Kintropy In Action

Hannah has her Shows:  Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune.  This is her one hour of tv bliss.  Generally, she perks up during commerical breaks if the music grabs her.  Tonight, a locally produced commerical popped on for a furniture company.

Cue the music:  McHammer - "You Can't Touch This."

Hannah broke out in Tickle-Me-Elmo guffaws.  The fifteen second spot reappeared a minute later.  She laughed harder.

Cue Daddy:  off to the music lair.

Our office is packed with lots of stuff:  too much, actually.  This weekend's project is to get it cleaned up some.  This is also, though, where we store my records.  Thirteen years collecting music, while working in music retail, makes for quite a stack of vinyl and CDs.  Somewhere up there, I was convinced, I had a copy of Falco's Der Kommisar.

Der Kommisar, you ask ('cause I know your are as obssessed about music as I am)?  Rather than grab a copy from somewhere in my old mobile-DJ collection of McHammer's song, I thought I'd go back to one of the major sample sources for the song.  I know, everyone thinks of Rick James' Superfreak as the main sample source, but the bassline always reminds me of Der Kommisar.  So I went searching.  And searching.

"I can't find it," I confessed to Janette fifteen minutes later.

"What?"

"I'm looking for a copy of Der Kommisar."

"Duh-what?"

"Der Kommisar by Falco.  I'm sure I have a copy of it somewhere.  I know I have a twelve-inch of Rock Me Amadeus...."

"Oh, great," Janette sighed.  I had found a Mission, a Focus.  Janette knew this meant potentially hours of searching just to complete the Mission.  She knew I had to complete the Mission, and I would be singularly focused until then.

"I could always buy a new copy," I muttered.

Well, here I am tonight, now the proud owner of cover versions (sigh, not the originals) of Der Kommissar AND Rock Me Amadeus (couldn't find either of them in my records!).  I belong to a legal, subscription mp3 service, and they had decent cover versions of both.

After downloading them earlier, I popped them on to Hannah's mp3 player.  The silly girl's voice at the beginning of Rock Me Amadeus gushed the title, "Oooh, rock me, Amadeus!"

And Hannah laughed hysterically.  I think she found both the song funny and the fact that her mp3 player, long unchanged, had new material on it.  As Mom got her ready for bed, she kept laughing everytime she worked her way back to that song.

When she went to bed, I popped the mp3 player into the bed beside her.  She pushed the button to start the player and beat on the button until she got back to that song.  And she laughed and laughed.  I heard Mom about an hour later notifying Hannah that the player would now be removed from the bed so Hannah could get some sleep.

And I'm sure that went well!

-- Dad

P.S.  Yes, I broke down & purchased an mp3 of "You Can't Touch This" from Amazon.com tonight.  I've loaded into Hannah's player.  I'll bet she'll be surprised in the morning!