I hope you'll agree that clip is in a class of its own; utterly bonkers, but wonderfully exhuberant:
My eyes....THEY HURT. What was that.
Posted by Rupan Bal on Tuesday, 9 June 2015
It deepens like a coastal shelf
My eyes....THEY HURT. What was that.
Posted by Rupan Bal on Tuesday, 9 June 2015
12 comments:
Ahem (the missing link)
Actually, perhaps it's just something to do with my server - there was briefly something there just now that might have been a link and then it vanished.
The link is there if you poke around.
This is actually pretty standard fare on the Indian TV channels we get here in Singapore. My wife actually likes the movies which always have dance routines like this. The fight scenes are even funnier with a little fat guy like in this video beating up gangs of people twice his size.
It's always good to see a male lead who's a little out of shape. For me, the main attraction is the utter absurdity of it all: the juxtaposition of animals, disco dancing and Busby Berkeley-style routines, plus the catchy ohrwurm of the song. I genuinely love it.
I missed the last post, unusualy - because I do look out for them. If blogging has become a chore and you feel you have no time for it then obviously stop, but if you can bare to carry on please do. For what it's worth not only do I not find your writing or posts stale, but I think they've got better over the last couple of years. I too would miss these posts if you stopped.
I'm only a recent follower but I love the way your posts make me laugh - so I'll be happy to read them as long as you can take the time from r/l to write them!
Kaggsysbookishramblings
Slightly late, but selfishly, please keep writing and sharing it with us. It doesn't matter how often (because life tends to be a bit overwhelming anyway), but cyberspace isn't a bad spot to escape and have a virtual room of one's own. And your writing remains fresh and your reflections resonate.
BTW, did you know Robert Graves was a rock climber?
And thank you for what will certainly be weeks of cold-sweat nightmares! Seriously, though, you have to keep writing so I can keep stealing stuff like "I'd rather walk through a building on fire than dance in public."
Steerforth, we do understand how hard it is to be brilliant all the time, but as Erika said, we all selfishly look forward to hearing from you, whenever you have time to post. Take care and God bless, xoxox Carol
Looks very much like your huge fan-club will not let you go gently into the good night or anywhere else. I've always felt that your pastimes, and the blog that so beautifully describes them, are a form of reverse-evolution, consuming time and lucre as a way of making yourself less capable, less evolved. My own efforts on Dabbler say little or nothing about myself, simply my opinions on a subject that seemingly has no boundaries. Years ago I comforted myself with the thought that although I only received a handful of 'comments', the subject matter was so specialized that most folk felt unable, or unwilling to say much more than I had. Now, a few years down the pike, I get almost no comments (save your's!) but keep myself going in the certain knowledge that although very few readers get anything out of my ramblings, I get enormous pleasure out of teaching myself a little more about the subject every time I write something. Of the blogs I read, your own is the first I turn to and by some measure the most enjoyable. I havn't begged for about 50 years but today I am begging you not to quit. Remember Kierkegaard 'life can only be lived forwards and understood backwards...
Thank you Mahlerman for your kind words of encouragement, which mean a lot to me.
As far as your Dabbler posts are concerned, I always look forward to them and find your anonymity quite tantalising - I'd love to know more. The 'handful' of comments you receive are a reflection of the subject matter rather than the quality of the posts - when I occasionally have the nerve to write a post about classical music, the silence is usually deafening. I suspect that most people who read your posts respond to them, but don't feel familiar enough with the subject to feel that they have anything pertinent to say.
I really enjoy the chance to read someone else's observations about music and I always come away having learned something, so I hope that you will continue your fortnightly Dabbler posts for many years to come.
one pound fifty ? .... better count your teeth !
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