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Leonard Cohen Pancake Day Panegyric Parody

Padhraig Nolan Channels Leonard Cohen1

Padhraig Nolan at Yes, it’s Padhraig’s blog offers an homage to Pancake Day exquisitely cast in lyrics that are, one is immediately and intuitively certain, precisely those words Leonard Cohen would use were he to write such a holiday hymn. And, as a bonus, the song is convincingly rendered in a voice reminiscent of Cohen’s baritone, circa 1993, accompanied by guitar.

This may be the cleverest, funniest, most gratifying Leonard Cohen song parody of all time.

The audio track can be played below; the lyrics of and story behind this epic can be found at Poetry Bus: Pancake Day


Pancake Day by scalder

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  1. This material was initially posted at DrHGuy, Subsequently, I decided that Heck Of A Guy readers who, perhaps for religious reasons, eschew DrHGuy entries, should not be deprived of this superb entertainment experience and duplicated the material here. []

Leonard Cohen Vs The Sound System And Tiny Leonard Cohen Parody

Two quirky videos associated with  Leonard Cohen appeared on YouTube in the past 24 hours, vying to entertain Cohen fans between concert dates.

Leonard Cohen Vs The Sound System 1972


In this sequence from the 1972 tour, Leonard Cohen improvises a threatening song entreating the faulty sound system to function appropriately lest the singer be forced to ask for “the axe, the gun, or the dynamite” to solve the problem. The sound system, however, appears unintimidated, and the video ends with a physical battle being joined between microphone and icon-to-be.

I would judge the 90 second battle a draw although Mr Cohen’s ad lib melodic efforts do earn him a moral victory.

Leonard Cohen – Trouble With Sound System (Bird On A Wire)

Video from jmannen77
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Tiny Leonard Cohen Is – Well, He Does Seem Tiny

Leonard Cohen 1967

Tiny Leonard Cohen, a miniature simulacrum of the just-permed Leonard Cohen of the 1960s and 1970s, sings “The Bar Where Nobody Drinks,” a parody of the sort of Cohen song represented by  “Famous Blue Raincoat.”

The song opens with

Well, I’m sitting alone in a gloomy apartment
that looks out on a great New York street

While this doesn’t pass muster as sparkling wit,1 a recognizable Leonard Cohen imitator of whatever stature is rare enough to warrant a viewing.

Happily, Tiny Leonard Cohen is not only tiny but he is also brief. Rather than the three hour show Cohen typically gives, Tiny LC completes his performance in just over a minute.

Tiny Leonard Cohen – The Bar Where Nobody Drinks

Video from tinybenhales

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For those taken with the notion, the same YouTube channel offers Tiny Bob Dylan and Tiny Scott Walker.

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  1. I think the “gloomy Leonard Cohen song”  notion is at least partly at fault. I could see more comic possibilities, for example, in a Tiny Take on an rowdy rewrite of  “Closing Time” or a hyper-sleazy variation of “I’m Your Man.”  (And yes, I recognize I’ve descended from giving mock advice to Leonard Cohen to giving mock advice to his smaller scale impersonator. It’s all part of that working for your smile thing.) []

Onion News Reports On Google Opt-Out Village

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Onion News Network Precisely On Target

I’ve long had a thing for The Onion, the most reliable source of consistently high quality, insightful, clever, funny satire in text form. I hadn’t paid much attention, however, to the Onion News Network, their mock emulation of CNN and similar television news shows.

Today, however, I happened onto their report about Google’s “Opt-Out Village,” which is ostensibly Google’s heavy-handed alternative for those individuals who are reluctant to allow Google “access to their most private thoughts and feelings.”

The satire itself is marvelous. Onion writers have created a scenario that is outlandish in scale but precisely congruent in shape with the sort of solution Google might present to those with privacy complaints which challenge Google’s wisdom and omnipotence.

Opt-out Village mirrors, for example, Google’s strategy in scanning and indexing entire libraries of books to be served up online for Google’s benefit, offering authors and copyright holders a methodology to opt-out that some have described as arduous, obscure, and unfair. Regardless of ones feelings toward copyright protection, Google, or privacy concerns, the satire is devastating and hilarious.

I am most impressed, however, with the verisimilitude achieved by the CNN-inspired Onion News Network presentation, including the dead-on opening graphics that spin into view. (See image atop this post)

The clip features an anchor broadcasting from a set with the requisite background of  video screens, a graphic beneath identifying the news category, and, of course, an Onion New Network logo hogging the lower right corner.

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The anchor hands off the story to a “Tech Trends” correspondent who looks, in personal appearance and dress, like a tech correspondent.

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Note the plethora of tech-news graphics and nifty details such as the crawl beneath the main screen.

The Tech Trends correspondent does his story from a setting that one could easily believe is Google headquarters and interviews an individual one could easily believe is a Director at Google.

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Much of the story is conveyed by comic book graphics reminiscent of those used by Google to introduce their Chrome browser.

Comics graphic for Opt-Out Village

Comics graphic for Opt-Out Village

Comics graphic for Google Chrome browser introduction

Comics graphic for Google Chrome browser introduction

During the entire presentation, with the exception of perhaps a couple of moments, the actors stay in character, the tone is consistent, and the narrative flows in  linear fashion. The result?

The Onion News Network
makes the willing suspension of disbelief easy

Revenue-producing Commercial Or Satiric Opportunity?

The clip is preceded by a five second Coke commercial. If one wishes to see another clip or a re-run of this clip, a 30 second Coke commercial is to be endured. This is not part of the Onion satire, although I don’t see any reason it couldn’t be the topic of their next ONN report.

Onion News Network – Google Opt-Out Village Report


Google Opt Out Lets Users Protect Privacy By Moving To Remote Village

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Credit Due Department: I discovered the Onion News Network story about Google’s Opt-Out Village from  a post at Contentious.com.   Contentious.com, in turn, was alerted to this feature by West Seattle Blog.

Leonard Cohen’s Day Job – It’s The Funny Leonard Cohen Parody

Leonard Cohen’s distinctive voice and his stereotyped  characterization as the personification of gloom should  make him an easy target of deliciously wicked satires and parodies.

As it turns out – not so much. Most parodies of his music  are little more than a low, falsely raspy voice singing  about suicide. Now, on the surface that does look like a sure-fire laugh getter, but in reality most such performances run the range from unintelligible to dull.

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Austin Lounge Lizards

Leonard Cohen’s Day Job by the Austin Lounge Lizards is a happy exception to this rule. The humor obtains primarily from its skillful interweaving of Cohen’s titles and phrases into a story line that has Leonard Cohen working as an auto mechanic.

See if you agree – check out the video.

Anthonio Benito Wants To Spear My Life

While I planned to suspend blogging through Lady Lawanda’s illness, I just received an email which cries out for posting and does require me to operate under a deadline. I’ve copied and pasted it below in all its un-spellchecked glory:

The Threat

from Red Bullet Point
date Tue, May 27, 2008 at 4:09 AM
subject SOMEONE YOU CALL YOUR FRIEND, WANTS YOU DEAD.

SOMEONE YOU CALL YOUR FRIEND, WANTS YOU DEAD.

I felt very sorry and bad for you, that your life is going to end like this if you don’t comply, i was paid to eliminate you and I have to do it within 10 days. Someone you call your friend wants you dead by all means, and the person have spent a lot of money on this, the person also came to us and told us that he wants you dead and he provided us your names, photograph and other necessary information we needed about you.

If you are in doubt with this I will send you your name and where you are residing in my next mail. Meanwhile, I have sent my boys to track you down and they have carried out the necessary investigation needed for the operation, but I ordered them to stop for a while and not to strike immediately because I just felt something good and sympathetic about you. I decided to contact you first and know why somebody will want you dead by all means. Right now my men are monitoring you, their eyes are on you, and even the place you think is safer for you to hide might not be. Now do you want to LIVE OR DIE? It is up to you. Get back to me now if you are ready to enter deal with me, I mean life trade, who knows, and I might just spear your life, $12,000 is all you need to spend.

You will first of all pay $4,000 then I will send the tape of the person that want you dead to you and when the tape gets to you, you will pay the remaining $8,000. If you are not ready for my help, then I will have no choice but to carry on the assignment after all I have already being paid before now. Warning: Do not think of contacting the police or even tell anyone because I will extend it to any member of your family since you are aware that somebody want you dead, and the person knows some members of your family as well. For your own good I will advise you not to go out once is 7pm until I make out time to see you and give you the tape of my discussion with the person who wantyou dead then you can use it to take any legal action.

Good luck as I await your reply to this e-mail contact: redbulletpoint10@gmail.com

Mr.Anthonio Benito.

The Response

Dear Mr. Benito -

Although I hesitate to criticize a correspondent who is so concerned about my wellbeing, I feel I must offer some advice that I hope you will accept in the constructive spirit in which it is given.

While I am not well versed in the assassination biz, I do take some pride in my use of the written word to communicate effectively. I think you’ll find, for example, that careful spelling and adherence to grammatical standards will result in an altogether more intimidating missive. After all, if the intended victim believes you cannot execute a properly composed email message, how is that marked man to believe you can properly execute him?

As a matter of style, the use of all caps (e.g., “LIVE OR DIE” and “SOMEONE YOU CALL YOUR FRIEND, WANTS YOU DEAD”) is considered, at best, the kind of affectation only a novice emailer would employ. Some may even consider this tactic rude. In any case, the content (i.e., life and death) is where the drama lies in these lines, and shouting them, as it were, only undercuts the impact.

By the way, perhaps I been too influenced by TV and movies, but $12,000 seems an embarrassingly small payoff for my life. I’m a little disappointed that my death is worth less than the price of a used Mazda.

If you are asking $12,000 from me, it seems likely that the payment being offered by my persecutor is in the same range. As a businessman, I’m amazed you can pay for your own time, let alone hire employees (I assume “my boys” are employees, although I suppose they could be subcontractors), working with a gross of only $12,000.

The flip side of the money issue derives from your salutation that begins “SOMEONE YOU CALL YOUR FRIEND.” I call precious few individuals “friend,” and none of those is likely to have an extra $12,000 to throw away just to see me dead. Duke of Derm is paying off his daughter’s wedding, and Lord of Leisure is a retired teacher, for goodness sake. My other friends are in similar straits.

Perhaps you have been misled about the “FRIEND” thing. If, perchance, your contract is with one or both of my children, it is my sad duty as their father to warn you that both are notoriously poor money managers. You should certainly get your cash up front. In any case, don’t fall for the “I’ll pay you once I collect the inheritance” ploy. Besides the fact that every dispersal of any portion of the $11.73 each stands to collect has to be approved by 18 trustees, both of my sons have routinely reneged on similar arrangements (e.g., “I’ll pay you back tomorrow after I get my check from work”) with me.

If your employer is one of my exes, well, you might be in over your head.

I would also advise against disclosing the terms of the threat in your warning notes. Rather than set up the 10 day countdown, for example, you might do well to keep it ambiguous, as in “You won’t know when, you won’t know where, but I will find you and kill you. It might be tomorrow in your own home, it might be a year from now when you’re relaxing on vacation, … but I’m going to get you – because that’s my job and I’m good at my job.” See, isn’t that a bit more coldblooded as well as more frightening and worrisome? And, it offers the extra benefit of flexibility if you and your boys are handling more than one assignment at a time.

I must point out, however, that your insouciantly equivocal offer of “who knows, [for $12,000] I might just spear your life,” even without the confusing, tragicomic  misspelling, is likely to be counterproductive. If you know anything about me at all, you’ll know that I’m not putting out $12,000 (incidentally, can you take a credit card? I get a rebate on my Chase card and that would cut my expenses on this deal) just on the chance that you “might just spear [my] life.” I’ll need more affirmative language in that clause and some kind of warranty. (My accountant suggests that, rather than a lump sum payoff, payments be spread over a three year period which would give me some guarantee that the no-death contract would be honored as well as define an amortization schedule for tax purposes.)

It’s a tiny point, and it might again be the influence of too much TV on my part, but your language and cadences makes the email I received sound like something – and I apologize for the implicit insult – a spammer would send. I was under the impression that your basic murderer would use a tad more jargon. Instead of “$12,000,” one might, for example, use the notation, “12 large.” And using a vocabulary that conjures up violent imagery (rather than variations of the passive “your life is going to end” as your note does) could be very effective in some cases. Even your “Red Bullet Point” corporate name calls to mind PowerPoint slides rather than guns, and, while one could argue that the latter is more deadly, in this context, one would do best to eschew the metaphorical sphere, opting instead for blunt, concrete terminology. In this regard, I recommend reading or watching a couple of David Mamet dramas, paying special attention to the dialog.

Finally, it may be a strategic error to pose to your subjects the existential query of choosing to live or die. That is a decision many of us already approach daily with considerable ambivalence. Tapping into that angst with your message will, at best, delay the response and may even lead to awkward situations in which the so-called victim demands you carry out the threat, relieving him or her of the responsibility, rendering you, in effect, a less sophisticated stand-in for Dr Kevorkian.

I do go on, don’t I? There are many more needed improvements of this sort but since I only have 10 days to live, I know you will understand that I cannot go into much detail. On the other hand, if you are interested, I could put together a comprehensive tutorial for a reasonable fee, which would include the $12,000 payoff you are requesting. In fact, if you can refer a few colleagues in your trade who are interested in such lessons, I am willing to discount my price.

I know this is a lot for you to digest so I’ll end here and give you a chance to respond. We can take up the discussion at this point after you’ve had a chance to ponder all this.

Let me know what you think.

Yours,

DrHGuy

PS As I noted, I’m new to the threatening letter game, but I’m guessing that your name is a pseudonym. If that is the case, I believe you’ll find that the Russian Mob has superseded the Italian Mafia as the most intimidating demographic. The next time, rather than “Anthonio Benito” you might want to try something along the lines of “Ivan Keripaska” or “Oleg Belkov.” This is not a make or break issue, but in negotiations one needs every edge possible.

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Update: See my next note to Anthonio et al following my receipt of a call from the Feds: To Anthonio Benito Or Current Addressee

Wedding Announcements Made Unique

Another Exclusive DrHGuy Wedding Fix

The Unique Wedding – Same Old Announcement Conundrum

While the desire for a unique wedding has become almost universal among prospective brides and grooms these days, those same nearly-weds appear placidly satisfied with publicly published announcements of those weddings and the engagements that precede them that are tired cookie-cutter versions of the same old templates newspapers have used for generations. These black and white photos and paragraphs can, however, be enlivened – assuming one values creativity and passion over soul-deadening adherence to the so-called facts (which I have found, in any case, to be vastly overrated). For example, …

The Raw Material
I came across the visages displayed atop this post in a well-known newspaper. If I correctly understand the arrangement, the subjects in those photos paid the periodical to have their images, along with announcements of their engagements, weddings, and the like, published where friends, family, God, and, more to the point, I could see them.

While the pictures were fascinating, the captions, were – and I must be blunt here – tragically lame, rehashing the same trite clichés about “planning a June wedding,” “the groom is a graduate of … ,” “the ceremony will be held at … ,” etc. that fill newspaper society pages every day, everywhere.

Clearly, these folks were not getting their money’s worth.

I have rectified the problem by blacking out, in an uncharacteristic display of tact, the text and identifying information that originally appeared in the paper and then providing, as replacements for those standard (i.e., dull) announcements, my own alternative compositions that, I humbly submit, are not only far more interesting but are also more in synch with the photos.

The New, Improved Announcements

From top-left, and continuing clockwise,

Society Newcomer Surprises Wife

Dzems Djordievic-Dikic commemorates his entry into the fashionable circles of the Argentinean elite with the generous donation of Carlotta Lennardotten, his former mistress, current wife, imminent ex-spouse, and a recent graduate of the Lake Titicaca School of Economics, Astrology, & Cosmetology, to the society slave auction sponsored by the Buenos Aires Association for the Preservation of Rich Political Outcasts. “Call me ‘old-fashioned,’ but I appreciate these traditional slave auctions,” Dzems remarks, “What’s the point of these modern so-called ‘charity auctions’ where you buy a slave today and tomorrow it’s as if she is free again? That makes a joke of a valid economic transaction and insults those women whose owners decide, of their own free will, to sell them.” Captain Djordievic-Dikic, a career war criminal whose name translates into English as “Pig’s Squeal Fang-gnasher,” denies bitterness about his exile from his homeland consequent to his recent convictions by the World Court on charges of drug smuggling, war profiteering, and genocide, wryly commenting, “Screw ‘em if they can’t take a joke.”

Engagement & Sentencing To Run Concurrently

Rudy Connors expresses his delight over his engagement: “I’m one lucky guy. Not only did I persuade a wonderful girl like Catherine to marry me but how many sex offenders can combine reporting to their probation officer with pillow talk?” His fiancée, Ms Catherine Jenkins, plans to leave corrections work soon to focus her efforts on their new business, The Wheaton Christian Pre-teen Genital Tattooing & Piercing Academy.

Alone No More – Pretty Soon

Alexandra Kerstin announces her engagement to Wayne (“call me Wayne”) Williams. Ms Kerstin is the winner of the Miss Illinois, Miss Socket Wrench, and Miss Upper Midwest America titles, a nominee for both the Nobel Physics and Peace Prizes, a visiting professor at MIT, and an actress who has appeared as the ampersand in Will & Grace, Sex & the City, and Law & Order, but is best known as The Perpetual Bridesmaid, holding the record for most bridal parties in which she was a participant (bridesmaid in 281 weddings, maid of honor in 133 ceremonies) while never herself being the bride. This Always A Bridesmaid phenomenon, as Ms Keratin, who is also ranked in the top ten nationally in three different martial arts, points out, certainly has nothing to do with her acceptance of the marriage proposal from her unemployed, thrice divorced fiancé whom she met last night at the Last Shot Bar, Grill, and Disco. Asked why Wayne was not present for the announcement and photo shoot, Alexandra quiets her sobs long enough to explain that Wayne, who recently succeeded in obtaining his GED on the third attempt, did leave a message on her voice mail saying that he might stop by for the occasion – unless the guys at the garage could work him in this afternoon to rotate his tires.

Groom Celebrates; Bride Choked Up

Lieutenant Anthony “Mad Dog” Haskins enjoys the festivities on the occasion of his wedding to Miss Brenda Haynes. Lt Haskins, a noted serial killer and holder of the Tri-state record for most murders committed within the borders of Indiana, Illinois, and Wisconsin during a consecutive 7-day period (excluding major holidays), admits that this was not a case of love at first sight. “In fact, when I first met Brenda, I hated her. I thought she was one of those uppity bitches, but I fell in love when I saw how she had changed when I visited her in the ICU,” referring to Ms Haskins’ hospitalization following his botched attempt to strangle her. “No,” he explains, “she hasn’t come out of the coma yet, but we decided that it would be silly to delay the marriage while we wait for her to recover.” Miss Haynes had little to say but was radiant and, according to family, “looked just like herself.”