Wednesday, November 02, 2005

I call her my telephone dream girl. It's practically weird.

Looking at this incredibly detailed deconstruction of cult fave cartoon short "One Froggy Evening" (the one where a guy finds a singing frog, but can't cash in on it because it only sings when nobody else is around), I see that the song that everyone remembers (the one that goes "hello, my baby, hello my darling, hello my ragtime gal" etc) is actually a song called "The Telephone Rag." Dating from 1899, it is one of the first times the telephone is mentioned in a popular song.
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