Flaming Tamale
Other than helping people Get Paid For Blogging Flaming Tamale has a secret life as a maracas player for a hip Cuban dance band. Dressed in frilly shirts and a large hat Flaming Tamale wows them with the unique speed metal maracas playing. The act is so impressive that it has been known to bring large crowds to silence in awe of the complexity of playing.
Dem links…
BOMS is up for the week as is the Carnival of Cordite. Britbloggers are a day late but still good. And there is always the Carnival of the Vanities for some link goodness.
Oh and Faster than the World has gone all online magazine with 20 contributors and lots of different features each week. Well worth a look.
Comments are off for this postEthical banking?
Those of you are concerned with ethical banking my be interested in checking out online banking with Smile. They have a strong ethical policy and claim to offer better deals because they are not on the stock exchange and thus beholden to shareholders. I have to say I am a bit sceptical and generally find ethical banking is an excuse to support cause I don’t believe in. As far as the not being beholden to their stockholders; I am not one to bash shareholders as I think are a good influence on businesses. Make up your own mind and check out Smile.
Goodbye, Girl
...one memorable scene from “Dixie Chicks: Shut Up and Sing” shows the singers watching a news report on President Bush’s reaction to their infamous on-stage comment. In the report, Bush says ‘’the Dixie Chicks are free to speak their mind,’’ adding, ‘’they shouldn’t have their feelings hurt just because some people don’t want to buy their records when they speak out. You know, freedom is a two-way street.’’ After watching this footage, Maines then repeats the president’s comment and says, ‘’What a dumb f—-.’’ She then looks into the camera, as if addressing Bush himself, and reiterates, ‘’You’re a dumb f—-.’‘
Stinging riposte, that.
I wasn’t surprised by Natalie Maines’ initial remarks. She radiates a certain porcine self-absorption that does not testify to her having thought through big issues, probably because she might suffocate when she forgot to breathe. I noted at the time that the other members of the group—Emily Robison and Martie Seidel—were curiously quiet.
I was inclined to think that even if they didn’t disagree with Maines’ sentiments, at least they had the sense that this was going to be potentially a career-killer.
How wrong I was. After the bottom fell out of some of the US dates on their latest tour, the Chicks added some stops in Canada, prompting the CBC to do a 15-minute interview with them on the national newscast. Because, as we know, the mission of the CBC is to “tell Canadians’ stories to each other.” Or something like that.
The interviewer was Carole MacNeil, if I recall; and let me tell you, it was a an estrogen-powered gigglefest reminiscent of your average slumber party (minus fixing each others’ hair) with Robison and Seidel handily winning the Uh, Duh karaoke competition.
I take it all back, Natalie. You truly are the “brains” behind The Dixie Chicks. For whatever that’s worth.
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