My favorite Canadian song of all time

[Djamila]

I discovered this song through a beauty pageant. Each of the 9 girls vying for Miss Muslim Vratnik were introduced with 30-second walk down the catwalk, in casual clothing, with their own song playing.

It tends to attract models so most of the girls chose pounding techno beats and did a fast-paced, model's walk up and down the catwalk, pausing to spin around.

One girl (she came third, Second Friend) chose this song and I had to ask afterwards what it was. She was dressed so nice! Bright red shoes and a black skirt-suit. She also had an intelligent face, if you know what I mean? Some people just look very aware, very intelligent - something in their eyes - and she had that. She got the second-loudest cheers from the crowd.

My favorite part was her three-minute speech. She was the last to give hers, so all the other girls are lined up behind her, and she took two steps forward to speak. She talked about depression and suicide and how common and serious these problems are - meanwhile the other 8 girls are standing behind her, still grinning like pageant idiots - sort of shuddering with each horrible statistic she gave but never losing those smiles, hahaha. I almost fell out of my seat laughing.

I could listen to this on repeat for the rest of my life...

Michael Buble - Save the last dance for me
http://media.putfile.com/Save-The-Last-Dance-46

 

[klubbhead024]

I have always been partial to that song:
"I wanna drive the zamboni"

 

[Djamila]

I have always been partial to that song:
"I wanna drive the zamboni"

I don't know this song. My former favorite Canadian song was "Peter Street" by Celtic Connection, in Newfoundland (where Munevera lives). The lyrics reminded me so much of Bosnian culture, as did the place itself:

Oh you landsmen and you seamen come listen to my song
It's of a trick was played on me it won't detain you long
I came from sea the other day a lass I chanced to meet
She kindly asked me to a dance, was up on Peter street

"Oh no", says I, me fair maid, though I can dance quite well
Tonight I'm bound for Wicoloes town, 'tis where my people dwell
You'd better come with me she said the distance is not far
And finding her so frend-ily I jumped into her car

Well as the dance was over, straight to the bed did go
Was little did I ever think she'd pull my over-throw
Robbed my gold watch, and thirty pounds, a pack of ****, and fled
And left me there stark naked alone upon the bed

Now when I awoke at morning it was nothing did I spy
But a woman's shirt and apron upon the bed did lie
I rubbed my hands, I tore my hair, I cried, "what shall I do"
Ahh tonight I'm bound for Wicoloes town no more will I see you

Just as the streets were lonesome at the hour of four o'clock
I put on the shirt and apron, and marched down to the dock
The crew they saw me coming these words to me did say
My dear old chap you've struck a snap since you've been gone away

Are those the latest fasions the ladies wear on shore
Where is the shop you bought 'em at and is there anymore
The captin on the quarter deck looked at me with a frown
Saying, "Jack I'd buy a better suit than that for thirty pounds"

I would sir, if I could sir, if I only got the chance
But I met a girl on Peter street and she asked me to a dance
She danced my whole destruction, I got robbed from head to feet
And I'll take an oath, no more I'll go, to a dance on peter street

Oh you landsmen and you seamen a warning take by me
Be sure to choose good company when you go out on spree
Be sure to choose good company or you'll find yourself like me
With a womans shirt and apron for to fit you out to sea

 

[Djamila]

Awww... a live version of my new favorite song.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=mP86J5F2AIg

 

[Djamila]

*Swoon*

I'm still hooked. lol It's pretty bad when a soft, jazz-ish song can get a Bosnian woman to do a belly-dancish-waltz in her living room. By herself. lol