Posts Tagged ‘The Cure’

We asked and you voted!

Here’s the bundle that got the most votes in our “Yay or Nay Valentine’s Day” Poll



Now through February 17th, you can purchase this bundle specially priced at $45

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Thanks to everyone who shared their parental advice in our “Rocking Parent Tips” giveaway! Here’s one we just had to share.


When changing a diaper, always treat the situation like clearing a lawnmower. Wait for everything to come to a complete stop before working. —Anthony M

Have your own to share? Comment below!

Enter this giveaway for your chance to win one CD for you and one for a friend!



Robert Smith, The Cure’s wild-haired, red-lipped frontman, celebrates his 55th birthday today!



images from we heart it & the guardian

Of course, we’re celebrating, too, with a giveaway!

Last year, Smith celebrated his birthday in Mexico City with a 4-hour, 50-plus song set. Can you imagine?!

It got us wondering . . .
What will he do this year?
And even better: What if we got to be there?

So, we’re letting our imaginations get away with us this time! To enter our random drawing to win two copies of Lullaby Renditions of The Cure (one for you and one for a friend), tell us how you and Robert Smith would celebrate Robert Smith’s birthday. Enter by Sunday, April 27 at 8pm PST.


Need a little piece of heaven (also known as the baby’s naptime) right away?

Listen to Lullaby Renditions of The Cure on Spotify!

Land, ho! Slumber-land, that is.

The Rockabye Bear has been catching some waves (and some zzz’s) “sale ‘n” through our week of discounted titles!


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Don’t forget about our Rockabye Baby Music Sale!

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Have you heard about our week-long sale?

Now through Friday, we’re picking 5 different Rockabye Baby titles and marking them down every day!

Physical CDs are available for $12.99 and MP3 downloads are available for $7.99.

Today we’re dropping the prices on the lullaby renditions of five UK bands: The Police, Radiohead, The Cure, U2 Coldplay

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Even though all the Independence Day festivities have ended, there’s still a little fun (and snoozing) to be had.

Today’s the last day to save big with our 4th of July Special!


You have until 11:59 pm PT tonight to get a CD for FREE!

Our picks:

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Rockabye Baby! More Lullaby Renditions of U2++= Free!

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Lollapalooza fans, we have some breaking news for you!

Two of your favorite bands may be headlining this year’s Lollapalooza in August. Who, who, who, you ask? Here they are…

You can find the full lineup HERE, and more details about the August 2nd-4th festival at Chicago’s Grand Park can be found on the Lollapalooza website HERE.

 Do you have a favorite Lollapalooza memory?

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It’s flu season and everyone I know is trying hard to not get sick. But if you are around children for any length of time all the free vaccines, hand sanitizer and massive doses of vitamin C aren’t going to save you. Because kids can be pretty dirty and gross. Recently, my baby threw up pistachio shells she ate after someone left a pile of them discarded on the ground at the park. And you know what she tried to do immediately after? Eat the half-chewed, muddy shells that were stuck on her sweater.

With stunts like that, I’m lucky she hasn’t contracted pinworms, which is something so foul I can’t even tell you about it for fear you might be reading this over lunch. Instead, the baby just has a perpetual cold, which means her sweet face is often covered in snot. I used to judge those people who let their kids run around with runny noses. How hard is it to use a tissue? I’d wonder. Now I know: it’s Sisyphean.

She can’t shake her cold and it would be easy to blame my toddler’s preschool. Every day when I pick the toddler up there they’ve posted a new list of illnesses that are making the rounds: chickenpox, strep and the positively medieval one known as hand, foot and mouth disease.

With all the viruses and bacteria afoot, it should come as no surprise that the toddler got sent home recently with pink eye. My poor girl looked terrible; her eyes were puffy and almost swollen shut (I swear she looked good when she left our house). I felt so ashamed, like the worst kind of parent-the kind who sends her sick kid to school to infect everyone else. We went to the doctor and got a miracle cure (eye drops).

The following day was her first official sick day. And even though I’ve turned into such a cranky germaphobe, she reminded me that being sick can also be fun. We put on pajamas, made tea and watched Charlie Brown on TV. While I worked, she did some crafts and covered herself in glitter glue. She took a long nap with her dad, who also worked from home that day. Then we all put on silly costumes and had a dance party. She wore a cow suit 3 sizes too small, and after the grueling process of getting the drops in her eyes, she got to eat cookies (three, in fact!).

Her eyes looked great the next morning: clear, awake and anime-wide open. She went to school, happy and well, and now I’m feeling a different kind of sickness coming on: heartsickness because I miss her.

Whether you or your little one is “sick sick,” homesick or “heartsick,” there’s nothing quite like music to soothe the “owies” that life brings. Visit our store to find your miracle cure. :)



I’ve been a mother for eight months now, and people always ask me what I miss most about my life before baby… (That ellipsis was me thinking.)  Um, less laundry? Less responsibility? Less trash? More sleep?

One thing I do miss about my pre-baby but not pre-pregnancy life is my dream world. I don’t know about you other mothers or mothers-to-be, but when I was pregnant, the places I went to and the things I did in my dreams were way, way, way beyond my imagination.

I lived like a rock star in one, had NC-17 adventures in another… (that ellipsis was for me blushing) and often, I even flew around like a superhero. So I travelled everywhere. That was my dream life when I was carrying little D.

Maybe it was hormones; maybe it was my subconscious getting all my wild tendencies out in my dream world before settling into motherhood. Or, maybe, it was my little girl who sent me out on all these crazy escapades, giving me the most fantastic slumber life saying, “Hey, mama, enjoy this time; I’ll be a great adventure, too.”

But these last months, you know how eventful my dreams were?

I woke up this past weekend a bit confused and told my husband, “I think I just went to the grocery in my dreams. Or did we actually go?” In another dream, it got even duller and I didn’t go anywhere: I cleaned the house. Where’s the fun in that?

Is my wild dream life a thing of the past?

Is my greatest fantasy getting chores done?

Will I ever fly again ?

I decided it was time for a big helping of my life before baby. I went out. Without my husband, without baby D-and certainly not to the grocery store.

I joined two non-parent friends and my older sister and BFF-both of whom also wanted a “Mama’s Night Out”-and ventured out on a Saturday night in Hollywood as we did before we had children (or were pregnant with them). We ended up at a very L.A. club that required being on a guest list, didn’t have a proper marked entrance (very Swingers­-esque) and didn’t get happening until after midnight.

We had overpriced cocktails and danced as if we were teenagers, thanks to the DJ, who was spinning tracks from artists from our generation versus the 20-something crowd who ruled the place: Prince, Beasties Boys, The Cure, to name a few oldies but goodies.

We didn’t get home until after 1 am. And when I opened my bedroom door, there was my husband and baby fast asleep in bed. I stared at them for a while and thought, this night was even better than I had anticipated. Not because I got to go out without them, but because of what I came home to every night that I didn’t have 8 months ago. (Well, most nights, around that hour, I’d be nursing that babe of mine).

In that moment I decided that the two hours out in Hollywood was real life and my family life is the dream-though, very G-rated with occasional mature language (I blame hormones!)-even with the empty pantry, mountains of laundry and cluttered rooms.

But I’m hoping when I wake up next weekend, my husband and daughter make my dreams come true and those undone chores will be figments of my imagination. Yeah, I’d totally make them my Valentines if they did.

Make the mother in your life’s dreams come true this Valentine’s Day with a selection of Rockabye Baby CDs that will softly rock her and her baby to slumberland.

 Now through February 14, we’re offering free domestic shipping on your entire order!

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Happy Friday, everyone! At long last the weekend has arrived and, boy, are we ready to relax. How about another cozy movie night with Rockabye Baby? Again, you choose the treats and we’ll choose the movie.

There’s a little part in all of us that has wanted to be a rock star (I know I wasn’t the only one singing into my hairbrush as a kid). The Billboard hits, your name in lights, crooning fans by the thousands every night at sold-out shows. The same could be said for Adam Sandler’s character in 1998’s romantic comedy The Wedding Singer

Taking us back to the mid-eighties, wedding singer Robbie Hart (Adam Sandler) is letting go of his dream of becoming a rock star and replacing it with finding the right girl to settle down with. As luck would have it, his fiancée leaves him standing at the altar, souring his attitude towards matrimony. Robbie takes his bitterness with him on stage (not really ideal entertainment for a newly married couple) until he catches sight of Julia (Drew Barrymore), a waitress who works at the weddings, and sways his outlook on love after all.  Did we mention she’s engaged? Plot twist!

So sit back, relax and dive into the ’80s. While you watch, the littlest movie critic in your home can enjoy the movie, too, by listening to Rockabye Baby’s lullaby renditions of these ’80s hits featured in the film:

 Lullaby Renditions of The Police – “Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic”

 Lullaby Renditions of Depeche Mode – “Just Can’t Get Enough”

 Lullaby Renditions of Madonna – “Holiday”

 Lullaby Renditions of The Cure – “Boys Don’t Cry”

 Lullaby Renditions of The Smiths - “How Soon Is Now?”

Listen to The Wedding Singer Playlist on Spotify!