Recently, I have developed a phobia for wooden tables, the kind you find in most pubs, cafes and prison visiting rooms. This has been bugging me for a while and I intend to speak to my MP about it, a full recording of which will be released shortly afterwards.
What has this to do with this site? Quite a lot, as it turns out. I have become aware that employers are now trawling discussion and networking sites for inside info on recruits and current staff as well as monitoring email and phone records. To take an extreme example -
if you were to recommend a video by a mad electric banjo player as fit for public consumption, well, it could seriously enhance your prospects
of joining the secret services. Are we to be afraid of this intrusion or are we to meekly accept it? Of course, where I come from, walls have always had ears.
At the time of BSE or some other animal or food plague, I was listening to some jocular topical show, where what went into sausages was touched on, and maybe also snooping.
One guy capped it all by saying: "Yes, Walls have ears..."
Frankfurters are a little thicker skinned. but all this snooping and table bugging stuff turned them red with embarrassment. and they definitely didn't find any of the above remarks funny. Everyone knows that spies are in the electricity and not in the innocent wooden tables.
Oh boy, now you've done it. We'll have spooks crawling al over this place now, looking to avert the insidious and rebellious spread of Irish traditional music.
From now on, let's speak in code:
The blue fish is on the red hook. If it's Wednesday, Seamus has fish and chips with his mother. On Thursdays, he eats bangers with his Da. The fiddle is in the case. Has anyone seen my banjo pick?
Actually, with my usual incoherence, I sound like I'm talking in code anyway, so carry on then, I suppose.
Ugh!- (that's code for: 'Heavens, Marjorie, whatever can he be talking about?')- just trying to give these MI5 guys a chance, OK?
Back to the original post- don't knock wooden tables- they can be very handy for hiding under.
I thought you were going to tell us you were afraid of wooden tables because of germs. I would think there's plenty to be afraid of there, especially in the prison visiting room.
Germs?- in prison? whatever next? Over here, they mostly hang out in hospitals, where they kill people who didn't have them when they went in. Now germs *are* subversive, unlike tables, which normally turn out to be innocent.
On a more serious Note Billy Bragg is running or helping a charity teach musical instruments in prisons . Its not clear if they bring them out again though .
It would seem a brilliant way of filling the time you were confined constructively- though you'd really need a cell to yourself and soundproof walls to avoid getting 'negative feedback' from your neighbours.
Employers are also checking on you tube, the face thing and all those sites, bebo is one, to see if they can get information on prospective employees. All illegal naturally, invasion of privacy, but hard to tell when they are doing it.
Just wait for the identity cards. They cost 25 million a week or so to maintain the system. Better than hospitals and schools I suppose.
I think the mad electric banjo player you may perhaps be alluding to --- was transmitting a coding message hidden in the counter-melodies of his 'baroque banjo piece" -- actually; you know, the way various groups of terrorists convey messages hidden in photos on their web sites. He seemed to be communicating some sort of angst -- but you have to know "the code" to know exactly what he was communicating to the world about his "life's suffering."
Anyway -- isn't it a cliche that such "slightly 'ca-ca-phrenic" individuals make good candidates for music terrorist organizations like "Al Cacaphony?"
Batlady--where did you get your aluminum helmet--been looking
for one for years now. Currently using a cheap, home made
tin foil pyramid type which picks up interference when I'm around
people with a lot of fillings.
I Can't Say Too Much....
I Can't Say Too Much....
Recently, I have developed a phobia for wooden tables, the kind you find in most pubs, cafes and prison visiting rooms. This has been bugging me for a while and I intend to speak to my MP about it, a full recording of which will be released shortly afterwards.
What has this to do with this site? Quite a lot, as it turns out. I have become aware that employers are now trawling discussion and networking sites for inside info on recruits and current staff as well as monitoring email and phone records. To take an extreme example -
if you were to recommend a video by a mad electric banjo player as fit for public consumption, well, it could seriously enhance your prospects
of joining the secret services. Are we to be afraid of this intrusion or are we to meekly accept it? Of course, where I come from, walls have always had ears.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by strayaway
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At the time of BSE or some other animal or food plague, I was listening to some jocular topical show, where what went into sausages was touched on, and maybe also snooping.
One guy capped it all by saying: "Yes, Walls have ears..."
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by nicholas
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I'm sure the sausages didn't find that remark very funny. They are very thin-skinned you know....
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Key Maniac Lad
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Frankfurters are a little thicker skinned. but all this snooping and table bugging stuff turned them red with embarrassment. and they definitely didn't find any of the above remarks funny. Everyone knows that spies are in the electricity and not in the innocent wooden tables.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Clear Drops
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... so therefore it must have been the mad "electric" banjo player. He done it (what ever it was). The dastardly secret service agent.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Clear Drops
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It's the mince spies you have to watch out for.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Oh boy, now you've done it. We'll have spooks crawling al over this place now, looking to avert the insidious and rebellious spread of Irish traditional music.
From now on, let's speak in code:
The blue fish is on the red hook. If it's Wednesday, Seamus has fish and chips with his mother. On Thursdays, he eats bangers with his Da. The fiddle is in the case. Has anyone seen my banjo pick?
Actually, with my usual incoherence, I sound like I'm talking in code anyway, so carry on then, I suppose.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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Listen carefully, I shall say this only once...now, what was it again?
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Sorry, I was talking a load of tripe, I just had a gut feeling, you know........
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Key Maniac Lad
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Now we're getting to the bottom of it...
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Perhaps we should elevate the level of the discourse, there seems to be a bit of bottom feeding going on here.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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Ugh!- (that's code for: 'Heavens, Marjorie, whatever can he be talking about?')- just trying to give these MI5 guys a chance, OK?
Back to the original post- don't knock wooden tables- they can be very handy for hiding under.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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I thought you were going to tell us you were afraid of wooden tables because of germs. I would think there's plenty to be afraid of there, especially in the prison visiting room.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by sbhikes
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Germs?- in prison? whatever next? Over here, they mostly hang out in hospitals, where they kill people who didn't have them when they went in. Now germs *are* subversive, unlike tables, which normally turn out to be innocent.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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But is it hotter in the summer than the city?
(Adjusts aluminum foil helmet)
The tables are.....turning.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Batlady
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Ah, at last- a musical link....
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Yep, Turn up the Tables and bug the banjo.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Clear Drops
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BTW, are musical instruments allowed in prison anywhere?
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Why have you just been arrested?
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by Worldwide Pants
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You guessed- incitement to violins.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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I think we may need a separate thread for "How to Tune a Wooden Table".
Perhaps Greg the Piano Tuner can assist us?
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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Oh, I'm sorry, TURN not TUNE, I gotcha.
P.S. The horses are on the track and the mare named "The Bucks of Oranmore" is a 10-1...
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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The fish is in the jelly. Over.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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The Roes Are in the Heather. Roger is in the allotment filling The Bag of Spuds. Over.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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On a more serious Note Billy Bragg is running or helping a charity teach musical instruments in prisons . Its not clear if they bring them out again though .
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by bazouki dave and the real tooty flutey
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It would seem a brilliant way of filling the time you were confined constructively- though you'd really need a cell to yourself and soundproof walls to avoid getting 'negative feedback' from your neighbours.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Plus, imagine the requests you'd get?
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by SWFL Fiddler
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BB's Jail Guitar Doors campaign- not sure it extends to fiddle players though.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by P-K
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Employers are also checking on you tube, the face thing and all those sites, bebo is one, to see if they can get information on prospective employees. All illegal naturally, invasion of privacy, but hard to tell when they are doing it.
Just wait for the identity cards. They cost 25 million a week or so to maintain the system. Better than hospitals and schools I suppose.
# Posted on February 6th 2008 by bodhran bliss
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I think the mad electric banjo player you may perhaps be alluding to --- was transmitting a coding message hidden in the counter-melodies of his 'baroque banjo piece" -- actually; you know, the way various groups of terrorists convey messages hidden in photos on their web sites. He seemed to be communicating some sort of angst -- but you have to know "the code" to know exactly what he was communicating to the world about his "life's suffering."
Anyway -- isn't it a cliche that such "slightly 'ca-ca-phrenic" individuals make good candidates for music terrorist organizations like "Al Cacaphony?"
# Posted on February 7th 2008 by Fid42
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I communicate some sort of angst every time I play, but it's just the tune yelling 'Get me outta here'.
'Al Cacophony'? Wasn't that Al Caphone's outfit?
# Posted on February 7th 2008 by P-K
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Batlady--where did you get your aluminum helmet--been looking
for one for years now. Currently using a cheap, home made
tin foil pyramid type which picks up interference when I'm around
people with a lot of fillings.
# Posted on February 10th 2008 by hauke