Let’s chop some broccoli with Dana Carvey
Many years ago, before Saturday Night Live became unfunny and unwatchable, there was Dana Carvey. I happened across this audition tape of his on YouTube, which features a bit of his that he later did on the show, and which became a running joke for us in our family. Enjoy:
I avoid SNL on principle. That’s actually a pretty good skewer of pretentious musicians, though. 🙂
Heh. I remember watching that skit on SNL. If memory serves, Sigourney Weaver was the guest host that night and she and someone else came over to Carvey’s crib, where he was still passed out, wanting to know where the new song was that they had been promised. “Choppin’ broccoli” was what he delivered. Still makes me laugh to this day.
Oh thank you so much for an earworm that I did not possess before that clip. I’m going to be a riot in the vegetable section of the supermarket now!
The lyrics are not inane, but beyond comprehension. The failure arises due to insufficient empathy expressed by the listener. You know, “walk a mile in another man’s shoes;” or so they will claim. This, incidentally, is how some of the world’s least eligible philosophers and poets gain prominence.
Anyway, encore!
Someone left a cake out in the rain?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MacArthur_Park_(song)
Oh we LOVED this skit! Our baby daughter was a vegetable lover and I used to sing a version of this song to her a lot: You’re the baby broccoli, baby broccoli….you’re the baby broccoli and you’re the baby that I see and you’re the baby broccolee–AH!
I tried not to like this. Oh, I like Dana Carvey. I have just always despised SNL, even when I was politically a little more agnostic. Still, it caught me in my drive home from grocery shopping. Just a good chuckle at… art imitating comedy? Or… something thereabout.
The problem with being really good, really talented, really observant, is that sooner or later you will find your target is ensconced in power and privilege. Then you must decide whether your art or your comfort comes first.
America’s freedom has never been completely pure. There has always been a price for free speech. The difference is the price is affordable in our society and will eventually be rewarded if the free speech is honest and true.
Free speech, ironically, is most denied to those of minority status who speak against identity politics. And it seems justified, but it was never identity which secured their freedom, but basic ideas of right and wrong based on common sense that needs no explanation other than very common observation and humanity.
Thanks for that memory! Running joke in our family too!
What does he have against polish composers?