12-11-09 Dr. Kegel

First night in Milwaukee = Friday Night Fish Fry. For those of you who didn't grow up in the midwest like me, the Friday fish fry is akin to a religious experience. Deep-fried lake perch (or cod, if you're a heathen), tartar, coleslaw, potato pancakes, applesauce. Nothing like it.



The neighborhood restaurant my family chose this time around was a cozy little place called Kegel's Inn. Now, of course, the name Kegel is probably a rather common German name, but I can't hear it without thinking about kegel exercises ('doing your kegels'). In this song, I think there's a subliminal (and slightly perverse) connection between Dr. Kegel's fish fry emporium and the kegel exercise, but I'd rather not think too hard about it.

12-10-09 Goin' To Milwaukee

...And now the baritone has turned into a full-on basso profundo. (Well, not profundo, let's say moderato.)

We were heading to my hometown of Milwaukee for the holidays. The song details some Ackermann family holiday traditions, at least up to the last verse.

10-4-09 Ohio's A Piano

Based on a random email that Rob sent out. I'd like to think that either the Ohio Chamber Of Commerce or Baldwin Pianos might pick this song up as their state anthem/jingle.

8-13-09 Plum

This song was inspired by my honeymoon in Hawaii. One of my favorites.

Fort Lewis, No, Fort Lewis

On southbound I-5, there's a road sign that signals the oncoming towns of Fort Lewis and North Fort Lewis. But the sign reads:
Ft. Lewis. No. Ft. Lewis. As if the sign had been asked a question, and it answered in the negative. "No, Ft. Lewis, you idiot." Sarah and I always found that sign hilarious. Not as hilarious as this sign, though:



But that's not the song I wrote. Link.