Disney Musical May 9 - Why Should I Worry

One minute, I'm in Central Park
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From the Bow'ry to St. Mark's
There's a syncopated beat

 Right, I said, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise
I can improvise
I said, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm street-smart
I got New York City heart

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoir faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just be-bopulation
I got street savoir faire

The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down,
Then you can own this town
You can wear the crown

Why should I worry?
Tell me, why should I care?
I said I may not have a dime
Oh, but I got street savoir faire
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
It's just doo-bopulation
And I got street savoir faire

Everything goes
Everything fits
They love me at the Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz

Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross that line
I got street savoir faire

I said, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I said, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo...
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo... 

Every movie's got a signature scene/song, the very first thing to spring to mind when somebody mentions the title in passing.

In the case of Oliver and Company, it's this super-catchy song that everybody thinks of, the one you'll be hearing in your head (if not singing out loud) long after the movie is finished.

I didn't own this movie as a kid, so the times I watched it were few and far between. But oh boy, I never forgot it or "Why Should I Worry," and I mean that in a good way. It also helped that I (briefly) owned a read-along book and cassette tape.

So, even if I can't quote too much from the movie itself, I can very easily drum out this beat on cue.

This was also my official introduction to Billy Joel and Bette Midler, both of whom I like to this day, so that's another good thing.

Speaking of which, it's to my understanding that today is Mr. Joel's birthday. So, Mr. Joel, wherever you are, whatever you're up to these days, a very happy birthday to you!

 

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Musical May 2022 - Day 3 - Uptown Girl

Billy Joel has a great many awesome songs, but I'd have to say this one is my all-time favorite.

Not only is it impossibly catchy, but it sends forth a nice message about how true love is no respecter of class. The rich don't always mingle with the rich, any more than the poor always mingle with the poor. 

Sure, you need money to survive, but it'd be a pretty sad, lonely life without the warm affection. After all, as they say, there are some things no amount of money in the world can buy.

Musical May - Day 29 - Piano Man

Now that there's a little more free time on my hands and I've had some rest, I was able to put a little more heart into this drawing and I really like it. I've always had a soft spot for Billy Joel. #Day29 of #MusicalMay.

P.S. By the way, I'm okay. I didn't mean to make my situation sound so dire. Like I said, work's been hectic lately; this is what happens when a lot of people quit within a short time of each other, albeit for valid reasons, like a new job or a new baby or moving. We did get a new girl just today and she looks like she may turn out all right. Only time will tell. 

Plus, my family did some early Memorial Day stuff yesterday since we won't be able to do them all on Monday, which just so happens to be my day off. So, no sooner did I get home and change my clothes than we went out to put flowers on Grandma and Grandpa's grave (that in itself is at least a 45-minute drive) and then we did the same for Dad's grave. My sister met us at both places with all four kids and her hubby, so naturally, we had to visit each other for a little while.

By the time we finally got home, it was well past 9:00 and we ended up getting dinner from Chick-fil-A, and I'd only had a few pieces of candy and crackers from the ride, soda and water from work, and a bowl of cereal at breakfast. Needless to say, I was on the verge of collapsing (almost literally) from hunger as well as fatigue.

Today was a bit easier. They let me go home as soon as we got through the breakfast rush; they probably sensed how tired I was and everybody knows how many hours I've been working lately. My boss even apologized to me for working me so much, praised me up and down for being such a trooper, and teased me, "With all this money you're getting, you should get yourself something nice!"

At least I am getting paid for this. And to think, I quit my previous job because I wasn't getting enough work. Go figure.