast crooked pigtails to contain their endless tangles (they’ve got my hair), come home from school looking like the kind of children that populate Gap catalogs — scrubbed, apple-cheeked cherubs.
Okay, maybe not so scrubbed since there’s usually still dirt all over their faces, but at least their hair looks like it hasn’t been through a lawn mower. It looks nice. And for a long time, I didn’t wonder why — I just assumed it was a beloved teacher bestowing some special attention.
It isn’t. It’s a lice check. The best way to look for nits — and to get the kids to sit through the nit pick — is to play beauty parlor and give them cute dos. I found this out not from the teachers but from my oldest daughter who brought me a hairbrush and a bag of hair bands and begged me to look for bugs in her hair.
“You want me to do what?” I asked.
I gave her some crooked ponytails without looking too close at her head. They can get nit picky with it at school.
Do you think there’s anything wrong with this photo?
This is a lesson from my daughter’s preschool, where she started just 3 months ago, and has been doing great. Each week the teachers put her completed lessons in her “Little D” file so we can follow her development. It’s been fun to see her lessons about drawing shapes, identifying letters and things, writing numbers and then, obviously based on the above, learning words that rhyme.
Can you tell what word I had an issue with? I’m asking you, dear readers, because I value your opinion, honestly. Remember when I asked you about these signs at a local store? You had a lot to say.
Am I being ridiculous making a hubbub about seeing the word “fat” in my daughter’s lesson? Aren’t there so many other words that can’t be used in a hurtful way? (I guess “rat” could be too. Or maybe people don’t like being called a “cat” either?) Couldn’t she have used the word “hat” instead?
I know her teachers are sweethearts and by no means would they teach that word to be used in a judgmental way. Hell, maybe they were talking about the fat of food, having a fat bank account. Should I ask them?
A friend of mine said at her daughters’ preschool they aren’t allowed to bring in books with that word, so it’s clear they’re sensitive about the use of the word. Let’s face it, most women are. While all the women (not just mothers) I showed the lesson to all immediately had a reaction to the “fat” content (ranging from, “yeah, they could have used another word,” to “oh…yeah” and a frown), most of the fathers I showed it to didn’t think it was a big deal.
In our household that is among the three-letter words we don’t teach or speak, but more on bad words later. So tell me…
Would you suggest cutting out or ignoring the “fat?”
Does your baby think they were born to run? If your little Boss isn’t tired and wants to prove it all night, tuck them in with these blissful versions of Bruce Springsteen’s classic rock anthems. We promise there will be lots of sleeping in the dark.
Does your baby move like Jagger and keep you up all night? Here’s the secret to a blissful evening - put on these calm and cozy bedtime renditions of Maroon 5. Your baby will never want to leave that crib.