A flip book to make a rainbow in your hands, by Masahi Kawamura. So simple it’s stupid … but you didn’t think of it, did you? You can get one at Utrecht.
I thought about trying to get a pillow fight going in Charlottesville—last year was the first I’d heard of the one in SF. But then I missed Valentine’s Day and figured I’d have to wait till next year. I just learned last week that International Pillow Fight Day is March 22.
So I’m getting together a Pillow Fight in Charlottesville … or trying. Cville is a small city, and I don’t know that many people to spread the word. If you know people here or are members of any sort of group, help me spread the word!
Update:
Mom translated the words for me!
First you need to know that Edo, or Ooedo, is the old school name for Tokyo (like Constantinople became Istanbul … or something). Lake Biwa (”Biwa-ko”) is the biggest lake in Japan. And according to wikipedia it’s also the world’s 3rd oldest lake. The performers are a for-realz traditional japanese “band”.
English:
We went to Lake Biwa, to visit the Benzaiten Shrine
Getting off the night shift, also to relax in the Onsen
For a special treat with a lot of beautiful women, with a lot of drinks
Polishing our voice to sing the Kiyari (traditional songs that firemen used to sing), with
Firemen of Ooedo the sky is clear
Firemen of Ooedo
In a shack by Lake Biwa, a play was being performed
Shall we go in to enjoy, since we are not in a hurry?
The touring actors all the way from Edo
Used an open flame, and a fire started,
Now we’re up.
Firemen for the fire, fire in the sky
Firemen for the fire
Japanese (with furigana cuz I can’t read worth a crap):
俺たちゃ琵琶湖に行った 弁財天詣でさ(おれたちゃびわこにいった べんざいてん もうでさ)
夜詰めの当番済ませて 湯治も兼ねて(よづめのとうばんすませて とうじもかねて)
たまには上美女揃えて 杯重ねて(たまにはじょうびじょそろえて さかずきかさねて)
木遣りの声にも磨きを あてて帰ろうか(きやりのこえにもみがきを あててかえろうか)
大江戸の火消し 空も晴れ晴れ (おおえどのひけし そらもはればれ)
大江戸の火消し (おおえどのひけし そらもはればれ)
Smoke on the Water:
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn’t have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky, smoke on the water
They burned down the gamblin’ house,
It died with an awful sound
and Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky, smoke on the water
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We make a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know, I know we’ll never forget
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky ,smoke on the water
There probably used to be tags for this post. Sorry, it\'s broken. Posted in interw3b videos | 1 Comment »
If this music doesn’t elicit some kind of memory or emotion, don’t bother with the rest of this post:
From College Humor, a series about the Street Fighters, ten years later. “Tigerrr. Tigerrrr. TIgrupppercut!” I totally remember pausing to peek at Chun-Li’s panties.