It isn't the film: the Aristocats

Helena never fell in love with The Aristocats in the same way she did with Frozen or The Lorax, but for a couple of weeks, she watched the 1970 Disney movie with some regularity.  What has been interesting about the way she watches the film, however, is that she doesn't care much about the plot or the characters (except the young girl-cat, Marie).  Unlike in her Lorax or Jungle Book phases, she doesn't want to "play" the movie with me, Rita, or her friends.  Instead, she wants to sing the songs.

The first time that Helena watched the movie, she started at the beginning and went all the way through to the end, but since then, she has only really wanted to watch a couple of scenes, and she uses the iPad expertly to find them.  First, she finds the scene where Adelaide Bonfamille's lawyer comes to re-write her will.  The old lawyer sings a bowdlerized version of "La Donna è Mobile" from Rigoletto, and Helena and her cousin would watch the man prance up the stairs, laugh uproariously, and then run through the house and into the yard, singing "Ta da da bom-bi-yei, ta da da bum-bi-ye..." in a way that Pavarotti just might be able to recognize.  Helena's cousin Gabriela is now 9, and has a pretty decent singing voice, so the two of them managed to pull the music off.

Next, Helena and Gabriela would scan the control on the iPad to the next song they liked, "Scales and Arpeggios."

And then the would run through the house again, singing arpeggios and scales.  

Cartoons have long been a way to introduce children to "high culture" music, especially with the use of humor.  I clearly remember from when I was a little kid a Pepe Le Peu and singing opera, and of course many of the classic Looney Tunes used classical music as a background to the antics of the comical animals onscreen.  The Aristocats does something very similar, with the ridiculous lawyer and the three little cats giving kids and excuse to enjoy opera and even voice training exercises, but the movie tried to do something even more interesting, including French chanson and jazz in the "high culture" to which a cartoon could be the entrée.  

Unfortunately, Helena hasn't enjoyed the jazz as much as she enjoys the opera (the reverse of what I would prefer, especially in the coded economic language the film uses), but it has been great to watch her come to enjoy new kinds of music, both in this film and elsewhere.  She has always loved Brazilian country music, Motown, and some ballads, but this weekend she had a wonderful time dancing samba and forró at a party we went to, and she is now even "composing" songs on her guitar.  The most interesting part of the process is seeing how she enjoys sounds that are not normally considered "childish:" she loves minor scales and invents sad songs to go along with them.

If we let Helena chose what songs she wants to listen to on YouTube or the iPod, she will always list her favorite kiddie tunes.  Challenge her, though, and she comes to love many sounds you would never expect a kid to enjoy.  With that in mind, maybe Rita and I can put our own music on the stereo again without feeling that we're excluding our little girl...