♫ Goodbye Yellow Brick Road ♫

Last night after we returned from sharing Thanksgiving dinner with our friends, after the girls put away the leftovers and cleaned the kitchen (that’s our standing deal — I make the mess cooking and they clean it up while I take a break!), Chris started watching a biographical film about Elton John’s early years beginning in his childhood and going up through his rehab treatment after years of drug abuse and ultimately a heart attack.  I almost never watch television, but this one caught my interest so I ended up watching most of it, despite not being able to hear the music.  It was well worth the time spent, and now long story short, I’m in the mood to play some Elton John!  I debated between this one and Tiny Dancer … this one won out for today, but I suspect you’ll see Tiny Dancer here before long.


It goes without saying that the “Yellow Brick Road” image comes from the book/movie The Wizard of Oz written by L. Frank Baum.  Bernie Taupin, who wrote the lyrics to this and most of Elton’s other songs often seems to write about Elton, but this one appears to be about himself. The lyrics are about giving up a life of opulence for one of simplicity in a rural setting.

Speaking about the song, Taupin said:

“It’s funny, but there are songs that I recall writing as if it was yesterday. And then there are those I have absolutely no recollection of, whatsoever. In fact, I’d have to say that for the most part, if someone was to say that the entire Yellow Brick Road album was actually written by someone else, I might be inclined to believe them. I remember being there, just not physically creating.

There was a period when I was going through that whole ‘got to get back to my roots’ thing, which spawned a lot of like-minded songs in the early days, this being one of them. I don’t believe I was ever turning my back on success or saying I didn’t want it. I just don’t believe I was ever that naïve. I think I was just hoping that maybe there was a happy medium way to exist successfully in a more tranquil setting. My only naiveté, I guess, was believing I could do it so early on. I had to travel a long road and visit the school of hard knocks before I could come even close to achieving that goal. So, thank God I can say quite categorically that I am home.”

ben-jerrysIn 2008, Ben & Jerry’s created a flavor of ice cream in honor of Elton John called “Goodbye Yellow Brickle Road.” Made of chocolate ice cream, peanut butter cookie dough, butter brickle and white chocolate chunks, it was made to commemorate Elton’s first concert in Vermont (home of the ice cream makers) on July 21, 2008 at the Essex Junction fairgrounds. Elton had played every other state before his Vermont show. He had some of the ice cream before the show.

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Elton John

When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing, the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you’ll do then?
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

Songwriters: Bernie Taupin / Elton John
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

♫ Goodbye Yellow Brick Road ♫

I am an Elton John fan, and hardly a day passes that I don’t catch myself singing or humming one of his tunes.  This one has, for some reason, been with me most of the day today.

It goes without saying that the “Yellow Brick Road” image comes from the book/movie The Wizard of Oz written by L. Frank Baum.  Bernie Taupin, who wrote the lyrics to this and most of Elton’s other songs often seems to write about Elton, but this one appears to be about himself. The lyrics are about giving up a life of opulence for one of simplicity in a rural setting.

Speaking about the song, Taupin said:

“It’s funny, but there are songs that I recall writing as if it was yesterday. And then there are those I have absolutely no recollection of, whatsoever. In fact, I’d have to say that for the most part, if someone was to say that the entire Yellow Brick Road album was actually written by someone else, I might be inclined to believe them. I remember being there, just not physically creating.

There was a period when I was going through that whole ‘got to get back to my roots’ thing, which spawned a lot of like-minded songs in the early days, this being one of them. I don’t believe I was ever turning my back on success or saying I didn’t want it. I just don’t believe I was ever that naïve. I think I was just hoping that maybe there was a happy medium way to exist successfully in a more tranquil setting. My only naiveté, I guess, was believing I could do it so early on. I had to travel a long road and visit the school of hard knocks before I could come even close to achieving that goal. So, thank God I can say quite categorically that I am home.”

ben-jerrysIn 2008, Ben & Jerry’s created a flavor of ice cream in honor of Elton John called “Goodbye Yellow Brickle Road.” Made of chocolate ice cream, peanut butter cookie dough, butter brickle and white chocolate chunks, it was made to commemorate Elton’s first concert in Vermont (home of the ice cream makers) on July 21, 2008 at the Essex Junction fairgrounds. Elton had played every other state before his Vermont show. He had some of the ice cream before the show.

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Elton John

When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing, the blues

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

What do you think you’ll do then?
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again

Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

Songwriters: Bernie Taupin / Elton John
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

 

The Gnomes Have Lost Their Homes!

For those of you who don’t know a gnome from a dome, a gnome is a cute, though sometimes creepy little leprechaun-like spirit creature. Gnomes have inhabited the worlds of L. Frank Baum (The Wizard of Oz), C.S. Lewis (The Chronicles of Narnia), J.R.R. Tolkien (The Hobbit), and J.K. Rowling (Harry Potter). They are cute little creatures though they shy away from humans, and who can blame them?.

Remember the ever-famous quote from the movie Field of Dreams, “if you build it, he will come.” They were talking, of course, of the famous baseball player Shoeless Joe, but the quote caught on and has been used in all sorts of situations. Which brings us to Pennsylvania, Little Buffalo State Park, to be exact, north of Harrisburg. A retired gentleman, one Steve Hoke, walked daily in the park and from time to time he would see gnomes though I believe he thought they were everyday elves at the time. Mr. Hoke, newly retired, needed something to occupy his time, and he was pretty handy with a saw, hammer, and some nails, so he thought he would build a house or two for the gnomes. He only ever saw one at a time, so he was unaware how many gnomes were living in the park at the time, but later discovered, quite by accident, that there were over 100! After giving the matter much thought for an hour or two, he built a cute little house, then another, and went to place them in the park in the general vicinity that he had seen the gnomes.

A few days later, as Mr. Hoke was walking through the park after a heavy rain, he passed by one of the houses he had placed and saw, much to his amazement, a whole group of gnomes hanging out on the front porch of the teeny-tiny house. He tried counting them, but they all looked so much alike, then as soon as they noticed him, they took off back into the woods. Well, Mr. Hoke has a heart of gold and a lot of time on his hands these days, so he went home and started building even more little gnome homes. In all, he built 38 of these little houses, painted them in bright, cheerful colours, even put little teeny-tiny signs on the teeny-tiny doors.

gnome home

Now, there are quite a few hiking trails in Little Buffalo State Park, and it wasn’t long before people started to notice the little gnome homes. Word spread and pretty soon children from all around the area were putting down their joystick controllers, turning off their televisions and begging mom and dad to take them to the park! What a great side benefit to the little homes Mr. Hoke had built! Children and adults alike delighted in seeing the little homes and sometimes, if they were very, very quiet, they even got a glimpse of a gnome or two!

You would think this is a good thing, yes? Children out experiencing nature, families spending time together, hiking, picnicking, swimming, and enjoying their park. Yes, a very good thing indeed. But alas, like most good things, this too has an ending and a tragic one at that. You see, the Park Manager, a Mr. Jason Baker, apparently didn’t like the gnomes nor their homes. (I believe his heart is made of chrome.) Or perhaps he doesn’t like children. I’m not sure, but he said that either the gnomes or the children were packing down the dirt in the park and bothering the wildlife. HUH??? What is the purpose of a park, then, if not to give children an opportunity to learn about nature (which includes dirt and animals)?

Long story short, Mr. Baker evicted every last gnome, told Mr. Hoke to take down the gnome homes else they would be destroyed, and now there are no more gnome homes in Little Buffalo State Park in Pennsylvania. To make a sad story even sadder, as he was taking down the last gnome home, with deep sadness in his heart, he encountered a little girl who had just finished her first round of chemotherapy, and she asked her father if they could go to the park and see the gnomes. But alas, Mr. Hoke had just removed the last of the gnome homes, and the little girl saw none.

What became of the gnomes, you ask? I cannot say. Initially, I thought that perhaps they were still in the park, living in knotholes, hollow logs and the like, but the more I thought about it, the more I think they probably moved on. I mean, who wants to live in a park where they are not welcome because they might pack down the dirt? Someday, somewhere in Pennsylvania, somebody will spot a gnome. I hope that person remembers this story and calls on Mr. Hoke to come set up some gnome homes for them.

Disclaimer: Parts of this story are based on the following actual news story that I hope you will read: http://www.nytimes.com/2016/02/27/us/gnomes-harrisburg-park.html