Indeed there once was a time that a 'offside play' was made by a semi radical political party in the provincial electorial race and for a brief time the balance of power in the province was held by a crowd from Labrador. this was Revolution as far as the word on the street was concerned! There was much beating of chests and gnashing of teeth and all that sort of thing...until alas, it became much ado about nothing. But oh, the excitement...of course, I didn't really appreciate the subtle manipulations of politicians. Still don't.
I'm slowing down. But, I can't say enough about how nice our weather has been! Sorry about the delays between posts but life is interrupting at times...nothing can be done about that. All is well though, and the ideas are still coming. Just drawing time is limited...plodding on through anyways!
It's true, we sat around sometimes all evening, or until the nippers drove us on in out of it (yes that makes sense!). Discussions would vary from the superficial [Do you think so and so likes me?] to the deep deep deep [Do you think God likes me? or you?...how big is the universe??]. I'm reluctant to say but I still have some of those questions on my list...
I'm surprised that I had so much to say about this topic. I suppose that it played a big part in my formative musical years (that of nemisis!) that I have to arrive at some sort of closure...besides when I listen to some of the stuff nowdays, well...disco sucked, but it didn't leave heebie jeebie hives the way some of it does now! guess I still have hackles after all!
that's pretty much how it went. I wandered the musical landscape, soaking up style after style, enjoying hearing and (Jimi said it best!) experiencing all those fresh new sounds, played with enthusiasm and passion, until one day I realized that all music, played that way, was a good thing...and grudgingly I allowed that there even was a place for disco...not a big place, but a place none the less.
I have always been a music person. I like all forms and styles of music, from my own culture and from those of others...exotic instruments and beats! Wonderful. But I could never take to the 'thump thump thump' dance craze that took over the world (and the radio, and the clubs!). It just wasn't my thing. Lots of people loved it and took to dancing to disco like sheep take to following sheep, but I couldn't. Granted there were a few numbers that had enough 'oomph' to them to be tolerable but for the most part Disco really did Suck. I suspect it still does...I don't know for sure becasue I figured out how to avoid the joints that pandered to it.
A Rock 'n Roll footnote to the history of Disco that I'm compelled to mention is the Rolling Stones' "Some Girls" album. Now that was a breath of air in the disco vacuum. It was as though the Stones were saying "if you have to play disco, here's how it's done!".
I wonder how many of the by's have problems with their joints and knuckles now that they're all aged? Some of the torture they put themselves through was nuts! Imagine, trying to break bricks and planks with their hands?! What were they thinking? The only thing I like to break with my hand is the seal on a beer case for instance! A much wiser choice I believe.
The end of the movie would generally arrive following the carnage of the final showdown...Bruce would survey the bloody remains of his opponents, possibly save the lone hottie that really had nothing to do with the plot, and then grunt...then be seen running at a leisurely pace into the woods.
Until some other worthy opponent sprung from the darkness, prompting yet another blockbuster!
As soon as Bruce The Dragon Ninja Lee tasted blood he would unleash the worst beating we ever saw...ever! Our eyes would pop almost out of our heads! Squealing with rabid delight we would follow every well delivered punch or kick ot the bad guy's crotches and faces! Oh the joy of unbridled vengence he could produce!
I sometimes even stopped eating my popcorn! Respect!!
Kung Fu movies always had silly plot lines which nearly always included a young helpless female and her aged mother, and a lot of 'kicking completely off of heads'! Also, this genre had perfected the 'hanging motionless in the air before kicking someone's head completely off' and this was decades before The Matrix did the time control thing!
Yes, there were other Kung Fu films with notable ...'actors' but I can't remember any of their names. But they were terrible! Their lips moved differently from the sound we were hearing...the action was uninspired...and nobody wanted to pretend to be the star after the movie. In contrast, we ALL wanted to be Bruce Lee! He really brought unbelievable violence home to all of us! Today even, only Jackie Chan comes close to the charm and draw that Bruce had before his untimely death (that many consider to be a 'Conspiracy Theory' occurance!)