Musical Mayhem Boj

# Boj! Hey, buddy, are you looking for a friend?

# Boj! Together the fun will never end

# He popped up in Giggly Park with Mimi and his Pops

# Boj has lots of buddies now, the laughter never stops

# Rupert, Denzel, Gavin, Mia love his muddy, messy games

# Everybody's different but he digs us all the same

# Boj! Together we can make him do amend

# Boj! Together the fun will never end

# Boj! Together we are making you a friend

# Boj-a-boom! The fun will never end. #

Boo! I'm Boj.

He-he-he! Guess what?

Today me and my buddies are going to play music in Giggly Park.

All our mums and dads are coming to listen.

SCREECHY VIOLIN PLAYING STARTS

Ooh, what's that itchity, screechity noise?

Ooh.

Hi, Rupert!

Hiya!

He-he-he!

RECORDER STARTS TO PLAY

Huh?

He-he-he! Ah.

-Hiya, Mia!

-Hiya!

-SYNTHESIZER STARTS TO PLAY

-Eh?

Wow!

Hiya, Gavin!

Hiya!

AN ALARM SOUNDS

He-he-he!

-GUITAR STARTS TO PLAY

-Ooh!

Ooh.

Hiya, Denzel!

Hi, Boj!

Amazing.

-Ow!

-Oh!

-Hello, Boj.

-Ooh, Mr Cloppity, what's that?

-It's the stage for the Giggly gig.

-Wow!

You'll all be standing on it

so everyone can see you as you perform your music.

Yes, and I can see everyone from up here too.

Ba-ba-ba-ba!

Do you like my Boj-y boogying, Mr Cloppity?

Oh, I certainly do, Boj.

But you'll need to practice this for the concert.

This is your music for the Cloppity concerto.

Everyone's learning it.

Whoa!

GUITAR STARTS TO PLAY

-Ooh, like that, Mr Cloppity. Like Denzel.

-Yes, something like that.

THE GUITAR STRING SNAPS

DENZEL: Oh, no!

Oh, that doesn't sound good.

Ah, Boj, am I glad to see you!

-It's broken!

-What is it, Dr Woof?

You'd better come in.

Denzel, there's someone to see you.

Hey, Denzel, what's happened to your guitar? It's all squished sposhed.

-I sat on it.

-With his own bottom.

-Oops!

Oh, I'll never be able to play at Mr Cloppity's Giggly gig now.

-Can't you fix it?

-No, it's really, really broken.

Oops.

Hmm. Whoa!

I've got a Boj-a-boom idea. Meet me at my house.

DR WOOF CLEARS HIS THROAT

-We use the door, Boj.

-Oops, sorry.

See you. He-he-he!

Sorry you and Mum won't be able to see me play today, Dad.

Of course we will, Denzel. Boj has got one of his ideas.

Off you go and see what he's got planned.

Oh!

Poor Denzel's squish sposhed his guitar

but I've got a Boj-a-boom idea that'll soon have him playing again.

Let's get Boj-ing!

Here you go, Denzel. This might look like pan lids but...

..they're crashy cymbals!

That's brilliant!

Yay!

Hey, Boj-o. Making music?

Yes. Denzel needs something to play for the Giggly gig and so do I.

Everything has a bit of music in it, Denzel.

Mimi's right, check out my pasta shakers. Wahoo, yeah!

-Ba-da-da-da!

-Ba-da-da-da!

-Yay!

-Making music is crash bash plinky plonk bingy bonga boom!

This is great. It really is.

But it's not my guitar.

-Then let's make one.

-How are we going to do that?

With a bit of Boj-ing! You just need a shoebox and some elastic bands.

-Really?

-Really, really, really!

One shoebox guitar.

He-he-he! You can make music with almost anything.

Wow!

Now, remember everyone, you are all here to have fun

and do my Cloppity concerto proud, of course.

Aren't stages clever?

-Everyone can see you up there.

-Y-yes.

And you can see everyone down here too.

-ALL:

-Hello!

-Ooh.

-What's up, Denzel?

-Everyone will be watching me, I'm scared.

But they're not just watching you, they're watching us all.

All together.

-ALL:

-Hiya!

-See?

-That's an interesting instrument, Denzel.

-It's my new guitar.

-And your instrument, Boj?

Oops, I forgot about mine!

Don't worry, Denzel.

I'll join you all soon!

Ooh, look, Brucie. Look at Denzel's new guitar.

I can't wait to hear Gavin on his Syntheomatic 5,000.

It's quite an instrument, you know.

Oh, stop twanging your brother's whiskers!

-Live music, Mimi, you can't beat it.

-A treat for the earios, Pops.

Welcome, dear parents, to the Giggly gig.

Ah, yes, the joy of seeing your child on stage

taking their first wee steps into the spotlight's harsh glare.

For aren't we all mere players on this stage called life?

Playing the Cloppity concerto, your children!

-Wahoo!

-Wahoo, yeah!

-Come on!

-Wahoo!

And one, two, three, two, two, three.

SYNTHEOMATIC MAKES A LOUD NOISE

Oops, sorry, that was me.

-Once again...

-Ooh!

-...the Cloppity...

-Ooh!

-Denzel?

-Sorry, Mr Cloppity, but Boj isn't here.

-Ach, how could we forget Boj?

Hmm. I'm afraid we'll just have to start without him.

One, two, three.

Two, two, three.

-Oh, my.

-Ooh, these upsiders have some funny music, Mimi.

Where's Boj got to?

We need him and his new instrument to liven things up!

SLIGHT APPLAUSE

Thank you. Thank you.

And now for a nice long piece.

MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENT STARTS TO PLAY

-Boj! You made it.

-Is everybody ready?

-Wahoo! Yeah! Ha-ha.

-Come on!

Oh, welcome, Boj and what is this you'll be playing?

Well, I couldn't decide what instrument to make

so I made them all.

Brilliant! What's it called?

It's my crash bash plinky plonk binky bonga boomer! Listen.

Oh!

Well, it's certainly different. Yes, it's really quite groovy.

# Everybody get up on your feet

# It's time to dance to the big Boj beat

# The big Boj beat, it's a musical treat

# Put your hands in the air for the big Boj beat

# You can do the hand clap

# You can do the foot tap

# You can do the sugar shaker

# You can do the flap jack

# Everybody get up on your feet

# It's time to dance to the big Boj beat

# The big Boj beat is a musical treat

# Put your hands in the air for the big Boj beat

# Everybody get up on your feet,

# It's time to dance to the big Boj beat

# The big Boj beat is a musical treat

# Put your hands in the air for the big Boj beat! #

Yay! Making music is crash bash plinky plonk bingy bonga boom!