Well now I understand!
My heritage is in the Scots-Irish vicinity. I like movies like braveheart because I can imagine, as most males and their ego's would, like to think that I would have fought and decimated the whole british nation with a fishing pole because my wife was killed by some asshole. That said, the typical Scottish warbling music that goes along with the background of the movie puts you in the feel of the time period and compliments the action. I mean you don't really hear it but you know it's there and you're fine with it.

On the other hand....

Sitting at work with no context to Ireland or William Wallace or Scotland, Scot-towels, Mel-fookin-Gibson or anything of that genre, and listening to an entire Cd's worth of that goddamn river dance music will drive a person to homicide. No wonder those guys lambasted most of Northern England, the music drove them up the fuckin wall!

I say this because the latest rich, musical tapestry that Chuck is trying to paint in our room is that violin-flute music thats all the rage with no armed dancers and deaf people. I didn't dislike it before, I kind of liked it as the score to bloodfest 2000 braveheart. But I'm seriously about to river dance to the nuthouse after I go around bonkin people on the head with Maxwell's silver hammer.

Keeerist!

Wednesday, Jan. 14, 2004 5:17 P.M.



'm hearing : my own ears bleeding

I'm eating: my tongue

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