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Hail! Hail! The Oddwalk Kid!

“I said your name will
Be in lights…
And that’s no doubt
But you got to have
A manager that’s what
It’s all about”

Eyeball Kid, Tom Waits

Yesterday, my girlfriend and I went downtown to meet two friends and have a coffee. In the end, we ended up not having coffee whatsoever because we were (and still are) extremely short of money, but we met the most extraordinary kid on Earth:

Oddwalk Kid!

Let me tell you how it happened:

We were outside Café & Té (delicious smoothies, I must say) talking for a while, when I noticed something weird: a kid kid was running into us! But this was no normal kid. He was short, chubby, about twelve years old and blonde. “Why, you’re losing your mind! There are plenty of kids like that!”, you might say. Yes, indeed. But this one had a distinctive trait: one out of three of his steps ended in a nice, though unelegant, backwards kick in the air, accompained by a little jump. This reminded me two things. First, Tido’s similar encounter of the third kind with this kind of beings. And second, the amazing Mr. John Cleese himself:

The Oddwalk Kid made me think. What’s his story? Why did he choose to walk that way? Is he a Fama fan? Or perhaps is he a Billy Elliot fan? As one of my friends said “Nah, he’s too fat to be Billy Elliot”.

Oddwalk Kid’s walking routine

I guess we’ll never know. But, from here, I wish to pay my respects to Oddwalk Kid. And I think you should, too.

Hail! Hail! The Oddwalk Kid!

He was born without a sense of rhythm, not even a bit,
but he grown up to be the Oddwalk Kid!
We are lost in the darkness of this world,
but he came to teach us how to really walk!
Hail! Hail! The Oddwalk Kid!*

*Lyrics taken from Tom Waits’ Eyeball Kid and modified by Mr. Paws and I.

“Tell us a tale, you’re the… er… guy who tells tales and all that stuff”

“I just want you to be happy
That’s my only little wish”

Just The Right Bullets, Tom Waits

“You ain’t got no money?
He’ll get you some
You ain’t got no car?
He’ll get you one
You ain’t have no self-respect,
you feel like an insect
Well don’t you worry buddy,
‘cause here he comes”

Red Right Hand, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Hi, it’s me, Javi! Since I started writing this blog –excuse me, Mr. Paws, since you and I started writing this blog, I’ve received tons of e-mails, from “What is this stupid piece of shit? It looks like it has been written by a chimpanzee! Oh, it has? Then it’s terrific!” to “This is the most marvelous piece of literature I’ve ever read! You should apply for the Nobel Prize!”. Well, I once was, but I didn’t win it. It’s all politics, you know.
I’ve also received a mail offering me discounts for buying Viagra, but it had little or nothing to do with the blog (I hope).

Anyway, everybody told me that the songs weren’t playing. It is true. I was using a server which does not work if you aren’t logged in from MY computer or whatsoever. Anyway, from now on CLICK on every blue word you see. It will take you to a new world of color, imagination, music and apes! C’mon, click on the songs at the beginning of the post if you haven’t done it yet!
Oh, and the web from which I extracted the lyrics from the Tom Waits’ songs has been closed. That’s a shame, because the lyrics had annotations explaining each reference and everything. But, on the good side, Tom Waits’ official website has been remade, and now it has audio and video player, quotes, and LYRICS TO EVERY SONG, so, thumbs up!

And now, let me tell you the story of how I came to use WordPress instead of Blogspot, the most common choice when it comes to blog writing. It is a story which I named:

Click here to read the story


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