…you over hear your 11-year old daughter humming the tune of Led Zeppelin’s D’yer Mak’er.

It was a hit in ‘73 that predated my rock n roll listening days, but I did later find Zep and D’yer Mak’er became a fave and the album Houses of the Holy also became my fave. (Close tie with Physical Grafitti.)

D’yer Mak’er sounds like  “Jamaica” and “did you make her.” Think a British Caribbean accent and you can hear it.

It’s based on a joke:

“My wife’s gone to the West Indies.”

“Jamaica?” (D’yer Mak’er)

“No, she went of her own accord.”

So, my 11-year old is humming to the tune of a rock classic. That makes me a proud and worthy mother,no?

Now, if I could just get her to clean her room.