Hey, friends, guess-
Um, guess what-
Er, guess what tomorrow is-
“PRONK! PRONK! PRONK!”
Moonie, buddy, I thought we were going to give your friends a chance to guess what tomorrow-
Well, you’ll have to excuse Moonie. He’s a bit excited because tomorrow is PRONK! And that, of course, is his very favorite day of the year.
Last year he wrote a 72-staza PRONK opus, which was backed by a philharmonic orchestra and three kazoos. (I’d still like a word with whomever taught him the word “badonkadonk.” Given that not too many words rhyme with PRONK, it features heavily in the verses.)
So of course we were happy to go to the PRONK Family Day festivities in late August to start getting psyched up for PRONK.
Boy oh boy, did Moonie have a wonderful surprise the other evening!
We came home to find that his talented artist friend William Schaff had delivered a whole box of goodies!
We had contributed to Mr. Schaff’s “Hold down the Fort” campaign, which would keep the house of out of which he works and others live out of foreclosure. Even artists with amazing skill and drive like Mr. Schaff have to hold off the mortgage collectors and keep on the utilities from time to time. In exchange for nearly 900 people gathering together to help the fort, Mr. Schaff has been busying himself in dizzying ways to pay everyone back with special treats.
Moonie loved his “emergency kit,” which had a special CD from some of his favorite artists like Allysen Callery and Haunt the House and What Cheer? Brigade and Alec Redfearn, and a special deck of playing cards – each one with a unique illustration – designed by Mr. Schaff, and hand-drawn booklets and cards.
But Moonie’s absolute favorite kit enclosures were the three little “Curse of the Pandrew” books, an Edward Gorey-like collection detailing horrific fates befalling each member of What Cheer? Brigade. He immediately devoured the books, hooting away at the dark humor.
Moonie’s laughing now, but I know when we’re at Pronk! on Monday and he’s watching What Cheer? Brigade close out the festival with that night’s final show, teeny beads of sweat will run down his little face if a band member climbs onto shoulders or crowd members’ hands, and he’ll be whispering, “Careful….Careful…”
Oh boy! We came home last night to a shiny package.
When Moonie finally stopped hopping all over it to pop the air bubbles, we got to see what was inside: a shirt from the What Cheer? Brigade!
It’s a wee bit big on him (he thought “M” stood for Moonie), but he says he’ll grow into it.
Here’s a flash of pink as Moonie checks out a Farra Fanfarra show last night. They were an extremely fun and entertaining band that headed back to their home in Portugal today. I’m glad we caught their last night in America! The photo is terrible but the music was great.
Up next was What Cheer? Brigade. I always love catching this renegade marching band around Providence, Boston, and beyond. Again, the photo is terrible, but Moonie and I were loving the brass and drums and howling under the full moon.
Moonie let out a few howls himself.