Oh! RondoMondo5! What a moving presence you have here already, for me.
I looked as much because I saw the name Corno Dolce, missing him,
a very important contact for me that I haven't seen here for over a year.
I watched the top video, wondering who Corno Dolce could be promoting,
and that was nice, even if it didn't make me get my guitar out to jam along,
and then I watched "The Rube", and found myself very entertained.
My first thought was that Sade could be using this as a video concept,
and Sade is by far the most played female artist for me.
When I saw the waving curtains of design, it gave me big ideas for design,
thinking I could be doing more complicated paper fold-out cut-outs for art shows.
I've got three rolls of four feet by a hundred and forty feet paper right now I could use.
RondoMondo5! You seem to be interested in cultural music, replying to you elsewhere.
I wish I could answer you with some Gaelic videos, by my clan, and my ancestral music,
but they are only totally secretive about any of their identifiers, from local to global.
But that's only understandable, considering the nature of Highland Sword Dancing.
Imagine a young girl, a bonnie lassie, red cheeked, hale and hearty, smiling and dancing,
bare legs flashing in a way no other people on earth can imitate, alone at the side of a road.
The Roman General might approach as his soldiers draw near, reaching to fondle her,
when she could pick up one of the swords and stab him in the heart or brain,
before she laughs at the rest and runs away before they reach for their weapons.
The accompanying music still incites British and Americans who suffered more recent such defeats.
Those places where the diseased blood of those who went through the Dark Ages in Europe,
and the Mediterranean, from the Roman to the English, would be called a red mere, a red mire,
a swamp of bloody mud to be avoided.
And this is the modern world. The custom amplifier I ordered from Scotland, featuring an invention,
was called The Redmere Soloist, Gaelic culture still being, uh, relevant.
David Bowie used a Redmere for "Let's Dance", what sounds like a synthesizer but is made by a guitar.
And as someone who can trace an ancestry of only Scottish origins, being Gaelic,
you don't hear bagpipes being played in my apartment. They're a weapon of war.
Bagpipes are meant to disturb your senses, not just played, but skirled and skirling,
like this world and whirling, and if nothing else, hearing them meant your blood will be shed.
My father only played his bagpipe recordings for us on a Sunday morning,
before we went to the church my parents were founding and charter members of.
He felt that the skirlin' of the pipes was necessary for our spirits, before our attendance.
And believe me, the dance was the most important part of our attendance.
You reminded me of Corno Dolce, and you touched my musical heart twice now, RondoMondo5.
Too bad you're not local so we can get together and try some music out ourselves.
It takes two to make some rhythm. I'm feeling some already.