I wonder if there was an echo.
I wonder if he sang Weird Al’s “Eat it.” So many other possibilities, depending on his enthusiasm, ranging from “Wild Honey Pie” to “The Shrimp Boats Are Coming.” Or, in a classical vein, perhaps he wrote words to the late, great L.v. Beethoven’s legendary Snatch Serenade in A Minor, or as Ludwig van himself once called it, “A-Hole Minor.”
Per Marion Cotillard, recipient of the cooze-crooning, “We strangely never see people fucking or doing trivial things in musical comedies.”
Perhaps with good reason.
But I’ll reserve judgment until I see the actual yin-yodeling.
