^Never heard either of them before. Some good pictures on Redgum.
^Never heard either of them before. Some good pictures on Redgum.
Surprised you never heard the Redgum original mate. It was (and still is) an absolute classic in Aus.
A lot of people say the hip-hop version is a butcher job, but I'm partial to hip-hop and thought it was quite clever. If nothing else the guitar playing was much better. The film clip is a bit gay though. Red-gum was much better with just clips of raw footage.
While we're on the topic of Aussie war music, here's another classic....
The one I most remember was the "I Feel Like I'm Fixing To Die Rag", by Country Joe and The Fish, which became famous at Woodstock, and which we used to sing on the choppers as we headed in.
So ya's did actually sing on the choppers then?Originally Posted by Davis Knowlton
Originally Posted by 9999
^^When you'd see those long streams of green tracers heading up towards the choppers, and go "Oh fuck", it was something to do to keep the fear from taking over. Especially if we had to hang around up there in queue for a while.
So it's like a Welsh thing then. Sing your way out of it!
Anyway. Back to the thread. My best mate's mum came for a holiday one year, and decided to walk to the local market on her own for a look at the fruit and veg. She got a bit lost at first, so to get back home, she decided on a samlor ride. Obviously, the samlor driver had no English, and she, 80 years old, little white-haired old lady, had no Thai. They quickly established communication using fingers. He held up four fingers once he'd understood the destination, she nodded and hopped in. He dropped her off at the hotel, and she carefully counted out 4 Baht and smiled sweetly, saying thank you. He was so gob-smacked, he didn't even argue.
Should have been 40B, of course. Everyone except rookies knows four fingers is 40B.
The sleep of reason brings forth monsters.
Dam all this time I been forking over 400Originally Posted by benbaaa
^ Could be worse.
Excellent.Originally Posted by benbaaa
"The locals are safe enough riding around on mopeds, I think I'll rent one too....."
On a related note to the stamp licking, I got scolded a few times on my first visit for my habit of stuffing banknotes into me pocket and when needing to pay for something pulling out a big scrunched up mess of notes.
Also, not recognising the national anthem starting to play at a train station and continuing to banter and laugh with my friend didn't go down too well. A security guard came up and told us to STFU and it was only then I noticed all the Thai's stood silent and glaring at the disrespectful farang wankers.
Another noob mistake was staying in "cheap" beach bungalows.
Charming and rustic I'm sure, but the cockroaches, scorpions, ants, mossies, spiders, slippery badly tiled bathrooms with sharp edges everywhere and extremely dodgy electrics mean that spending the extra few quid for a proper room is cheap in comparison. Still, doesn't guarantee the electrics will be any better!
Trying out the language is always fun for rookies, but it doesn't always work out how you want to. My brother-in-law asked how to say grapow-moo-sab-khai-dhow, because he fancied his chances of ordering his own lunch in Thai. He memorised the sounds and went off up the soi to the restaurant. He got back with his little lunch parcel about 15 minutes later, pleased as punch. He opened the bag and emptied the contents on a plate. Oh dear. Somehow, during the journey to the restaurant, his order for chopped pork with basil and a fried egg (standard lunchtime fare) had morphed into laab-moo (spicy pork salad). With a fried egg on top. And sticky rice.
God knows what the chef thought...
just what i was told when i first came here 13 years ago .....
remember the .. 3 F' s
findem
fuckem
forget them ........
and above all never spend more money than you can walk away from ......
ahh i can some saying now .... yer sure but mine's not like that ....... there all cast in the same mould ... stealing , sceaming lying ?unts .....
“If we stop testing right now we’d have very few cases, if any.” Donald J Trump.
Brown eggs are from chickens.
White eggs are from ducks.
Taking it for granted your waitress understood what you just ordered. (Usually you point at the menu, look at the waitress, watch the eyes brighten having understood your order)
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