'as anyBODy 'ere sEEn mY ol' friEN' JEaN?
CAn oO tELL me WHEre 'Ee's gOnE
E' LeAd a loT of PEoPle
bUT deY t'rOw 'IM ovERboARD
dA wIDdle gUy fROm ShAWiniGAN
It's little known today, but in the early years of rock and roll, Stéphane Dion attempted to parlay his boyish good looks into a career in music. Criticized for seemingly riding the celebrity coattails of the American singer/songwriter Dion DiMucci, citoyen Dion indignantly denied it.
"iT IS nOT tHE SAme tHINg At aLL," he snapped at a press conference. "'E 'AS tHE nAMe 'DIon aND tHE BELmonts.' mE, i aM 'diON aND tHE belMONTS.' aND mY mOTHer, sHE LiKEs iT."
A couple of singles, featuring strangely-familiar melodies were released:
WeLL, I'M tHE TYPE OF guY WHO wiLL nevER setTLE dowN
wHeRE quOTA GiRLs aRE, weLL yOU kNOw thAT i'M ARouND
i cOAX 'eM, thEY're a TOKen, 'cAUSe tO mE thEY'rE aLL tHE sAME
i wOO 'em and i 'cHUte 'eM, i DOn't EVen kNOw tHEir NAMes
ThEY cAll ME tHE pANDerER - yEAh - the pANDerER
I roAm AroUND ArOUnD ArOUnd AROund
And who can forget this poignant ballad:
EAcH nIGHt I aSk the stARs sO cOLd aNd sO duLL
WHy mUst i BE a greENagER iN HuLL?
WHy mUst i BE a greENagER iN HuLL?
Reviews were mixed. Such as:
"This guy couldn't carry a tune in a bucket."; and,"What the hell is he singing? I can't make out a word of it."; and,
"Good God, is that the crappiest Photoshop ever, or what? No, wait. Photoshop hasn't been invented yet. So it must be legit."
Reduced to playing ratty nightclubs, Dion soon tired of show business and went back to school. Music's gain is politics' loss.