Waitin’ for the Pop

Sometimes, as a performer, you face audiences that just don’t respond the way you expect them to. You know that a certain line should get a laugh, but no one laughs. You know that people should be clapping, but they’re not. In pro wrestling, the big audience reactions like cheering or booing are called “pops.” After facing one particularly unresponsive audience at Pennsic (I suspect they were stoned), I decided to write this song. As an unrelated side-note, “Puttin’ on the Ritz” may be one of the most difficult songs to filk that I’ve ever encountered.

Waitin’ for the Pop
by Katherine Ashewode, “The Pocket Bard”
to the tune of “Puttin’ on the Ritz”
June 2008

You’re on stage and nobody will get engaged,
Where do you go to make them stop?
Waitin’ for the pop.

Drinkin’ beers, they turn their backs,
To toss their spears or throwing axe.
Close up shop,
Waitin’ for the pop.

Those two talkin’ over on a blanky,
That one blows his nose into a hanky,
[ha] Very swanky.

Come let’s sing at that convention,
Bards are kings and get attention
Till they drop
Waitin’ for the pop.

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