Friday Mixtape: Songs I've Sung My Newborn Son

So I'm standing there in a hospital gown holding my newborn son, who has been out of the womb now for maybe five minutes, and it occurs to me that I should sing something, except I hadn't planned out what it should be, and so I open my mouth, and what comes out is Tom Petty's "Alright for Now," which is not a bad choice actually, in that it seems to be an actual young-child lullaby-type song. This situation has reoccurred frequently over the course of the last three months, and no pattern to my ostensibly soothing songs has emerged: it's a bizarre mélange of old TV-show themes, wildly inappropriate minor rap hits, and Johnny Cash. My son's reaction ranges from bemused to indifferent, even in the case of "Maxwell's Silver Hammer", which I suppose I had planned, his name being Max and all.

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