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Several years ago, for a long length of time,
a very long length of time, Have a Holly, Jolly Christmas played
through my head. It played and played
until I was thoroughly sick of it. When I hear it now at the holidays I think “Oh,
No, not again!” I’ve had a few tunes running through my head since then, but
none as long as what I’m experiencing, even enduring, now: the Rape Song from The Fantastics. I had an original cast recording, I played it
until the grooves were about to flatten, so you’d think my brain could pick out
an easier tune, say Try to Remember. Noooo – it had to be the Rape Song. (“I know you prefer abduction, but the proper word is
rape.”)
It’s long, and it’s complicated, and it’s
clever. Cole Porter would have loved it. And I just know that until I’ve
mastered the lyrics I won't be able to get the song out of my head.
Oh Ra-a-a-a-a-ape!
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