Expresso Kamuchea

[Shapley]

I was thinking of that dance from Salome.

[tan]

..i a mafraid it will be some houseor worse..
as long as it is not karaoke i will not mind too much. (though it would be fun to try some vanessa mae..)
karakoke here popular, everywhere and the absolute worst. boy meets girt, girl and boy etc. other girl, girl (or some times boy)ends up alone...)press repeat..
though there are two memorable karaoke vieos:
boy meets girl, they fall in love, girl steps on landmine, boy with other girl, girl alone in rice padi in wheelschair. (that is a very old one haven't seeen it in years).
our other favourite is: five khmers dressed up in cowboy clothes, dancing before angkor wat singing: yippiee jeje. yippy yippyyeeh...
so. i overslept beeg time, to work... tan

[Shapley]

tan,

I've read some more from Moitessier's work, and I am convinced that Kep is most likely the village he wrote about.

During the time he was operating a junk along the coast, he traded between Rach Gia and Kampot. When he left the French Indochina area for good, he sailed from Kampot.

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Didn't Bourodin write music for pole dancing? I think it was included in Prince Igor.

V/R
Shapley

[tan]

Hi,Shap,
i too am convinced it must have been Kep,
Kampot, a little colonial town still lays sleepy at the mouh of what we call the bokor river( am sure that is not the real name), their awfully long bridge- built by the french and by then very very dilapilated,collapsed about two years ago...for a week all traffic between one half of the town and the other had to be conducted by boat.now there is a new bridge, not a beaut, but at least i don't stall my bike every time i have to cross it....

oooh pole dancing. they moan about the oh so beautiful thai ladies without a clue. ha! they're regular isabella duncans by comparison. Camille saen sans(Oeps spelling)/carnival des animaux/ les sylphides/ is more like it...the flight of the bumble bee would be an improvement!
..makes me think of the saying: the thais paid someone to plant rice, the vientamese planeted it themselves, the khmer looked on and the laos heard about it....
let me dig arround if i have some more pics from kep and kampot. surely Moitessier's family would have gone up to Bokor for the odd week end when he was a little boy. part of what is now jungle, would have been a well ordered oil plalm plantation in those days, the ones we now call the jurassic palms....( if you are very interested,rent city of ghosts, discard the story, the pictures of kep, kampot-some scenes that take place in pp are actually shot in kampot)- and bokor, are very good.
as soon as i have time, and my bike is fixed, and the rains stop i' ll go that ways for a day or so and take some pics.
the view from bokor...the coastline he must have loved as much as we do...

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[tan]

Mea Culpa, mea culpa, my excuses for cultural gaffe unworthy of this bulletin. Carneval des animaux:
was just writing the guesthouse tasklist for the day,when a duch chidren's poem came to mind:
de dansvloer dreunt aan alle kanten/
want een groepje berliolifanten/
danst met tutus om de popos/
de sylphendans van: berioz/

roghly translated:
the dancefloor shakes on every side/
because group of berlielephants/
peforms with tutus 'roud their 'popo's/
the sylphendance by berlioz...

oeps that's what you get when you live a bookdeprived excistence...the brain goes slow and presumnably soft too...

now who did write le carnival??? :confused:

[Shapley]

tan,

I've got lots of books, but that hasn't kept my brain from going soft. It's just age.

Moitessier worked for a year in the rubber plantations. Are they still intact, or have they fallen victim to war and neglect as well?

I think you'll enjoy his book. As you read it, you'll see that, while he grew up seeing the world through the colonial eyes of his father, as he matured he began to see the beauty of the culture the colonials worked so hard to replace. He was interred by the Japanese during the war, and then spent his obligatory year of miltary service during the conflict that followed. It's quite and interesting view of that part of the world. His observations on the language and culture have given me a better understanding of the culture of the area.

V/R
Shapley

Saint-Saens wrote "Carnival of the Animals".

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[tan]

Hi shap, hi everybody...
the soft brain disliquified: saans and wrote the carnival and made fun of bizot...
)that was why he stipulated not to perform the carnival before his death-knowledge came outta me feet, as Wil my dutch neighbour would have put it...
had a rough day, 9 busses and nothing to show for it but abuse..... sorry my eyes are gooing again...
\nasty work today's whopper: you!watch my luggage while i look for anoter hotel...
my reaction - well use your immagination.
but: the fliers worked, now a full restaurant,but new barkeeper stoned of his scull,all receipts a mess, bob and vibol;deal with it...the guy's gotta go...

anybodyv out there wants a job inna strange enviroment? pay shitty, work hard play hard, food visum housing taken care of? and spending money???
..joke...
this is one of those days that i leave me establishment in disgust....
so..
shap the book is almost on it's way...(and it sounds like i will find back a lot, from what you tell me...)
oooh, boy,the poledancers try WHYEmCYA...anyway the human league...have to see this,need a laugh....on the sly of course... the berliolifants..but; they need to loose a few,- let ' em keep em: here it means no HIV, no drug abuse...
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so for a recreative beer to the poles...

[Shapley]

tan,

Now I'm getting this mental image of the dancing hippos from Walt Disney's Fantasia, performing to Ponchielli's Dance of the Hours.

V/R
Shapley

[tan]

yaah, they learned some...\..some...
but that is a good equation.../\.. though hate hate the general idea disneywise,as i do NOT aggree!!!..with his ideas abouut society... i
wAS THE first woman to get a phd in animation and cAROOTINg....in the netherlands (1980)
the honnour should have gone to my friend fay lovsky.., now rockstar, hey fayt's the best!
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[Shapley]

tan,

I had to Google Fay Lovsky. She seems to have quite a few albums in the offing. What honour do you say she should have received?

How does a person with a PhD in animation and cartooning end up teaching Cambodian girls to pole dance? Sounds like a long, strange road you've traveled!

V/R
Shapley

[tan]

Hi, shap,
not soo strange,at least Fay does not think so
-when i said guess what, Fay said, you are finally moving to cambo, i knew it,. you were off some time, since our studying days.
i moved to the netherlands when my parents died. i had already started my art studies in an awful place called krefeld in germany.. stopped to be with my mother, when she died i moved to amsterdam, did my entrance exams for the -rather prestigious rietfelt academy, got in. some student- or so i thought- said i qualified for second year, i begged to be acceped as a first year...(the student turned out to be the directior, and became friend till his death in 99.) Fay was in second year. ahead of me. but animation and cartooning did not beome an official 'subject' until i finished.
fay and me became friends when we specialized, and still are. her albums are largely authoiographical,even my cats have their songs in them..: ..ther's a lion in the kitchen,/with his head stuck in the fridge/ he says he's doing an audition/ and he's goingto be rich/.. don't feed the animals...(about the lion, my ever so smart ancient abbey...)- he did open andraid fridges...
As a cartoonist to survive you have to be world class, i was merely good, so i worked as in- betweener and so in NY ,later in film continuity, then even for the duch ministry of culture( that was a hoot)- 'racial integration through art'...
then made my hobby my work - with the ever present eye on asia- and became a chef. learned the business...
played with my ' real estate' read;fixed up my17th century wharehouse, on an island in amsterdam,then les yuppies came- prices way up= and off i went. voila: now i do everything i promised myself i would do as a seven year old- not the pole dancing part, but every thing else!!!
fay went into music,though she draws beautiful diaries whenever she has a moment...

[tan]

good mornig everybody!
night on earth here.. day almost finished:
you may wonder what a day here looks like :4 am, i wake up if i am marginally functional, i write to you. or i turn around and sleep one more hour, then write. 6 am 'pain bauuureee!!' - the breadman comes to deliver the baguettes for breakgfast, and put-put-put- put in the bay,the boats come in with the catch,,,
coffe!now1!
go through books, sort payments AND ORdERS.
7,30 AM tEA CHEz ROsES'S CAFE. HERE THE DEALS GET DONE, PROVIDING WE ARE SOBER...
8am ,finally i am allowed to:30 minutes beach,my stroke has gone to whatever hell strokes belomg, i am allouwed in jungle an on beach again...
after that. shower,check rooms, work out tasklists for the day, pay yet mote bills,handle check outs.
\ 10,am go to gordon's. get a lowddouwn on last night's gossip/ 11aM. MEET BUSSES AND GET ABUSED BY TOURISTS.
1 PM: HANDLE, INFORM, MAKE FEEL SECURE NEW CHECK INS.
WHENEVER THAt FINISHED THE MEAL OF THE DAY?!!!:
french glass of white wine,the rest high on callories, vitamines and proteines.

2.30pm= 3.30 pm the 'lost hours' do whatever you did not fix before//
4 pm meet four more busses..
6pm check staff, pay more bills, get beer and see what's up inna hood..answer dumb questions, train pole dancers, sunset....\after that get drunk or get to sleep.. whatever, or take the dogs to the beach,and look how beautifull the world is...

and in between the real crazy fun happens,well i did want al full life and i got it!and love it too...

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[dai bread]

[quote]Originally posted by OperaTenor:
[b] Thanks Shap!

[tan]

...well, poledancing seems to take off(??) in snooky. a well known bar owner,-german has his pole bar now too..(not a friend of mine) he likes german humpa music, so i suggested dirnl's and big frilly bloomers for his girls. we are not on speaking terms at the moment, gee i wonder why... :confused:

[tan]

the decision at the coffeshop was unaniem; it is sundy today: every body crawls in...'eeevil...' (meaning hangover ).properly the coffeshop greek choir answers' yeah, it's catching.' gordon has decided not to suffer our aggonies, he keeps on drinking, but kindly offers free codeine with the coffe.
' man, i fell down,cracked me shin'' boy, you' re doing great!' says an expat who sports a bruise and has no idea how he accquired it. a short forensic discussion follows: he played aussie rules with a wicker bar chair- (fell off in expatios.)
somebody else is worried, he insulted someone, he is sure.. but can' t rmeber who it was.(he is a relative new comer) so we explain:as he is not sporting a shiner yet, the other party probably doen't remember eighter...
after sharing our misseries- self inflicted though they are and drinking copious amounts of- non alcoholic beverages, we feel a bit better...

[tan]

..the new guesthouse is slowly but steadily rambling into business, the old one does a raging trade, since i found a guy who comes in every few hours to change the music: he has great stuff, from classical,to60's , cole porter and miles davies, so our guests get treated to something differrent than the c.. they play all over asia..and they appreciate it. alex helps at the bar, and man, he could sell snow to eskimos!
the in house internet helps too, and our guests are surprisingly good about not abusing the privilege.. except this one: that is taking it a bit far we think;


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[piqaboo]

Oh my! Who did?
Katydid! :p

[tan]

......yet again, our sincere prayers- to whatever deity they may be TO for your safety! out there with katrina: the whole town lighgts candles, incense GOES temple.pago0da... whatever... may you be sAFE (WE KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE.. BELIEVE YOU US...)
HANG IN THERE! WE' RE WITH YOU. IF ONLY IN SPIRIT(S)
ALL OF US.
SNOOKYVILLE TOTALE...somwehere on this planet

[tan]

..well,had no time to write, too much fun:an aussie warship is visiting town, and as if we were not baaad enough: the navy and the expat's take to each other like ducks and water: high jinks, good times, and genral misbehaviour hit epic levels ,(and we thought we had gotten those down to an art already) anyway,only a few got marginally hurt, and the rest, wow! are we ever having fun, one of these rare occasions where hard work and play go together..
snooky is hopping, will sort out the material for general audiences and pg tomorrow.... little as it may turn out to be...
(the hippos are even shaking their popos... and repeatedly fell on them- sooo...- aw embarrassing had to show them in front of aussie navy how to place their hands on pole...
results, rated... at my advanced age of 50...)
elvis fell off bar chair, on my foot, 50 kg bulldog by now-now i am lame and embarrassed- but mercyfully i seem to be the only one to remember, or they are merely polite