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The revolutionary children's show hits the big four-oh this month, having launched on November 10, 1969, just in time for my two-and-a-half-year-old self to get in on the ground floor. To celebrate the occasion, Movieline has gathered clips of ten songs from the show, including abiding classics ("Sing") as well as pop satires such as the Beatlemanic "Letter B" and Madonnawannabe "Cereal Girl." Somehow, though, the editors left out what is for me, and I think many, the defining song of the show, and perhaps Jim Henson's career. Here it is, courtesy of songwriter Joe Raposo and history's classiest amphibian.
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A noble spirit embiggens the smallest man. On a slightly more serious note, Slate has a slide show put together by Witold Rybczynski on Augustus Saint-Gaudens. The "Saint's" sculptures are better.
A noble spirit embiggens the smallest man. On a slightly more serious note, Slate has a slide show put together by Witold Rybczynski on Augustus Saint-Gaudens. The "Saint's" sculptures are better.
I for one hope that erstwhile cab drivers Bert and Ernie will finally be able to see their union recognized by the state, if not sanctified by the church.
I for one hope that erstwhile cab drivers Bert and Ernie will finally be able to see their union recognized by the state, if not sanctified by the church.
Hell yes there's doubt! The greatest Sesame Street creation is, of course, The Count. Speaking of which, where's The Song of The Count? And where's America's greatest living poet getting molested by a whoreish letter U?
Hell yes there's doubt! The greatest Sesame Street creation is, of course, The Count. Speaking of which, where's The Song of The Count? And where's America's greatest living poet getting molested by a whoreish letter U?