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Hip Hop for Seniors – and Cultivation Rap

25 Monday Nov 2019

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The front line lady WITHOUT the cane at the start …. is 96, yo !

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OK, well, I have to admit that I personally cannot stand rap music – I hesitate to call it music at all – especially that misogynist shit, but this hip hop clip inspired me to look and listen to rap from a senior perspective.

It strikes me that the kind of rap coming out of black ghettos in the so called United States is every kind of bad. But I thought, maybe if the topic was not so much violence against gangsta hoes but a topic closer to senior sensibilities, we could be onto some kin d of connection that might drag the fans of Ray Coniff Orchestra and Geoff Harvey’s Big Band (the late great Geoff Harvey … or was it Jeff ?) into the 21st century.

So, for your pleasure, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Cultivation-Rap.

C-Rap for Gardeners. (language warning).

I hate them fuckin aphids
Fuckin aphids, fuck eh,
Me an my crew gunna fuckin squash dem to a pulp
Fucken aphids, fucken aphids yo

An dem dirty fucken snails is de worstest fucken bugs
We’s gunna salt dair fucken arses
An squash dair fucken mugs.

We gunna shovel on some cow shit
Ta make de roses grow but mainly coz it pisses off

the fucken neighbours, yo  ep. ep. ep. yo.

Evictions R Us

24 Sunday Nov 2019

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The Latest from Pig-Tel Franchises. Get in at the Ground Level

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HRT

22 Friday Nov 2019

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Simulated picture of Granny – not to scale.

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Big ? Yes, Foodge. Big, You know a bit about women’s health, don’t you ? A bit, yes, Foodge. What’s troubling you ?

It’s about Granny. What is it about Granny, Foodge ? Well, she’s not herself. In fact she’s, um, er, quite a lot crankier than she usually is.

Really ? Yes, and she, um, er, is a bit, you know, demanding – in an um , er, you know, wink wink kind of way. Just saying.

Go on. Well, she went on some kind of HRT thing and I’m a bit worried that something’s not quite right.

So how did that come about, Foodge ?

Well, she went to see her women’s business doctor and he gave her a bunch of hormone pills. And as I was saying, Big, she’s not been herself – but she does seem to be turning into some bloke she met at … you remember when Merv had that mixed marital arts competition in the tent in the carpark… it was after that. And he said that he could get her the hormone pills a lot cheaper than from the Cook’s River Compounding Pharmacy.

” I see” said Big. “And is she working out ?” Yes, I think so, I don’t reckon she’s got this way by eating wedges and tidying up the Farrowing Crate Merlot leftovers.

“No, I guess not” said Big

How to Understand Shit

29 Tuesday Oct 2019

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Dear Patrons de la Salle de Porc,

Most of the time I am overwhelmed by the massive global turd fest and the powerful drive to right wing governments all over the fucking world.

FM and I have stopped watching the news on TV especially – which is what Germans would have done in the 1930s – if TV had been invented then. But I imagine with no knowledge of the topic that the presses were already polluted by the shit purveyed by our very own export fascist Merdeoch.

Fortunately some dude with a suspiciously kiwi accent has assembled a montage of Ken Loach and Stuart Lee putting to the sword the exceptionally difficult “fucked if you do, fucked if you don’t” issue of Brexit.

There is a brief reference from the narrator about some of Ken Loach’s work – that bears further exploration.

There, my friends, go at it !

Lots of fond regards

Emm.

John Steinbeck

19 Saturday Oct 2019

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Hi FoPAs. (Friends of Pig’s Arms)

When I was kid in primary school and later (as it so often turns out) in high school and university, I became an avid reader of John Steinbeck’s short stories.

My favourite, I think was Cannery Row set in Monterey and written around Steinbeck’s best friend, the marine biologist John Ricketts. The story is so beautifully written that I swear the pages are redolent of the fish passing through the cannery.

I was blissfully unaware that Steinbeck won the Nobel Prize for literature, joining another of my favourite writers – Hemingway

I visited Monterey many years ago in search of my hero, but it was a rushed trip and I was heading for home, down the fabled Ventura Highway from San Francisco to Los Angeles and then flying back to Sydney. As the documentary says, Steinbeck is now a celebrated son of Salinas County but it was not always so. The good burghers of Salinas had a history of burning his books for the crime of describing the famers as exploiting their workers – the Mexican fruit pickers and Oakies fleeing the dustbowl of the south eastern states.

It was not uncommon for Republicans to describe Steinbeck as a communist and while he no doubt had leftist sympathies, I doubt that he was a card carrying comrade.

But Steinbeck is big tourist business nowadays and all is apparently forgiven.

I hope you have the time and inclination to watch the documentary – and enjoy it as much as I did.

Cheers,

Emmjay

Just a Lump of Wood ?

03 Wednesday Jul 2019

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The science of firewood.  This is a piece of good quality stringybark.  It’s about a half a metre long and weighs between 10 and 25 kg.

All the wood that Charlie cut and split by hand was carefully measured and met these specs.  Why so particular ?

Stringybark is plentiful – apparently it’s the same species as Tassie Oak – which sounds a lot more furniture appropriate.  Burns slowly, hot and with minimal ash.  Good for home heating.

Weight – just a comfortable carry, large enough so that it won’t burn too quickly.

Length about 500mm.  Fits snugly in the burner that heats hot water and the in-floor heating system.  Also fits two rows in the trailer, weighing about a tonne – which the trailer can carry and the big quad bike/ small all purpose thing can pull up hills with three adults, one dog and a toddler- without spilling anything.

Stacks perfectly.  Small load lasts about a week depending on how cold it gets in the New England Ranges.

And you thought it was just dead trees!  But renewable dead trees if you have enough in reserve.

Our thanks to Emmlet 1, Charlie and Emmlet 1.1 for a wonderfully warm visit and the use of the “hopeless lumberjack’s splitter”.