THE MERMAIDS ARE, INDEED, MURMURING: So I took Lucy to see Ralph's World today (our second time seeing him), and while it wasn't quite as cool as that TMBG show, it was still pretty darn cool and fun. Why are we marching? We are ants!
But then. But then the official sponsor for the concert, a cereal you'd recognize, had its three onomatopoetically-named mascot elves invited onto the stage by Ralph Covert, to dance with him during a song he had written in their honor. And then they stayed on stage to dance with all the kids who wanted to come up for the concert's finale. It was all, just, icky.
I understand the tension -- he's not one of the Noggin!-favored artists, and so he needs to pursue the promotional avenues which are out there. And, hey, it's nice to get paid -- and no one really knows what the lifespan of these kids-rock artists is going to be. But that doesn't mean that I have to like it.
The good news is that the three onomatopoetically-named mascot elves were wandering around the crowd before the show, and they really freaked Lucy out. So there's hope.
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