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Warning: If you stay here long enough you will gain weight! Grazing here strongly suggests that you are either omnivorous, or a glutton. And you might like cheese-doodles.
BTW: I'm presently searching for another person who likes cheese-doodles.
Please form a caseophilic line to the right. Thank you.

Friday, May 12, 2017

HEAR THE PARASITE!

The weekend a few days ago infected a friend with something he cannot shake. Specifically, an earworm. And I am to blame. He was happily smoking his pipe (a bent Charatan of excellent old briar) when I cruised into youtube and found the precise tune for another visitor.

Vadim is from Odessa. Naturally some songs suggested themselves.

MY LITTLE LEMONS!

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bgzbbdFK-2o.]

I am always a sucker for sleazoid Slavic types and gangster songs.
Millionchiki is about striving for that big pot of gold.
This song I know because of e-kvetcher.

It was followed by the Lake Biwa Lament.

BIWAKO AIKA

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wNmTIBP7AQI.]

Several university students drowned while rowing.
Sad. Long time ago.

Seeing as Vadim was in a stinky mood, one more.

HERE MURKY MURKY MURKY!

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCKfZcPObKE.]

Murka is about a woman gangster who has to be whacked because oh heavens she's fallen for a cop, and can't be trusted no more.

There's a sexual undercurrent to the song.
But she gets killed.
Sad.


So, something cheerful and full of hope.

ONE BLACK ONE WHITE ONE ...

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDKhcCwCHi0.]

See, this is why you don't want me disc-jockeying at your party. At least one of the musical stylings might be off-kilter.
Not safe for the kiddies.


Speaking of off-kilter, perhaps even worse than the one previous.

SATURDAY NIGHT IS YOUR DAY!

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh84x7LuPEQ.]

By the same token, you don't ever want me babysitting your brats or singing at your karaoke party.

Something rousing to cap it off.


IT'S A CAT, IT'S A PLANE, IT'S A BRITISHER!

[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXVVjNav2Uw.]

In direct consequence of myself being in charge of the music, Vadim bought some more pipe tobacco, Martin had an earworm that lasted several days and lost a pipe tool in the parking lot, and the cigar smokers may have left earlier than they intended.

I never even got a chance to play one of my favourite tunes!


THE SONG FOR YOUR DEPARTURE!
[SOURCE: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqdxBh4ZUeM.]

The sovereign people advance!


In between dealing with cigar-smokers and catering lovingly to the pipe men, I fantasized about breasts, such as are shown in the image above.
Revolution always makes me think of nipples.
Saucy, French, and rubicund.
It's natural.

That was last weekend.

The pipe club meets this Sunday.

I can hardly wait.


I think Martin's earworm might have been Russian.


But really, it's a complete crap-shoot.

Could have been anything.




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2 Comments:

  • At 2:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Now that that Trump and Putin are BFFs, you should introduce the cigars smokers at the lounge to the Soviet National Anthem. It's not just for Lefties anymore.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yDrtNEr_5M

    M

     
  • At 6:14 PM, Blogger The back of the hill said…

    I already have. Problem is, that when I played several German marches from the you-know-what era, they thought it was Russian communist music. Anything in Russian usually got praised as opera.

    They're not quite morons.
    But close. Real close.

     

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