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...full name is Raffi Cavoukian, but during his 14 years as a troubadour to the nursery-rhyme set he achieved the type of international renown that allows people to become known only by their first name. With his throaty voice, chocolate-sweet eyes and zippy rhythms, he provided intelligent amusement to millions of boys and girls who might otherwise be transported to the Saturday- morning cartoon swampland of death rays and superheroes. In the process, he was amply rewarded: his 10 albums sold 6 million copies, and he was awarded Canada's highest civilian decoration...
Steven V. Mazie '93 and Philip M. Rubin '93, founders of Jerk magazine, beat a metal keg while chanting, "Jerk magazine, Neil Rudenstine." For the sake of the rhyme, they mispronounced the name of Harvard's 26th president...
...photo of an African corn bin. This reminded Ernst of an elephant. Then he saw a swollen human figure in it -- a failed behemoth, which he associated with the absurd and nasty king of Alfred Jarry's proto-Surrealist comedy, Ubu Roi. Add to that a dirty children's rhyme he remembered from his school days, which in English would have been a limerick; it concerned an elephant in Sumatra that tried to, well, connect with its grandmother. The naked woman in the foreground foreshadows the title of Ernst's great collage-narrative of 1929, La Femme 100 Tetes...
...three-year-old daughter is puzzled. Why, she wants to know, did Georgie Porgie kiss the girls and make them cry? "Because he's mean," I say, with a sinking feeling, for how can this be the right answer? As the rollicking little rhyme makes all too clear, young George is a clever rogue, all pudding and pie; the tearful girls are merely boring. Mother Goose in one hand and a leaky juice box in the other, I begin the sad, infuriating task shared by all modern mothers of daughters: to raise my child to be confident, adventurous and happy...
...York playwrights and musicians, is not brilliant, but more than entertaining. Lyrics such as "Together we're better than so-so/Each of us is a virtuoso" will not likely be mistaken for Cole Porter. But the writing is slick and witty enough to slide even the silliest rhyme right past us. The music plays lightly with American music genres--pop, honky-tonk, blues--but stays mostly within the Broadway tradition. It's not memorable, but it is tuneful...