Oh Kazoo, how we love you! Your cheap, Chinese, (probably) lead-based plastic conforms so perfectly to my lips.
All have to do to make you sing your slightly ear-piercing sound is to "put my lips together and blow" (apologies to Lauren Bacall for not doing justice to her line.) Believe it or not this musical interlude is going somewhere.
Saturday's was National Kazoo Day. According to our friends over on Adult Swim, we are celebrating 161 years of fun. But before this turns into another meaningless "day" celebration (see Big Wind Day) I want you to the. Kent how great the kazoo is.
Besides lending its name to Fred Flintstone's floating alien friend, the kazoo has been the instrument of choice in the goodie bags at kids birthdays for years. Think about how much Mommy and Daddy would have to shell out to put a trombone in each kids bag. That doesn't even taken into effect the extra money for bags big enough to hold that and don't forget about the broken car windows as little Timmy tries the slide out on the ride back home.
For some, the particular pitch of the kazoo is too much to take. To those people I saying could always be worse, need I reminds you of the vuvuzela from the last World Cup? Plus if you really don't like the sound, you can shove a kazoo down a kids thread without causing massive internal injuries. And isn't that what it's really all about?
To close out today's post I'd like to share with you some of my favorite kazoo playing by Little Jewford who along with Kinky Freidman bring you "Get Your Biscuits in the Oven and Your Buns in the Bed".