Ah! viva la espana

Een fijn voorbeeld van het Nederspaans in het Geheugen van Nederland: ‘k Ben een onverschwartze Espagnolos Kijk naar mijn bolos, als roet zoo zwart Zie ik een aardig meisje met mijn blikkos Voel ik de prikkos, hier in mijn hart ‘k Ben van beroep torero in Sevilla Ik steek de bandrilla de stieren in d’r…

Wanted

MP3 of Burl Ives’ recording of Lavender Cowboy (“He died with his six-guns a-smoking, and only two hairs on his chest”). Talk to me here.

Trombonism

Definition: A tendency to express banal and obvious concepts pompously and loudly. Example: The practice of freedom, as for example on La Stampa, constitutes nothing more than the blasts of shareholder trombonism, by now reduced to a state of pure nostalgia, but hoisted as a club against dangerous and sulphurous revisionism. (Il Foglio; either my…

The Calathumpian Band and its horse-fiddle, great trombone and gyastacutas

Slightly off-topic, but irresistible, from Henry Hiram Riley‘s pseudo-ethnography, Puddleford and its people (New York, 1854): Another amusement, frequent in the country, was the turn-out of the ‘Calathumpian Band.’ … No one knew exactly who its members were; but they were always on hand, soon after a wedding, in full uniform, with all their instruments…

Good video site

I’m looking at setting up a pornohop group and found http://www.milkandcookies.com while looking for an MP3 of that classic, I wanna fuck you in the ass. Unfortunately the link doesn’t work. I originally had the song on a compilation of filthy hiphop given to me by some grubby French person, which may have been purged…

Back-to-front and upside-down

It’s not just texts in furrin languages that I sing without hearing the meaning. For some reason, from when we learnt it as kids as a function of some education director’s dawning multicultural flushblush to now, I’ve always sung “My heart is down,/my head is turning around,/I had to leave a little girl in Kingston…

Why are tranny shows here crap?

A while later, some of us did a cameo somewhere else in a tranny cabaret show. As S observed, tranny shows here (at least the ones that appear in public theatres with subsidies) are all the same and have more to do with religious ritual–Easter in Seville, Castro speeches–than art, intellect or invention: men acquire…

Life Parade

The gig we got conned into yesterday was something calling itself Life Parade, basically a crackpot collective from the fascist-left fringe. As is usual in such cases, public numbers were significantly lower than those of the state-financed sponsoring entities which, for some reason, people refer to as non-governmental organisations. There was the usual hysterical anti-employment…