I’m hanging my head in shame as I write this… I don’t mind letting a few half-written posts build up in my list, stuff that I’ve bookmarked to put up and talk about when I get some free time, but there are some rather date-sensitive topics that one should really stay on top of.
In my humble, meager, half-assed defense, I left for a two-week vacation the day before, and purposely didn’t even crack open my computer for at least the first 3 or 4 days. I’m only now digging back into my older unfinished posts from earlier in the summer when I came across this wonderful little tribute to a piece of unforgettable musical history.
(I am going to adjust the post date in Blogger to put this where it should have been, we’ll just keep this whole 5-weeks-late business between us, ok? Cool.)
Cory Doctorow:
It’s Canada Day, the day that marks the anniversary of Canadian Confederation on July 1, 1867. We Canadians celebrate it with days off work, beer, and fireworks. It’s like July 4, without the revolutionary overtones.
There is no more potent symbol of Canadianness than the National Film Board of Canada’s musical short, The Log Driver’s Waltz: more than Leonard Cohen’s groans, more than Dan Ackroyd’s rampant toryism, more than “timbit” jokes about Tim Horton’s tragic car accident, The Log Driver’s Waltz defines Canada for its expatriate thirtysomethings. Just singing a few bars of this in a crowded space is enough to flush the crypto-Canadians out (Canadians are like axe-murderers, we look just like regular people) in throaty voice. It’s even more reliable than stepping on everyone’s foot until someone apologises.
Happy Canada Day to my fellow Canadians, both domestic and expatriate.
As a bonus be sure to catch this unforgettable punk cover from Midget Militia. Link
Update: Here’s another version, performed by Captain Tractor — thanks, Heather!
