A Sheffield classic remastered

Sheffield has a rich musical history… actually before I start – if you’re one of those readers who closes the page at the first mention of music, can I just say that this video has been sent to me by several people – including two who freely admit that they are readers who close the page at the first mention of music.

So this might be a bit different.

Sheffield has a rich musical history, including the like of Def Leppard, ABC, Arctic Monkeys, Little Man Tate, The Longpigs, Bring Me The Horizon, Pulp, Heaven 17 and The Human League. So it’s unsurprising that when looking for a Christmas single, local boys The Everly Pregnant Brothers (you may remember them from My Chip Pan’s On Fire) chose to cover a local song in a local style.

Dunt Tha Want Mi? is what the 1981 Christmas number 1 from The Human League should have been called. Local dialect, in’t it?

Add a bit of Jingle Bells and there’s a surefire South Yorkshire classic, done right.

Truth be told, I felt that this might be a bit niche for all but the most Sheffield of my readers, but apparently it’s storming up the online streaming charts nationwide in Blighty, so they must be doing something right.

Thoughts welcome.

Suspicious…

Only in SA does the Organ Donor Foundation get in touch to give you “road safety tips” just ahead of the traditional carnage of the festive season…

The first one is “use a sharp object to cut your brake lines”, and the second “always wait until you are really tired before starting a long journey”.

But obviously, there’s absolutely no ulterior motive here.
Obviously.

 

On a more serious note, the ODF do some amazing work and yes, you should be registered with them.
Go and do it. And tell your family when you have.

The Biscuit Man Is Gone

We’re lucky enough each to have our own methods of attaching to the internet here at Chez 6000, but that doesn’t mean that we don’t stray into each other’s territory every now and again.

I guess that’s what must have happened today, because I came back to my laptop this morning to find someone had been using it to write stuff. Both of the kids denied it was them, which isn’t great because it clearly was one or other of them (I guess they’re just a bit embarrassed because it’s “uncool”), but creativity – especially during the school holidays – is always to be applauded.

Anyway, one of them has written a poem called The Biscuit Man Is Gone – I’m not quite sure what it’s about, but I’m going to share it here anyway.

The Biscuit Man Is Gone

The Biscuit Man Is Gone.
I went to where He was, but found the
Gate closed.
I cried for Him, but there was
No sign.
I searched all of the rooms, but He is
Not there.
The Biscuit Man Is Gone, and I am
So sad.

Interesting cadence, and an almost religious slant to it.
Presumably ‘The Biscuit Man’ is any given deity and the writer is struggling to keep faith in the absence of evidence, answers or support.

Wow. That’s quite deep. My kids are only 12 and 10. I’m impressed.

Right. Anyway. I must get going: lots to do today, starting with getting all this dog hair off my desk chair. Weird.

Good advice from the EFF

There’s no political party that speaks for me. Some have good ideas (some don’t), some have decent people working within them (some don’t), some are doing a good job (some aren’t).

They all have their drawbacks.

Much like all the others, the EFF obviously sees itself as the voice of a certain group of people. I am not one of them. A situation that I think suits us both. It doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy their press releases though. Such as this one from the Gauteng branch, complaining that some troublemakers are up to no good.

Fighters must always be super vigilant by not allowing nefarious elements to infiltrate our structures on the ground as an attempt to delegitimise our revolutionary and radical programmes… All Fighters must guard against mischief; protect the movement and its wholesome integrity, across the province.

Thing is, while it’s comical (jou ma se “wholesome integrity”) and full of self-important and reactionary rhetoric, I quite like the idea behind it.

Apply this – not to EFF ground staff, but to your life – and suddenly it makes a whole lot more sense. None of us should be letting nefarious elements infiltrate our structures, sullying our good name and delegitimising our actions. Christians do this sort of thing with Satan. Same same.

Also, ensure that your uninfiltrated structures know how organised programmes of your organisation are organised: as the EFF in Gauteng tell us:

Structures of the EFF know how programmes of the organisation are organised.

You can’t put it more simply than that. And talking of communication, make sure that mostly all of the programmes you’re doing is verifiable. No point in unverified programmes.

Mostly, all our programmes are verifiable with all [uninfiltrated] structures of the leadership of the [organised] organisation.

Mostly, all my blog posts are great.

Mostly.

Keep on keeping on, EFF.
Your media statements continue to be a joy to read.

Satanic clothing line from Satanic singer

News today that Céline “Sicky” Dion’s new clothing line for kids, Celenununu, has been described as “definitely Satanic” by certain elements of the Catholic church should come as no surprise to anyone.

Not least because the Catholic church has a long history of calling anything they don’t like or understand “Satanic”, but also because Céline Dion is the Devil incarnate, as amply demonstrated by the demonic screeching sound emanating from her cakehole with terrifying regularity.

While not being a believer in the occult or follower of any sort of religion I’ve long advocated that some sort of exorcism process should be inflicted carried out on Ms Dion, as whatever malevolent spirit is possessing her is clearly causing her – and anyone listening to her – great pain.

It’s both brave and welcome of the National Catholic Register’s spokesangel Patti Armstrong to step up and state that Céline and her clothing line are the work of Beelzebub.

Monsignor John Esseff, who’s been a Catholic priest for 65 years and an exorcist at Pennsylvania’s Diocese of Scranton for more than 40 years explained that the major issue with the clothing line was its (Satanic) gender neutrality:

The devil is going after children by confusing gender. When a child is born, what is the first things we say about that child? It’s a boy, or it’s a girl. That is the most natural thing in the world to say. But to say that there is no difference is Satanic.

And, if you subscribe to the hypothesis that the idea of gender neutrality is Satanic, then Céline Dion’s self-confessed gender neutral clothing line for kids is indeed completely Satanic.

The adverts for the clothing line do nothing to dispel the allegations either:

CELINUNUNU dropped their official ad for the partnership on November 13. It shows Dion breaking into a children’s hospital wing and blowing black glitter on newborns that eventually erases all signs of pink and blue.

Blowing black glitter at babies?

Burn her at the stake.

One of the funniest aspect of all this is that Satanists – represented in this case by Lucien Greaves, spokesperson and co-founder of The Satanic Temple – clearly don’t want their good name sullied by associated with Sicky:

On the face of it, the charge that Céline Dion is spreading Satanism by way of her gender-neutral clothing line is absurd.

Even while wanting to take a pop at their (im)mortal enemy of the Catholic church, Satanist are trying to distance themselves from the dreadful “singer”.

As far as I know, Céline Dion has no explicit ties to Satanism, nor do I believe she views her own clothing line as implicitly endorsing a Satanic viewpoint.

“Don’t blame us, guv.”

We tried to reach Satan for official comment, but because He doesn’t exist (and also because we’d used up all our candles during the loadshedding), we were unable to do so.