Posts Tagged ‘festivals’

Feb
08/09
Thaipusam
Last Updated on Wednesday, 4 November 2009 10:29
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Sunday, February 8th, 2009

I hung around in Singapore for the Thaipusam festival where people walk around with big spikes in their bods all wrapped up in a frame. They are asking the gods to give them a hand to overcome lifes obstacles and for certain things like physical protection or wealth, all symbolised by objects, limes, coconuts. It is a heady affair for such a modern city, the contrast between visceral worship with the towering perfect city all too obvious.

According to Wikipedia ‘Lord Skanda (or Lord Murugan) was created during one of the battles between the Asuras and the Devas. At one point, the latter were defeated several times by the former. The Devas were unable to resist the onslaught of the Asura forces. In despair, they approached Lord Siva and entreated to give them an able leader under whose heroic leadership they might obtain victory over the Asuras. They surrendered themselves completely and prayed to Lord Siva. Siva granted their request by creating the mighty warrior, Lord Skanda, out of his own power or Achintya Shakti. He at once assumed leadership of the celestial forces, inspired them and defeated the Asura forces.’

As you can see from the picture below the spikes are real..

Anyhow, all of this mulitculteralism is a pleasure to see. Singapore manages to survive with a diverse mix of races and apparently it is all down to a firm hand and good management. This wouldn’t work in London as a firm hand is not appreciated. What might help is a ‘Multiracial Therapist’ such as this:

or indeed a little chat with the next feller, he looks like he could solve any problem then tinkle the old ivories for a round of ‘roll out the barrel’ East London style.

I wonder if he visits the multi racial therapist?

Feb
04/09
David Byrne and goodbyes
Last Updated on Wednesday, 4 November 2009 10:50
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Wednesday, February 4th, 2009

The friends I am staying with in Perth bought me a ticket to see David Byrne play at the city zoo so we ambled over there via some nachos and a pint and settled in for what turned out to be a wonderful night.

Byrne built the evening up from low key to spectacular in a similar way to the ‘Stop making Sense’ gigs of the eighties, only this time it was subtle. He played a lot of the Byrne Eno songs and I think most people went home feeling like they had seen the best that Byrne could deliver – a few people were shouting for Psycho Killer at the end but I’m quite happy he didn’t do that song, It was always a song for opening the night, end the night on something a little less psychotic.

So here I am waiting to go to the airport. The hospitality I have recieved in Perth has been the best yet, but perhaps that’s because they are valuable old friends I am visiting and a few bridges have been mended. Life is short and we can’t afford to waste such beautiful people, so it is on a note of reconciliation and friendship that I leave this wonderful country on. I am also happy that such a warm welcome was afforded by people from back home, I had begun to think that it was an Australian cultural quirk to throw the doors open with such warmth, but no. Good.

So I am in love with this country, it took me a wee while to get my head around it’s warm and very big heart but I think I have an idea of it’s nature now and feel comfortable just being here.

I think we’ll be back.

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