I vividly remember the six and a half minutes of torture that accompanied this rousing gym-class classic of the 1960s. I found the "chicken fat" part really disturbing when I was a child, but now that I listen to it from a musical standpoint (without the insecurities that children have about their growing and changing bodies), I find it charming, rousing, and rather brilliant.
(Meredith Willson was a fantastic composer.)
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I'm a big fan of Willson. I enjoy his 2 symphonies if you haven't heard them. Interesting to me how he usually tries to include at least one song per show with melodies in counterpoint.
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