Thursday, January 12, 2012

Goodbye Toy Stores, Hello Kitchen Cabinets


For Munch’s next birthday, we’ve decided that he is getting….

An all access-pass to anything he can reach in our house, because Munch’s favorite “toys” have not come from Toys ‘R Us or Buy Buy Baby.

The top 5 things he wants to play with:
  • Swiffer "Quicker picker upper"
  • Ice Mountain 20 oz. water bottle
  • Stainless steel measuring spoons
  • Wastepaper basket
  • Basting brush
We have more toys than daycare, but at the end of the day, all he wants is to have something to bash on to our coffee table.

Sidebar: On that note, I also recommend not buying any coffee table over $50, because they are the ideal bashing height for a 1 year old. In fact, I wouldn’t spend more than 50 bucks on a couch, love seat, rocking chair, high chair, end table or any piece of furniture that you don’t want completely ruined.

What household items are you kids playing with instead of the toys you bought them?
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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Sh*t My Kid Says

My oldest is that funny stage when he innocently delivers random hysterical statements. Here are some of my favorites.

1. Look at that cool poop.
2. Listen to my words. I very serious and angry at you. It is not bedtime. I have work to do. Angry Birds. Trains. Maybe some You Tube movies and ice cream.
3. Your butt is bigger than my butt. Very much bigger!
4. I watch you go potty?
5. I have one hundred girlfriends. And boys too.

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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Judge, Jury, Stuntecutioner: The Candy Challenge Dad


The Case: The People vs. The Candy Challenge Dad

The Charges: Cruel and unusual parentry 

The Plaintiff: The Candy Challenge Dad 

The Evidence: With over 500,000+ YouTube hits, this anonymous father has become an overnight sensation with his :56 clip showing his children scaling a bedroom door frame for candy. Comments on the site have ranged from anger, "The most vicious dad on earth! They are not dogs dude." to outright praise, "Your kids are awesome, you are awesome." Most anger is pointed at the fact that the children could hurt themselves if they fell and the fact that the reward for the challenge is candy.

The Prosecution: To the good people of the Stunt Dad Nation, I ask you, is this what we deem to be entertainment now? Watching children perform physical challenges in turn for a 10¢ sucker? What have we come to? This, I hesitate to use the word, "father ", is no more than a glorified seal trainer that throws fish at his children in an attempt to get them to perform tricks. Let's think for a minute about the possible accidents that could be involved in this "entertaining challenge". The kids could slip and crack their head on the door frame. They could fall backwards and hurt themselves. They could cut their hands sliding down the frames. The list goes on. And what is next? Jumping through flaming hula hoops for a hamburger? Jumping off the garage for gum? Running through drywall for wacky wafers? I just don't see any good coming from this. While not my responsibility today, I for one would recommend that if this "father" were to continue these efforts, he enforce a strict helmet and tether system. The prosecution rests. 

The Defense: Wow. Do you even hear yourself? This father, and yes I proudly state father here, is doing something with his children that most men don't—actually interact with them and have fun! So what if they are climbing the door frame? Have you been to a public park lately? The jungle gyms are at least a foot or two taller than that door frame. What's next? Are you going to prosecute all fathers that take their kids to the park? Let's just end this witch hunt now. Kids do scary things, and if they should happen to get hurt doing them, then they will learn valuable lessons for the rest of their life. What would you have them do, sit on the couch wrapped in bubble wrap reading a good Judy Blume book? Well sir, I would think wrapping your children in plastic is worse than falling three feet and I won't even go into the long term psychological damages that can be had by being exposed to Super Fudge. Also, the very idea that you would attack a man that rewards his children's efforts with treats is absurd. Kids enjoy treats. The man gave his kids a sucker. It is not like he took a video of his kids diving 10 feet into a pool of pixie stick dust and then videotaped the next two hour "Scarface"-esque high. He gave his kids candy. Would this activity be ok if he gave them a good firm handshake at the end? And really all of this talk is nonsense anyway. I for one have watched every Planet of the Apes movie and I have seen the future. When the monkeys take over, you will be damned happy that this visionary father thought to train these children to get food from the trees. They will lead the resistance against our ape overlords and you will look back at your persecution and be shamed. The defense rests.

The Verdict: Acting as a representative of Stunt Dad Nation, I find the accused not guilty. 

Stunticution: Not Applicable. This father is doing nothing wrong. He is enjoying time with his children while they play. If you see anything other than this in this video, you have too much time on your hands and you should look for ways to better serve the community like volunteering at a local shelter or reading to the blind...just please stay away from anything with kids, because you obviously don't understand them. 
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Monday, January 9, 2012

Baby On Board... Not at My Bar


Recently, our very own Stunt  Ben posted an article recalling the night his 3-year-old son, Monkey, accompanied him to an upscale bar/restaurant to meet with a number of his adult friends whom he hadn't seen in some time. And based upon his description of the evening, as well as the hour at which the reunion occurred, I say fine. No foul. In fact, well done, Stunt Ben—you found a way to be a good father by spending time with your child while still upholding your commitment to your peers by spending time with them.

That said, this one outing with a kid does not mean that it's always ok to bring a baby to a bar. Now I'm not arguing this from the perspective of shielding the child from the likes of dangerous characters, gamblers, and prostitutes (heck, our own Stunt Pete encourages such behavior with his 20-month-year-old son—he's already something of a hustler - see Munch's Hunches). Hey, baby's gonna learn eventually. Rather, I'm arguing this from the POV of the single guys at the bar. Don't ruin our bar!

Look, we're talking about a sacred place. A refuge, of sorts. A place where men can go and be men. Where we can watch sports. Talk about sports. Do what we want. Say what we want. Drink what we what. Throw peanut shells on the ground and not get yelled at. And when there's no more sports to watch, pick up chicks. This is what happens at bars. This is the contract of conduct to which all patrons should subscribe. Then all of a sudden, I see a mom shooting angry looks at  the patrons because they are loud or are using unsavory language in the presence of her baby. Hey mom… IT'S A BAR!! 

Now I'm not totally against having babies at bars. Heck, some of my fondest childhood memories occurred at local drinking establishments. But there were rules back in those days. Rules you and your dad lived by. And whether it was the corner bar or the barber shop or the Elks Lodge, the rules were simple and they were the same: don't speak unless spoken to, don't move from your seat, don't touch anything unless it's handed to you, don't run with scissors (this was mostly at the barber shop), and don't tell your mother that you were here. So maybe it's time to refresh these rules a bit seeing as how parents are taking more liberties these days about bringing little Billy to the bar.

The DOs and DON'Ts of Baby Bar Etiquette: When It Is OK & NOT OK to Bring Baby to the Bar)

It's ok when…
–The bar/restaurant primarily serves pizza, has beer as a courtesy, plays sports on the plasmas, and has an animatronic hillbilly bear band over in the corner. That's fine. Bring your kid.

It's not ok when…
–The primary draw of the establishment is bucket beer specials, all you can eat hot wings, and wet T-shirt contests. NOT kid friendly.


It's ok when…
–The left page of the menu is all salad. Family friendly.

It's not ok when…
–The bathroom is a place where inebriated individuals are tossing their salad. NOT kid friendly.


It's ok when…
–The establishment has a spot in the alcove where mothers can breast feed their baby in peace. That's a kiddie spot.

It's not ok when…
–The location is one where revealing a breast would start a panic resulting in the tossing of Washingtons in the direction of said mommy… NOT a kid friendly bar. (Dude, these lines cannot be blurred. An exposed breast at a bar—that's sending mixed messages. You can understand, right?).


It's ok when…
–The name of the establishment is an acronym, such as T.G.I.Friday's. Take the whole family to dinner.

It's not ok when…
–The name of the bar contains words like "Duke's Place" or "Sports Bar" or "Live Girls". Take the family to see a Harry Potter film.


In many cases, it has more to do with the time of day that you're out. A lazy Saturday afternoon... sure, let the kid hang out for a bit. But when in doubt, here's an easy little pneumonic device you can use:

If the sun's up above, then baby gets love.
If the sun's down below, then baby must go!


So dads—just use your best judgement. Just like our National Parks—from the majestic redwoods of California to the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee—a bar is a treasured place that we must all protect.



And that's my take on it.
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Saturday, January 7, 2012

Munch's Hunches: NFL Playoffs Preview


For Christmas this year, Munch didn't ask for nudie playing cards. He didn't ask for an automatic card shuffler. And, surprisingly, he didn't ask for The World's Greatest Blackjack Book (which he just went gaga over when we watched The Hangover). Instead, my 20-month old son asked for a plane ticket. A plane ticket to the biggest week of sports in the history of the Big Easy. According to my gambling, sports-nut of a son, this was "a once in a lifetime opportunity." Perhaps I should have put my foot down given that he's not even 2 years old and probably shouldn't be traveling across the country by himself, but he looked just too darn cute in his backward Hornets cap, Saints onesie, and Tiger booties. To put me over the edge, he showed me his itinerary.
  • Tuesday Sugar Bowl: #13 Michigan vs. # 17 Virginia Tech (Superdome)
  • Wednesday NBA Basketball: New Orleans Hornets host Philadelphia 76ers (New Orleans Arena)
  • Friday NBA Basketball: New Orleans Hornets host Denver Nuggets (New Orleans Arena)
  • Saturday NFC Wildcard Round: New Orleans Saints host Detroit Lions (Superdome)
  • Monday BCS Championship: #1 LSU vs. #2 Alabama (Superdome)

I had to admit, I would be a real jerk of a father to not let my son attend a sporting event line-up like that. So, I did what every dad in that situation would have done. I purchased tickets to each of the games, got him a limo to O'Hare, a ticket in 1st Class, a 7-night stay at the Four Seasons, and handed him my credit card for the week. As excited as he was, I insisted that he return home on Tuesday so that he'd be ready to go back to Darling Angels Daycare on Wednesday morning, 8am sharp. Munch nodded and confidently proclaimed, "By the time I get back, I'm going to have won so much cash that we can buy that daycare and rename it Munch's Angels." What can I say, every kid has their priorities.

However, what Munch also has is vision—evident by a piece of paper I found in his bedroom last night. The paper was titled 2011-12 NFL Playoff Picture and featured a scribbled an analysis of each team's odds to win the Super Bowl.

AFC

  • Baltimore Ravens:  The similarities to the 2000 Super Bowl team is uncanny. Tough D? Check. Great RB? Check. Balding, caucasian quarterback? Check.
  • Cincinnati Bengals: Rookie AJ Green's quote sums it up perfectly, "I'm just happy to be here."
  • Denver Broncos: One win will give Timmer respect and the starting job next year, one loss will give Denver respect and Timmer will be shitcanned next year.
  • Houston Texans: Only 1 rookie QB has ever won the Super Bowl. His name is Kurt Warner and he's a Hall of Famer. Sorry Texan fans, TJ Yates will never be heading to Canton. 
  • New England Patriots: never bet against Tom Brady, unless his defense ranks 30th and his offensive coordinator becomes the poor sap who takes the Penn State job. Gulp, on both accounts. 
  • Pittsburgh Steelers: Unless he's playing a team that consists of 20-year old women, Roethlisberger and Co. won't be beating anyone in this year's playoffs

NFC

  • Atlanta Falcons: They have an offense built for points, a defense that can't cover wide receivers, and they will need to beat 3 quarterbacks who threw for nearly or more than 5,000 yards (Manning, Brees, Rodgers). 
  • Detroit Lions: The reward for a humiliated franchise that has finally made the playoffs for the first since 1999? Flying 3 hours to be humiliated by Drew Brees. 
  • Green Bay Packers: Their offense is great, but their rushing game isn't. Their pass defense isn't horrible, but they will face Drew Brees. And, the only thing harder than winning the Super Bowl, is repeating as Super Bowl Champs. 
  • New Orleans Saints: Number 1 offense. Number 1 offensive live. Number 1 quarterback. Defense wins championships, but this offense will win the Super Bowl. 
  • NY Giants: Only 2 teams have gone 9-7 and reached the Super Bowl. And, both of them lost. 
  • San Francisco 49ers: A defense good enough to shut out any team they face. An offense bad enough to shut themselves out against any team they face.

Munch's Superbowl Hunch: Saints 34 - Ravens 24


Now, we turn to Stunt Dad Nation on your thoughts on this analysis.

Likes, dislikes, hits, & misses?






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Friday, January 6, 2012

100 Days for My Baby Girl: Week 8






Week 8
Wow, 2 months! While the little one is getting more familiar with his or her surroundings and voices,  the quality alone time between you and your wife has reached an all-time low. After all, the past 60 days, 1,440 hours, and 86,400 minutes have been all about your new addition to the family and not about the two people who brought junior(ette) into the world. Your life has been about wipin' and diapin' baby's behind, not tappin' or pattin' momma's behind. Either way, you've probably experience some kind of frustration with everyone or everything in your house at this point. Whatever the reason (no time! no energy! no interest! ouch.) it's important to use this time to do what you need to do by "stunting up." Show the love. Show the passion. Show the warmth. Show your baby-mama and baby junior that you adore the #$% out of them. So, Week 8 is going to be all about affection. And, here are two things I'm planning on doing:

#1: Take My Wife On A Date
Yes, I owe this to my wife. She went through 9 months of labor, several bust, err waist sizes, and has been breastfeeding for two months. I want her to know that she and I are still more than just two people raising a baby. I'm not going to take her to a movie where we sit in the dark and don't speak for two hours (we'd both fall asleep). I'm not going to take her to a bar for way too many drinks (we'd both argue who would have to wake up at 3am to feed the baby... and we'd both fall asleep). And I'm not going to take her to our favorite restaurant (we'd end up over analyzing the price of the meal and whether it was truly worth it... and we'd both fall asleep). Instead, I'm going to plan nothing. No reservations. No commitments. No agenda. Once our babysitter arrives, we'll give her a high-five, head out the door, and spend the next three hours doing whatever happens to draw our interest. If we feel active, we'll go ice skating at Millenium Park. If we feel lazy, we'll go on the Architecture Boat Tour. If we get horny, we'll go find an alley. For those 180 minutes, we are going to be 'just a couple' again, doing whatever we used to as 'just a couple', and enjoying the freedoms that come with being 'just a couple.' 

#2: Read My Favorite Book To My Daughter
I'm not talking about the latest board book from Sandra Boynton or one of Mother Goose's nursery rhymes—this is about MY favorite book. The book I've read more times than I can remember, the book I recommend when someones says, "I need a good book to read," or the book I'd read to escape into when my little princess cries for hours on end (oh, sorry—of course she doesn't do that. She's a perfect angel). This is the book that I want my little girl to identify me with—for better or for worse. And, for me, that book is Tourist Season by Carl Hiaasen. It, and others by him, are still some of the only books that make me laugh out loud and wipe tears from my eyes. His books are wacky, zany, and satirical—which sum up some of my best qualities, or worst, depending on who you talk to. Either way, my daughter will get to know who I am through this book, whether she ends up liking what she finds out or not. 

After 2 months, remember that you have 2 girls in your life. Take Wifey wherever works best for you two and read to your daughter whatever resonates most with you. Take care of them both and they'll take care of you. Figuratively, and with a little luck, literally.

Are you doing anything for your baby girl that I can copy???? =)

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

5 by 5: 5 Music Artists You Need To Share With Your Kids By The Time They Turn 5

We have lots of debates and discussions here at Stunt Dad HQ. What's your favorite this? What is the best that? Today's debate focuses in on something that is very near and dear to our hearts...music. The truth is that if we weren't Stunt Dads, we would probably be a band. Stunt Ben was actually a member of a rock band for a couple of years. Uncle Terry is known to frequent many of the local blues and jazz haunts on a regular basis. Pete use to rock a mean bong. And whether he wants you to know it or not, Stunt Chad was a performing show choir member in high school (before the kids in Glee made that kind of thing cool).

The question we are trying to answer is what are the 5 bands that you must share with your children by the time they are 5 years old? It's a Dad's job to provide roots to grow and wings to fly (sorry, we have been listening to a lot of Pink Floyd lately). When it comes to music before 5, it's time to focus on the roots. Do it right and they will discover the love, joy, and passion music can bring. Do it wrong, and you have a long 13 years of listening to the latest Disney pop star robots ahead of you. So what 5 bands would you share? Here are the ground rules:

  1. You have to include the artists entire library. You can't say "I would include Artist X, but only up until Album X." No can do, my friend. It's all or nothing. 
  2. You can go back in time as far as you like. If you believe Bach is core to a healthy foundation, then wind up the time machine and bring him forward. 
  3. You can't include the Beatles. They are a given and we expect more imagination from you. 
Stunt Chad
Ben Folds
For me, one of the most important things in music is the ability to tell a story with lyrics. Ben Folds is probably one of the most prolific singer songwriters today. Using primarily just a piano, he paints elaborate scenes and engaging scenarios. Here is an example of the beauty of lyrics:
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
Some of my favorite songs are "The Luckiest", "Fred Jones Part 2" and Annie Waits. I believe that if I can share the beauty of artistic storytelling, they will have a better ability to judge the difference between style and substance.

Foo Fighters
Most great music starts with great drums and there is probably no band that does it better than the Foo Fighters. Their music is the definition of hard and loud...but at the same time, they are creating some of the most unique and memorable hooks in the history of rock. Most loud rock music is loud and dumb, but I dare you to listen to All My Life, Everlong or Best of You and try not to want to take on the world. I think that if I can get my little ones to understand that loud doesn't haven't to mean lame...I will have done my work here.

Beastie Boys
I think the lesson here for the little ones is that you have to fight for your right to party. Picture this three skinny white boys breaking through in early rap music and becoming one of the most innovative musicians in the industry. I am sure that it was not easy. And I am sure that they had their fair share of adversity in getting to where they are. So what does this mean for the kiddies, if you are passionate about something and you invest yourself in being great at something...then it doesn't matter what stands in your way. It also doesn't hurt that they have created some of the most funky and memorable beats. If you are going to expose your kids to rap, you couldn't do better than the Beastie Boys.

Elton John
The Rocket Man is a walking talking showman that has created a wide range of hits throughout the years. His ability to create passionate music that connects at your core is unlike any other artist. Just so you know, I am catching a lot of s#$% for including Sir Elton in my five, but I challenge you to listen to the following songs in a row and not sing along to almost all of them:

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Your Song
Tiny Dancer
Don't Let The Sun Go Down on Me
I'm Still Standing
Rocket Man
I Want Love

Black Sabbath
At the age of 8 years old, my friend Mike Hammond and I were going through his uncle's closet and came upon the scariest looking thing I had ever seen, the Black Sabbath Paranoid album. We had no idea what it was, but we knew that it was not something our parents would want us listening to...so we immediately put it on the turntable. What we heard next was the most influential 40 minutes of music I have ever heard. The heavy bass line of Iron Man, the wailing voice of Ozzy on War Pigs, the trippy ambiance of Planet Caravan, and the ridiculous guitar solos were life changing. I had no idea what we had really just listened to, but I knew that I had to hear it again. Throughout the years, Black Sabbath became my gateway drug to other heavy metal artists ranging from Metallica to Pantera, but there will always be a special place in my heart for the Heavy Metal Kings of the 1970's. If I can share this rebellious feeling with my little ones, then I know that they will make the right choices when presented with the choices between metal purity and merely posers.

Stunt Pete
I want my children to make their own decisions in life, but I do feel like I need to point them in the right direction. Such as telling them not to touch the stove so they won't burn themselves, not to stand on furniture so they don't break their neck, or not to drink out of the toilet so they don't get herpes. I'm planning on using that same train of thought when it comes to sharing music with them: tell them what artists not to listen to. My "5 by 5" edition consists of artists (and rules) that my kids are not to listen to so they don't listen to crappy music.

Paris Hilton (Don't listen to "actresses")
Paris Hilton and the rest of the actresses-turned-singers are proof that it takes talent to make music. The music industry should put a ban on any actress who wants to attempt a singing career. Ironically, most of these same aspiring crossover women also have sex tapes floating around the internet (Hilton, Kim Kardashian, Heidi Montag, etc.), and you know what they say? Everything comes in 3s. In this case, they can't act, can't sing, and can't $%$@.

New Kids on the Block (Don't listen to boys who don't play instruments)
This group opened the door for 25 year old boys who have never touched an instrument to make millions of dollars by wearing flappy pants, dancing around the stage in luminous tops and spikey hair, and sounding like someone clipped their balls. This is not music. This is a record producer who is trying to make money off of teenage girls who didn't have a father giving them a heads up on what does—and doesn't—qualify as music.

Nickelback (Don't listen to music that never changes)
Every song Nickelback has ever produced sounds exactly the same. I can't name a single song because there is no differentiation in their music. It's like a bowl full of mush. It doesn't taste like anything, it doesn't look like anything, and by the end of it, you're completely revolted.

Korn (Don't listen to fake metal)
Korn has a song titled "Fake"—oh, the irony! They pretend to be metal, but sound more like hip hop or goth rock. The point is that they are everything, but not one thing. Sure, they pioneered Nu Metal, but guess what? Nu Metal is dead. It lasted just longer than Boy Bands, because no one wants to hear six different styles of music crammed into a 3-minute song. Plus, they opened the door for Limp Bizkit, so excuse me while I go throw up now.

Creed (Don't listen to rockers who sing Jesus ballads)
I don't hate God, and I don't mind people praising God, in fact, my Tim Tebow jersey should be arriving in the mail this week. But unless you're in church, the story of Abraham doesn't need to be playing on non-Christian based radio and put into the same category as Pearl Jam. Groups that want to croon about Noah and all of his animals, go for it! Just do it on Sundays or in Tennessee. 

Stunt Ben
My 5 by 5 is tainted slightly because I would normally consider some of the artist already on my fellow Stunt Dad's lists. So here are the five I would choose outside of the ones already mentioned. Fortunately in the real world, I can play as much music for my boys as I want and I don't have to limit their exposure to just 5. But if I had to...

Bob Marley
There are only a few groups or people that fathered and defined their genre in addition to making great music that will last for generations. W.C. Handy, Elvis, Iron Maiden, Van Halen, Iggy Pop, Run DMC, Louis Armstrong, Jimmie Rodgers are a few that come to mind, but interestingly enough these icons of their genre's are in many ways confined to their genre's. That is, there are few Iron Maide fans that are not heavy metal fans. Few Iggy Pop fans that are not Punk fans. Few W.C. Handy fans that are not blues fans. But one artist comes to mind that not only defined a genre, moved people, made change, and gave hope to his listeners. Bob Marley is celebrated from reggae fanatics, but also spend 90 minutes in a sports bar, listen to a set of jazz, check out a few rap albums, soul, blues or pop, and you are sure to find Marley's music and influence. There is something about Marley that transcends genre, and it is a great introduction into a wealth of talent and overall great music.

Jimi Hendrix
I love the guitar and so it goes without saying that Jimi Hendrix is a must before 5. There were lots of guitarists re-vamping the blues at the time, but Jimi pushed the guitar and rock and roll into a new direction. At the same time his influence on effects and production would change the way guitarists per-sued the instrument forever. I wouldn't necessarily focus on Voodoo Chile or Foxy Lady, there will be plenty of exposure to those greats as they get older. But instead I would play Remember the Mockingbird for the effortless way in which Jimi serves as his own rhythm and lead guitarist at the same time while singing, Little Wing for being one of the greatest pieces of modern guitar work in existence and then the transformation from Dylan's All Along the WatchTower to Hendrix's rendition—which in my mind is the greatest remake or cover ever done.

Nick Drake
I still remember the day a friend handed me Pink Moon. Even though I had studied music for years, played for years and performed for years, I felt like I was listening to music for the first time. There is a a powerful intimacy to the album that puts you sitting right next to Nick Drake. It's soothing but mysterious at the same time, his voice is hypnotic and the guitar playing is the exact opposite of some folky d-bag strumming chords. The best part about Pink Moon is that it is the perfect bedtime album that simultaneously makes your kid cooler than that Elmo listening turd around the corner.

Queen
Want your kid to know how to Rock? Queen is more than loud, more than high-pitched screaming, more than rattling guitar and piercing guitar solos...Queen takes it to a new level with their precise orchestration, Freddy Mercury's theatrical and intense vocal delivery and some of the most memorable songs that will ever be played. Queen is also awesome for kids. The Stomp Stomp CLAP of We Will Rock You will have them marching around the house all day. I don't care who you are, sing along to Bohemian Rhapsody and they will drop to the floor laughing. And the content is relevant...has anyone seen my bicycle?

Thelonious Monk
While all my selections are personal, I at least have pretended there was good reason to place them in my 5 before 5. But for Thelonious Monk, I won't even try to give any other reason but that he's a favorite of mine. Round Midnight haunts me often and is, in my opinion, one of the greatest melodies ever composed. And Thelonious certainly was efficient in his talent. Consider that he is the second most recorded jazz composer after Duke Ellington. The difference is that Ellington wrote over 1,000 tunes and Monk only 70. They were a damn good 70.

Uncle Terry
So there I was… sitting at the bar last Wednesday… 1.30 AM… the band was between sets… and the previous hour of heavy-hitting drum beats and back-breaking guitar riffs reminded me that I had to submit my 5 by 5 list of top bands/musical artists to the Stunt Dad blog. Filled with a new found burst of commitment and responsibility to you, the reader, I put down a few notes on my bar napkin – bands to include, albums to reference, songs to mention—you get the picture. But when I awoke the next morning at noon, I couldn't make much sense of any of my writings, other than the name and phone number of a girl scrawled in the top left corner (win).

Nonetheless, I managed to regroup, collect my thoughts, and throw together my 5 by 5 list. Now keep in mind, I'm writing this from the perspective of an uncle. Sure, dads are gonna want to expose their kids to music that they think is important and cool—but let's be honest—there may be a tendency to play it a little safe. After all, you may not really be comfortable with the mental picture of your kids playing Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" backwards to hear the backmasked phrase "Here's to my sweet Satan." Cuz let's remember, you're the one who's gonna have to deal with the fallout from that mind-blowing experience. Exposing your kids to secret Satanic messages in classic rock anthems—that's not the job of a father—but it is the job of a really cool uncle! But then again, I don't want to be edited out of this posting. So…

Maybe I'll lay out a path of influential groups and artists that will serve as anchors for a youngster's musical growth. I've decided to structure my recommendations in three ways: The Chronology (basically older to more recent), The Genre (root music through more contemporary groups), and The Kid Factor (what about them, in particular, makes them great for kids). So let us begin.

The Mills Brothers
I'm sure many of you are asking, "Who are the Mills Brothers?" Well this early 20th century best-selling jazz/pop/folk vocal group ran the gamut (and are great for kids). For starters, their songs are kid friendly as far as lyrics go. Their wonderful four-part harmonies are a great teaching tool to help young ones understand how music and songs are constructed. And best of all, they don't just sing lyrics, they vocalize instruments. Yup. There you are, listening along, waiting for the instrumental solos after the chorus, and then it happens—the Mills Brothers imitate the sounds of a tuba, trumpets, and even a trombone. Trust me, this is pretty magical for a little kid to hear. It's fun—and they themselves will want to try to make those instrument noises too. Not only that, but your shorty will get a solid education in American standards from the 20s through the Post-War Years.
(apologies to Hank Williams, The Carter Family, Les Paul, King Oliver)


Miles Davis
So we've got the kiddos started on early root music. Good. Next, we need to continue on to the evolution of jazz. And while it's tough to leave out giants like Louis and Trane and Diz and Bird, the best pick of all has to be Miles. Why do I say this? Well, Miles has the greatest span of any jazz artist: a product of the musical crossroads of America in the early 20th century (St. Louis/East St. Louis), filling in with a touring big band that included members Charlie Parker and Dizzy Gillespie, hit up the Juilliard School in New York, teamed back up with Bird and Diz and the bebop movement, basically creates the cool school, journeys into jazz fusion, and finishes with jazz hip-hop fusion. Even our very own Stunt Ben wrote an article about the soothing sensation of Miles' Kind of Blue album on children. Plus, how many guys can take a show tune like "Surrey with the Fringe On Top" as well as a Cyndi Lauper pop song, "Time After Time" and turn them both into jazz classics. For the range in styles as well as the example of genius, you can't go wrong with Miles.
(apologies to Louis, Duke, Trane, Diz, Bird, Mingus, Monk, and Wynton)


Chuck Berry
Another product of the musical melting pot of St. Louis, Chuck put it down. He defined the sound. He made the kids dance 'round and 'round. It begins and ends with Chuck Berry. His guitar sound is the foundation of 90% all ax men who picked up an electric guitar after 1955. But most importantly, his music has that rocking' boogie bounce in its backbone that will make your kids shake, jump, and shout (credit his piano man, Johnnie Johnson, as the inspiration)! Little kids LOVE dancing around to Chuck's tunes. Just try putting on any of his classic tunes—"Johnnie B. Goode", "Maybellene", "Rock and Roll Music"—see what happens. But also, check out other mainstays like "Reelin' and Rockin'", "Sweet Little Rock and Roller", "Beautiful Delilah", "Nadine", and how can you go wrong with the best rock holiday tune of all, "Run Rudolph Run". It's high energy and high enjoyment.
(apologies to Muddy Waters, Johnny Cash, Roy Orbison, Little Richard, The Killer, The King, B.B. King, Albert King, Freddy King)

Jackie Wilson
This one is a little tricky. I thought about of a lot of different people who could fit well in this spot. Then I settled on someone who was inspired by groups like The Mills Brothers, Louis Jordan, and Diz. So the one who fits it best is Jackie Wilson. For one, the likes of Elvis Presley, Michael Jackson, James Brown, and Lenny Williams credit him as a major influence in their careers. And, he recorded some of the greatest R&B songs of the 20th century. Songs like "Lonely Teardrops", "Baby Workout", "(Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher". If you want to play some soulful music for your little tyke, you could do much worse than putting on some Jackie Wilson. Plus, if you and your child search for some of his videos on youtube, you can watch one heck of a mover.
(apologies to Brother Ray, Sam Cooke, Sly, Parlament and Funkadelic, Lenny Williams, Prince, and Michael Jackson)

Led Zeppelin
So I've already shown my cards a bit—I mentioned the greatest rock band in the history of the universe, Led Zeppelin. So let's just start there. Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, John Bonham, John Paul Jones—Gods of rock. They are the perfect mix of root, blues, R&B, and rock music. Plant—name a better more raw vocalist out there. Page—every riff he writes and plays is unique and unlike any other, giving each song its own identity. Bonzo… let's put it this way—who among us hasn't spent a Saturday afternoon at a bar with total strangers ranking the top rock drummers of all time, at some point, seeing the group fracture right around that area of the Keith Moon/Mitch Mitchell group and the guy that first mentions Neal Peart—but no one dares place anyone above John Bonham. And John Paul Jones—aside from being a great naval officer and Revolutionary War hero in a previous life, he put down some of the greatest bass lines and shifting time signatures in rock history! And how 'bout the album art: burning blimps, crazy illustrations, naked chicks on rocks, crazy symbols, cool typography, die-cut apartment buildings, freaking Icarus… solid stuff. But that's not all…

Just picture it! Imagine little Billy standing in front of his kindergarten class for show and tell with an old Techniques turntable and dad's vinyl copy of Led Zeppelin IV. For one, the "old" technology is already a great show and tell piece. But then, little Billy starts spinning that LP backwards… "Stairway to Heaven"… kids would FREAK! Think of the power little Billy will have over that class from that point on. He'll be a legend. You want your kid to be a legend, don't you?
(apologies to CCR, The Band, The Allman Brothers, Jimi Hendrix, Neil Diamond, The Rolling Stones, and Jay-Z)

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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Don't Die Daddy Initiative: Week 8

Forgive me, fathers, for I have sinned. It has been almost three weeks since my last post, and quite frankly, it has not been good. But let's start with the positive. About three weeks ago, I had lost almost 20 pounds (depending on if I was wearing socks or not). This feat was done rather simply through the use of a calorie tracking app, good weekly breakfast/lunch planning, and an ability to say "No!" to any treat that came my way. Honestly, it was going very smoothly. In fact, I would almost use the word easy.... but then December started. (This is where I throw up all my excuses).

Excuse #1: We Moved
To start things off, we moved into a new house on December 1st. While this was a good move for my long-term stress reduction (better schools, no condo neighbors, an ability to let the kids throw tantrums without the concern of pissing the neighbors off), it was not good for my waistline. I am not sure why, but whenever I end up in a new area for longer than three days (work or personal), I need to know who has the best donuts, pizza, and hamburger. Why I do this—I can't tell you—but I do not feel comfortable until I know these bits of critical information. In fact, it was actually the first question I asked the real estate person (damned the school systems... the kids can make due... where can I get a good long john). Finding out these nuggets of knowledge can not be obtained by just a survey—oh no—it requires hands on testing. Also, while I am no market research expert, I go by the rule of 3, which means that I need a sampling size of at least three locations to truly be able to make a definitive statement of who is best. And as my scale will tell you, the research went well. I am glad to report that the best donuts in the Geneva, Illinois area can be found at the Blue Goose grocery; the best pizza is at Rosati's (I actually like Aurelio's better, but Dumptruck doesn't, so he wins); and the best hamburger can be found at Stockholm's. The research could continue, but I think I am going to have to go with what I know for now.

Excuse #2: The Holidays Made Me Do It
It is a well documented fact that most people put on weight over the holidays. It all starts with a little indulgence at Thanksgiving that starts a slippery slide into holiday-goodness gluttony. Sugar cookies? Don't mind if I do. Treat basket from vendors? Don't mind if I do. Company christmas party appetizers, buffet, and treat table? Yes. Yes. And yes. Childhood desserts that you can only get on Christmas Eve? Well it would be rude not to. Christmas morning feast? Well what would Baby Jesus say if I did not partake on his birthday? And the goodness just keeps going until the last limp of piece of pizza is scarfed down on New Year's Eve at 12:32am.

Excuse #3: I Was Putting On Weight For A Role In A Hollywood Blockbuster 
I was up for a role where I played an out of shape father that fights crime while having to watch the children for the day. You see, the wife gets a last minute call to help her sister give birth in Toledo, and rather than let his wife know that he can't watch the children by himself, he tells her to go and that he will be fine. At first, the kids run all over him. In one particularly funny scene, the kids use HIS OWN handcuffs and restrain him to a chair. The middle boy (Jason, age 5) grills him over who took the last piece of cake, while the littlest boy (Blake, Age 4) sketches him like a courtroom artist, but does so with stick figures and cartoon bubbles that say things like "I stink.".  Just as he is getting the hang of it, a criminal mastermind, Chuck Larson,  that he had caught years before, breaks out of jail and kidnaps the oldest girl (Sally age 7). He hunts down the criminal while pushing a double stroller with Jason and Blake in it while making quips like "No baby, you have the right to remain silent." and "Now that is some disorderly conduct." I don't want to ruin the ending of it for you, but let's just say that he is going to have a hard time explaining to the wife where the kids are. In the end, I did not like the creative decisions that were being made (they tried adding a talking dog to the script... really?) and had to back out at the last minute. I have heard that Jim Belushi's people were circling the project. But now I have all of this weight to lose

So now that I am done with the excuses, I can let you know that I am back on track. I have not dared get on the scale yet (I will after a week of working out), but I don't think I actually did that much damage because my pants still button—and after the month I had—I will consider this a victory. I will keep you up to speed as the week progresses. Also, be on the lookout as I am planning on making a major announcement in the next couple of weeks that involves me, a physical challenge that I am no way properly prepared for, and a plan to become a "Tough Fadder". Stay tuned.



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