Bo Diddley had a Slapping Contest
Just this Friday, my daughter (she’s 11) informed me that she had written a song. It’s pretty funny, and some might say disturbing, to wrap up some weird afterschool ritual into a Bo Diddley beat.
Well, Bo Diddley passed away earlier this morning. As always, everything is connected. Like fire and fritos, the Bo Diddley beat is obvious once sampled, but someone had to come up with it. In honor of the man, I present “Let’s Have a Slapping Contest”:
 Let’s Have a Slapping Contest
Let’s have a slapping contest (da da da … da da)
Let’s have a slapping contest (etc.)
Let’s have some rulers with holes so it will sting
Please do not knock off my rings
Spoons, forks, knives whatever
But never say there’s no slapping contest, ya ya
What the hell*, I don’t know how to spell
But let’s have a slapping contest
Let’s have some fun in the sunny sun
Sooo… let’s have a slapping contest
Spoons, forks, knives whatever
But never say there’s not a slapping contest
Let’s have some rulers with holes so it will sting
Please do not knock off my rings
Let’s have a slapping conteeeeest!</blockquote>
If you set it to music and sing it to Bo on your next gig, I wanna hear it.
* When she sings it, she says “heck,” ever mindful of that Wal-Mart shelf space.
