My nieces admire everything I do. (And I love them for it) Although, when I am playing my non-mainstream, “off the wall” music, they ask politely, “Auntie, can you play such and such or so and so?” Which on the inside they want to ask, “What is this stuff you’re playin Auntie?” Since their request often requires the latest junk on the radio, I make a playlist just for them so they can dance and sing happily in their own little worlds. I often wonder what type of effect some of these songs will have on these little women. (Some songs in which I refuse to let them hear under my watch) But I must say when I played this song, they were jammin’. They even caught the words to the chorus. I just hope the words to the chorus captures them as well….
Young girls in old Arabia were often buried alive next to their dead fathers, apparently as sacrifice to the goddesses of the tribes…. -Harold Feldman,”Children of the Desert,” -Psychoanalysis and Psychoanalytic review, Fall 1958