mercoledì 23 gennaio 2013
national pie day
Pies, Pies, Pies....in quante canzoni, poesie, cartoni animati, film, fotografie, nomi di bands sorge questa parola a tre lettere che di tutto parla, soprattutto di dolce e salato (quiche francese)?
Iniziamo dalla musica: Humble Pie, Apple Pie, The Wild Honey Pie, Cherry Pie, Custard Pie, Pork Pie James, Revolution Pie, Alligator Pie, Shepherds Pie, Eel Pie Folkband, Sweet Potato Pie Band, Studebaker Pie Band, King Pie Swing Band.
Film: American Pie, The Pie Lady's mini-film.
Brani Musicali: Where's My Apple Pie - Joan Baez, Bake That Chicken Pie - The Tallboys,
Chinquapin Pie - Bruce Molsky; No Apple Pies - Ralph Agresta, American Pie - Don Mclean, Sugar & Pie - Abigail Washburn & Sparrow Quartet, Chinquapin (Pie and Hunting) - Mark Johnson, Cherry Pie - Sade; Sugar Pie - The Subdudes; Honey Pie - The Beatles, I Like Pie, I Like Cake - Four Chefs; Country Pie - Bob Dylan; Buzzard Pie - Rudy Green & His Orchestra, I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie Honey Bunch) - The Four Tops, Sweet Potato Pie - Ray Charles & James Taylor, Puddin' And Pie - Danny Gatton,
Mud Pies and Gasoline - Patricia Vonne
Nursery Rhymes:
Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said 'What a good boy am I
Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye,
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing,
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king?
The king was in his counting house counting out his money,
The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes,
When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose!
Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie
Kissed the girls and made them cry
When the boys came out to play
Georgie Porgie ran away.
The Queen of Hearts
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts
He stole the tarts,
And took them clean away. The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the Knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And vowed he'd steal no more.
Simple simon, met a Pieman
Going to the fair
Says Simple simon to the Pieman
Let me taste your ware. says the Pieman to Simple simon
Show me first your penny;
Says Simple simon to the Pieman,
Indeed I have not any. Simple simon went a fishing,
For to catch a whale;
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail. Simple simon went to look
If plums grew on a thistle;
He pricked his finger very much,
Which made poor Simon whistle
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