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Visual Aids for Bonanas For Bonanza #49

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Visual Aids for Bonanas For Bonanza #49

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I haven't listened yet. I assumed they play it. I haven't decided if I would want to hear it or not yet. I don't even know why it matters haha so I'll probably hear it for the first time when I listen to this episode, yes.

I enjoyed your story, my man. Thanks for sharing it. To me, those strange little particular-to-us stories that seem so random and like they couldn't mean anything often turn out to somehow carry significance. The story of your imperfect dad who longed to be a musician but lacked talent, and took his kids to Universal to have fun making music and make believe a little is oddly touching. So here's the question: was listening to this episode of Bonanas for Bonanza the first time you ever heard the original version of When the Children Cry?

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This is weird. When I was very young, in the early 90s, my parents took us to Universal Studios (this is maybe '90 or '91). Back then Universal Studios had what would soon be all over malls everywhere for not very long in the grand scheme of things. One of those places where you sit in a booth with a bad 80s backdrop, and you pay to do karaoke and have it come with a "music video" recorded for VHS- which means you sit in front of a camera and they add a bunch of optical effects to it. My two sisters and I did back up vocals and my little sister danced around. This, of course, is only something you would know if you saw the VHS which, as far as I can know, is gone forever. Anyway, the place was called "Sound Tracks Recording Studios Inc.." I only know because I still have the cassette tape which has the Universal Studios address on it for... some reason, and their phone number. You know. In case you want to call them? I do not have the VHS sadly, though. All I have are my memories of that. Anyway. I'm sorry. This writing feels clunky, but if you don't know about that short lived fad it was a thing, and for some reason my Dad paid to do it while we were at Universal Studios of all places. We did a lot of stuff I weirdly still remember that day (they used to have a live on stage Star Trek show and they would call volunteers from the audience to get beamed out and my Dad participated in that that day too). Moving on, though, the song my Dad sang was When The Children Cry. I had never heard it before at the time. Somehow, through my entire life, I have never heard any version of this song beyond my Dad singing it which I still have the recording of. I never intentionally avoided the song, but I just never looked it up. At this point I still won't intentionally hear the real version even though I could easily look it up. The only version of this song to me now is my Dad singing it very badly at this karaoke place that was at Universal Studios. My Dad passed away in 2015. He wasn't a perfect person, and he always said he wouldn't be remembered when he died. Which, of course always hurt my feelings. I still remember him, and I still remember that day he sang this song at Universal Studios. Which, to me, is funny because my Dad wrote and sang his own songs ALL THE TIME and REALLY wanted to be a musician. He sang all the time. But... I think he was tone deaf because he could not sing well. I just find irony funny- this is not to laugh at the fact that he was bad at singing. I don't know why I remember so much of that day. Maybe it's because I still have the cassette tape which I digitized after he died so I can hear it at any time. But I remember other stuff about that day too. So it's weird just him having sung that song that day, and me being lucky enough to still have a copy of that recording, made me remember a lot about that day some 30 odd years ago just by mere mention of it. Anyway, I didn't mean to be a bummer. I just felt compelled to share that because that's my only connection to this song, and I thought it was a really weird and fun story to tell. Sorry it got a little sad at the end, but I still think this story is worth sharing. I try to pass on the memory of my dad just to spite him so even though I don't think anyone will care about this I'm gonna share this story here anyway.


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