A wee snippet from a coffee shop balcony of a ceremonial parade in Ubud, Bali, Indonesia. The island residents mostly practice Hinduism with bit of Buddhism mixed in (the rest of Indonesia is predominantly Muslim) and there are frequent ceremonies, constant offerings, and shrines, temples and the like everywhere.
Who doesn’t love a parade? The folks in Bridgeview (Surrey, BC) that who.
Ya see… once upon a time, me and some of my finest friends played in a “drum and bugle corps” – no it’s not like a marching band, marching bands are for dorks, drum corps is for musicians :-)
Anyway, in a sorta-political quest to gain favour to build a new bingo hall in Bridgeview, we did a parade in that section of Surrey, also known as “Turf City” at the foot of the dangerously sloppy Pattulo bridge.
People were not on the street and actually came out of their houses to yell at us for waking them up. But that wasn’t near the pain that I felt from trying to carry that marimba with the sh!tty harness and march in step with my bow-legged, duck-footed legs.
Noteworthy in the snapshot is my pal Brad and our two instructors Bill and Rob. Those guys seem to enjoy us giving them tons of shit which we were fantastic at. And they taught us a ton about drumming, travelling and life. More to say about those topics but the road and tour were better suited for me than hauling instrument through a crappy neighbourhood.
Back home on the North Vancouver porch, Dave reads from Clay Mcleod’s essay Why I Don’t Wear a Poppy while sending peace and resistance towards the decent lieutenant Magnum in Iraq and the Philippines along with earnest comrades at arms and peaceful strangers in war torn lands. Plus he admonishes the Canadian Legion for blocking the sale of white poppies while banjo-ist Wm. Lenker sings from the woodshed and The Grateful Dead leave this Brokedown Palace… on my hands and my knees, I will roll roll roll…
Whether by divine decree or coincidence, we happened into the famed Spanish town of Santiago de Compostela the day before Pope John Paul II died.
I’m not a Catholic but wondered in the pageantry and the amazement of the pilgrims completing their walk on the Camino De Santiago.
During this time, I attended my first and only mass at the giant and well used Cathedral. The giant vats of incense swaying, bells ringing in discord, and this parade happening as we walked to mass.
The ladies had their best haridos and the dudes all walk chill and then throngs of priests in their finery hefting and shrine and beating the ground with their canes.
Also I ate a cracker and touched the bones of San Ignacio AKA Saint James. It is believed in the lore of some cultures that Santiago was the secret hiding place for Jesus Christ’s family or himself and his entourage, further, this is purported to be a strong hold of the Knights Templar who emerged during the Crusades but were thwarted during the various Inquisitions… except the one who continued the traditions in Santiago…
Anyhow, here’s a bit of a parade filmed in 2005 on a Sony Hi8 tape camera. Glad it survived to share.
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Sound-seeing audio of dozens of different musical bands including pipe and drum, fiddles and sticks, more pipers, marching bands plus sound-systems and even old Shriners with fez hat playing “When the Saints…” on Glockenspiels.
Vast variety of musical snippets – plus some gratuitous police motorcycle sirens and horses – generally unedited and without commentary but with natural crowd chatter in stereo.
Towntown core of Vancouver goes green today. The St. Patrick’s Day Parade which went down Howe and Granville streets between Smithe and Drake featured 2,000 participants and more than 100 entries went down Howe and Granville streets between Smithe and Drake.
On show where pipers, drummers, dancers, multicultural and community groups, acrobats, vintage automobiles and horse-drawn attractions. Last year’s successful street market again was set up on Granville between Robson and Smithe, with the KidsZone attractions located on Nelson.