Roadrunner

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Song by the Modern Lovers from their album The Modern Lovers

Sounding like the insecure, hopeful, exuberant teenager he is, Jonathan Richman hollers "One, two three, four, five, six!" and the band comes crashing in with the best three-chord song the world has heard since Wild Thing. Jonathan's out driving late at night with the radio on, past the Stop n' Shop, out onto the highway and into the lonely woods where he can glimpse neon signs in the distance. He's in love with modern love, modern girls, and modern rock and roll; he's in love with driving fast, and with Massachusetts and he can hear the spirit of 1956 on his car radio. He feels, he says, like a roadrunner. Three-fourths of the way in he explodes the song from the inside and rearranges it into rambling, breathless free-form poetry punctuated by the band's shouts of "RADIO ON!" before it all comes staggering to an end.

When asked if there were any songs he liked, Johnny Rotten picked this one. And you can hear the Sex Pistols playing it (sort of) during a studio rehearsal on the Great Rock and Roll Swindle soundtrack.

Roadrunner, roadrunner
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive past the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on
I'm in love with Massachusetts
And the neon when it's cold outside
And the highway when it's late at night
Got the radio on
I'm like the roadrunner

Alright

I'm in love with modern moonlight
one-twenty-eight when it's dark outside
I'm in love with Massachusetts
I'm in love with the radio on
It helps me from being alone late at night
It helps me from being lonely late at night
I don't feel so bad now in the car
Don't feel so alone, got the radio on
Like the roadrunner

That's right

Said welcome to the spirit of 1956
Patient in the bushes next to '57
The highway is your girlfriend as you go by quick
Suburban trees, suburban speed
And it smells like heaven
And I say roadrunner once

Roadrunner twice

I'm in love with rock & roll
And I'll be out all night
Roadrunner

That's right

Well now
Roadrunner, roadrunner!
Going faster miles an hour
Gonna drive to the Stop 'n' Shop
With the radio on at night
And me in love with modern moonlight
Me in love with modern rock & roll
Modern girls and modern rock & roll
Don't feel so alone, got the radio on
Like the roadrunner
O.K., now you sing Modern Lovers!

Radio On!
I got the AM
Radio On!
Got the car, got the AM
Radio On!
Got the AM sound, got the
Radio On!
Got the rockin' modern neon sound
Radio On!
I got the car from Massachusetts, got the
Radio On!
I got the power of Massachusetts when it's late at night
Radio On!
I got the modern sounds of modern Massachusetts
I've got the world, got the turnpike, got the
I've got the, got the power of the AM
Got the, late at night, (?), rock & roll late at night
The factories and the auto signs
Got the power of modern sounds

Alright

Right

Bye bye!

The car produced by the Chrysler corporation under the Plymouth mark introduced in 1968. It was a light car for the year it was introduced, and you could get a 426 cubic inch hemi motor in it that simply had too much horsepower for any sane person to really want to use. Imagine a 5 seat car with a big trunk that that can perform like a race car.

It is the missing link between the Modern Lovers song and the Chuck Jones cartoon. It had a beep beep horn, and the Roadrunner wearing a racing helmet as a hood ornament. Really, like most muscle cars, a moving symbol of the excesses and freedom that seemed to be happening in the Sixties, and how deliciously dangerous that freedom can be. Impending doom and a celebration of life on wheels. It had the added bonus of a pop culture icon to identify with, and the strongest of the big motors as an option. (in fact professional drag racing engines are still usually a variation on it)

Little boy: When I grow up, I want to be a psy—pch—psychologist. Younger brother: Not me. When I grow up, I want to be a roadrunner. Beep beep ZIP bang!

~Warner Brothers cartoon

I was in Arizona last year, and I saw my first roadrunner. It didn't look anything like the one being chased by Wile E. Coyote, and yet, for someone brought up on the Warner Brothers cartoon and eager to see a live specimen, it was instantly recognizable. Roadrunners are close to a foot high, have long pointy beaks, distinctive head crests, and white-tipped tails almost as long as their bodies, which they carry at a jaunty, upturned angle. Although roadrunners can fly for short distances, they spend most of their time on the ground, walking or running (up to seventeen miles per hour). That's where I saw this one; it was walking along by the side of the road, amid the dry brush and agave.

The roadrunner, or Geococcyx californianus, is a member of the cuckoo family—a ground cuckoo. Also known as Chaparral Cocks, roadrunners weigh 8-24 oz. and can be up to 24" long from beak to tail tip. Their diet consists mainly of insects, rodents, other birds, lizards, and snakes—the roadrunner is one of the few animals quick enough to capture a hummingbird in mid-flight, or to catch a rattlesnake:

Using its wings like a matador's cape, it snaps up a coiled rattlesnake by the tail, cracks it like a whip and repeatedly slams its head against the ground until dead. It then swallows its prey whole, but is often unable to swallow the entire length at one time. This does not stop the Roadrunner from its normal routine. It will continue to meander about with the snake dangling from its mouth, consuming another inch or two as the snake slowly digests.

Roadrunners are the state bird of New Mexico; they are found throughout the Southwestern United States, throughout the Chihuahuan, Mojave, Sonoran, and southern Great Basin deserts. They inhabit rolling, open, or flat terrain. Being carnivores, they get a good deal of the moisture they need from their prey; they also reabsorb water from their feces before excretion.

The way to a female roadrunner's heart is through her stomach; in springtime, the male roadrunner will offer the female food as an inducement to mate. While both parents collect the sticks necessary for nest building, it is the female who actually builds the nest in the shelter of a small tree, brush, or cactus. Two to twelve eggs are laid over a three day period, and it is just as likely for the male to stay on the nest as it is for the female, for the 18-20 days that it takes until the eggs hatch. The first 3-4 chicks hatched are the most likely to survive; they crowd the others out, and later-born runts are occasionally eaten by the parents. The chicks only stay with their parents for a week or two before striking out on their own.

Maybe on my next trip out west I'll see a jackalope . . .

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Source: A. R. Royo, The Roadrunner, http://www.desertusa.com/mag98/sep/papr/road.html , 5/2/02

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