Tiny Tim
God Bless Tiny Tim

THE REVIEW

Paraponzi ponzi pà

If there were justice in the world - and I don't think it's necessary to underline that there isn't at all for a [here put the irreverent word you like best] - if there were justice in the world, as I was saying, we would all be different than we are now. After all, each person's unhappiness is caused by the momentary, minimal, ridiculous, ephemeral, disgusting sparks of others' happiness, which, when multiplied by what they need to be multiplied by, cause quite a bit of friction.

If I were the kind of person I would like to be, I mean, I would listen to music like this all day. After the tonic comes the dominant, after the dominant the tonic. And everything, magically, works. The voice is very vibrant, high falsetto, effeminate shriek - ah, the selection begins - (every music album, actually, during its 30, 40, 60 minutes duration, does nothing but select listeners, so that in the end there remain from 0 (bad record) to quite a few (record considered good). Many of you - if you'll allow me to make a prediction... will you allow me? Thank you. - so, if, tatatatatà, then many of you will turn it all off at the beginning of "Tip Toe" etcetera thru the tulips, track 2 basically. pretty famous in [fancy word] circles)

So! The ukulele is a nice instrument, four little strings on a tiny disproportionate structure, humorously and asymmetrically tuned to the eye of the usual guitar player. This gentleman plays the ukulele, sings with the voice I have just described to you. He's also a funny guy, after all. It seems he left us 12 years ago, more or less while someone somewhere else was doing things.

A thousand colorful adventures, a thousand I say, with things jumping from everywhere - and after seven days you survive.