from my daughter's obsessive repetitive singing...
...to my obsessive humming to eventually finding it on youtube to you. From Un Monstre A Paris.
Of course, getting the song by this path leads to the sort of confusion you suffer when you read the book before watching the movie - even if the script isn't a travesty, you've still already pictured it all completely differently. From my daughter's Billy Holliday delivery I imagined the monster singing it alone at night, sheltering under a gargoyle and gazing across the river at the lights of distant restaurants and theaters.
It's only fair that my psyche should be attacked in this way: I earwormed the kids with the Mariner's Revenge Song for the past couple of years until they finally dug it out to listen to - also this week.
Of course, getting the song by this path leads to the sort of confusion you suffer when you read the book before watching the movie - even if the script isn't a travesty, you've still already pictured it all completely differently. From my daughter's Billy Holliday delivery I imagined the monster singing it alone at night, sheltering under a gargoyle and gazing across the river at the lights of distant restaurants and theaters.
It's only fair that my psyche should be attacked in this way: I earwormed the kids with the Mariner's Revenge Song for the past couple of years until they finally dug it out to listen to - also this week.