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Alexandra Petri: [some stuff about hot cross buns and the song pertaining thereto] Actually, this opens a question: what songs always fuse together in your mind? There are some songs whose bridges inevitably lead me into other different songs, in spite of my best efforts.
Me: Q: fusion songs
It's out of season, but the best example in my life is "Wonderful Town" mashed up with the Gloucestershire Wassail. "Wassail, wassail, all over the town/ The Bronx it is up and the Battery's down./ The people, they ride in a hole in the ground;/ New York, New York, a hell of a town." (Conversely, although it happens less often, "New York, New York, a hell of a town/ Our toast is white and our ale is brown." And so on.)
A: Alexandra Petri
Oooh, that’s great!! That is a perfect example!
I repeat: The fiendishly clever and funny Alexandra Petri saw my annual New York, New York/Wassail Song mashup and said it was a perfect example.
Might as well go home now.
Me: Q: fusion songs
It's out of season, but the best example in my life is "Wonderful Town" mashed up with the Gloucestershire Wassail. "Wassail, wassail, all over the town/ The Bronx it is up and the Battery's down./ The people, they ride in a hole in the ground;/ New York, New York, a hell of a town." (Conversely, although it happens less often, "New York, New York, a hell of a town/ Our toast is white and our ale is brown." And so on.)
A: Alexandra Petri
Oooh, that’s great!! That is a perfect example!
I repeat: The fiendishly clever and funny Alexandra Petri saw my annual New York, New York/Wassail Song mashup and said it was a perfect example.
Might as well go home now.
