So the other day, I had this … interesting song stuck in my head. It was the 1972 song “Pablo Picasso” by The Modern Lovers (warning: minor use of adult language), which was brought to my attention by a college friend a few years ago because he thought I’d appreciate some of the song’s lyrical gems, like this:
Well the girls would turn the color of the avocado
When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down the street and girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called a [tassle]
OK, so I took some liberties with the paraphrasing there. This is a family site, folks!
In any case, when I had that song stuck in my head, I knew I wanted to write about Pablo Picasso, and realized that Pablo Picasso is a funny name. As Arto pointed out in his Sylvester Gardenzio Stallone post, there are some hilarious names that have gotten so famous, we barely even laugh at them anymore (examples: Barack Obama and Willard Mitt Romney), which is a travesty!
Because when you really think about it – maybe enunciate it to yourself (don’t forget to voice and aspirate your plosives, dear readers!) – Pablo Picasso is really fun to say. Paw-blow Pick-awe-sow.
I’m glad I came to that revelation, because it helped me find out his name was actually Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso. That beats out the other two contenders for the longest name in Funny Names Blog history!
I’m guessing his artistic inclinations began in kindergarten when he realized that scribbling a masterpiece was easier than having to learn how to write his name.
What is there to say about the gentleman that you don’t already know. By age 16, he was considered one of the best draftsmen in Europe. This means he was a better artist than all three of us combined – the best art I (Dave) have done recently was Photoshopping our blog’s front page into a stock photograph – and I’m supposed to be the “artistic” one of the three of us.
Pablo then got bored and went through a blue period, before recovering and going all wacky. He started to draw things from different perspectives simultaneously, put eyeballs on the palms of hands, and paint mouths emerging from eye sockets. The fact that we can’t even explain why that’s considered great art is a testament to how gifted Pablo Picasso really was.
Two out of two conjoined cyclopses agree!