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| A young Clarence Pune [left - Ed.] politely arrests notorious maple syrple bootlegger Velma Kowznofski in shadow of majestic Rocky Mountains. Note split beaver chaps. |
Canadia! Home of Majestic Rocky Mountains [so called because they're made of rocks - Ed.]; Majestic Canadian Pacific, which is not a ocean, like you might reasonably expect, but a train; Majestic Mounted Police of Canadia (they don't have cars yet, and horse-powered "Mountie" easily apprehends swag-laden miscreant); Majestic Lumberjacks, having sex with mooses in cabins made of lumbers chewed down by beavers; Majestic Clarence Pune, National Emblem of Maple Syrple; and last and possibly least Majestic, The Seams, jangle-pop sensation Toronto Teens aver "better than The Beetles!".
These guys is pretty obscure, even on an internet, but here they are. You gots to love a group what calls its first album Meet The ... and its second ["sophomore effort", Shirley? - Ed.] Another Side Of ...
Today's loadup sponsored by the National Film Board Of Canadia, a non-profit organisation devoted to making joyless, life-sapping abstract cartoons about industrial processes and the funny side of the Dewey Decimal System.
Loaddup after I've gone back to bed and woken up again after the usual mind-numbingly tedious dreams about being lost in a strange city that makes no sense looking for the railway station and getting involved with a bunch of vaguely recognisable weirdoes who steal the tickets.
ReplyDeleteHey! Tell us about YOUR dreams about being lost in a strange city that makes no sense looking for the railway station and getting involved with a bunch of vaguely recognisable weirdoes who steal the tickets!
Thanks for your interest in our listening habits. You always make a fine contribution in that area. Now get some sleep, youse mug.
ReplyDeleteI was almost born in Canadia - in Toronto - and regret my parents' move back to the UK. I could of bin a lumberjack or a mountie, instead of just a bum, which is what I am.
Delete"Are my seams straight?" - a question from the Golden Years of H'wood:
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I wasn't born in Canadia, at least I don't think I was. However, a solicitor has just had to do some money laundering checks on me and has classified me as a potentisl PEP (Politically Exposed Person) when he found someone who is the son a Canadian politician with the same name as me and the same date of birth.
DeleteWho would have thought that there could be two people called Nobby born y
The other night I dreamt I was working in a book store, and I was searching isles and isles of books for a vaguely recognizable customer, and couldn't find it. While I was searching for the book, I heard the customer screaming, "WHERE'S MY BOOK!.....WHERE THE HELL IS IT?" I also remember at one point, my Aunt Claire, (who passed in the late 90s) was trying to help me find the book.
ReplyDeleteMy Mother was born in Québec City.
The feeling of having lost something, searching fruitlessly for it, is common to many dreams (including the lost railroad station/tickets/paperwork variation). Dreaming is our own rudimentary A.I. at work. I've "followed" dreams from deep sleep up through the shallows to the point where they continue as background to the earliest waking consciousness, when the waking self kicks in and starts remembering dreaming, rather than experiencing it. Dreaming may be a continuous mental process we're not aware of when awake because waking consciousness drowns it out, like an unheard radio frequency; there, but not strong enough to pick up.
DeleteSometimes, I'll remember an acquaintance, co-worker or someone I was friendly with from the past, and a few nights later, they turn up in a dream.
DeleteIt connects the other way around, too. See if you can snag a copy of An Experiment With Time, by JW Dunne:
Deletehttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/An_Experiment_with_Time
Ohh look!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/An_Experiment_with_Time
Clarence Pune was "The Heat"? Wow.
ReplyDeleteThey don't call it "the heat" in Canadia: it's "the warmth".
Deleteno one ever shows up in my dreams but there's quite a large crowd in my regrets.
ReplyDelete*pats DEPRAVOS consolingly on shoulder*
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ReplyDeleteAnd a damn good thing it was, too, if your next one is anything to go by.
DeleteI recently dreamed that I was in a strange city where an elderly gentleman was desperately searching for the railway station and looking at me a bit quizzically as if he recognized me from some place so I approached him and made off with his tickets which he wasn't clever enough to keep zipped in his trousers. Sorry about that!
ReplyDeleteWhy, you young whippersnapper, for two cents I'd ... I'd ... how old are you anyway, swamp dweller?
DeleteAt the tender age of 57 I represent the Island's juvenile demographic.
DeleteI think our token juvenile delinquent One Buck Guy is even younger.
DeleteLast night, I dreamt about a hot dog chasing a bagel through the Lincoln Tunnel. I guess I was hungry.
ReplyDeleteAncient joke.
Last night, I dreamt I was eating a giant marshmallow. Woke up and my pillow was gone.
DeleteThere's a sort of similar one in the UK about throwing a sausage into the Mersey Tunnel.
DeleteHere's some unpleasantness from 1977 on the subject.
Deletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrzENjzd7Mg
"Making love to The Mersey Tunnel With a sausage, have you ever been to Liverpool? "
DeleteAlways disliked the Stranglers. Ageing pub rockers affecting punk vocals. Great bass playing though but.
Off-topic here, but has anyone listened to this swell combo yet? Reminds me of the Sneetches more than somewhat, which is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteI have, and I like it. They wear their Velvet Underground influence on their sleeves (in a good way). I've heard the song 'Lemonade' before, probably on WFMU, which is a listener-supported, independent radio station in the New York/New Jersey metropolitan area.
DeleteI never heard a band influenced by the Velvet Underground that I didn't like more than the Velvet Underground.
DeleteThank you for expanding my horizons, however false & foamy they might be. The Seams are gorgeously post-REM jangly. So we know what they mamas & daddies was listening to on the "fateful night." (Why does nobody draw a huge 45esque big-tip Sharpie line from the Byrds to this? The closest was when Michael Stipe credited Big Star as an influence.)
ReplyDeleteOh well, forgive me for being on-topic or off-topic.
/me points accusingly at a disposable vape.
Mr. Cyberstar here posts the kind of comment youse other bums would do well to study and use as a template for your own contributions.
DeleteNot quite 'lost in a strange city that makes no sense', but last nights dream involved me climbing down a steep zig-zag hill path and at some point to avoid another zig-zag climbed over an abandoned moss covered car to save time, the car shook wildly, I turned round to see that there were people inside the car - that's when I woke up.
ReplyDeleteMy dreams are almost exclusively anxiety based, often involving trying to get somewhere, and sometimes trains are involved.
"We're all dreaming the same dream ..." - Roller Maidens From Outer Space. Freud would have said we're trying to find our way back into the womb, or possibly out of it. He unfortunately put way too much emphasis on sexual symbolism, which is what he's remembered for (and he's remembered less and less, but his more mystical twin C.G. Jung is completely forgotten).
DeleteGone but not forgotten -- pretty much my psychology go to as well.
DeleteRoller Maidens From Outer Space, that is; their pioneering work on individuation, synchronicity, and the collective unconscious was revolutionary!
It was 33 and a third, MrDave!
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