Fake. Where's the ox?
@Adullamite - Eh? Eh?@A. - He's in the title of the post, silly.I don't think the sign is fake, since the road leads to the annual festival grounds. But you may be right.
And the title of the post is on the road sign?I heard it'd been bombed anyway.
No, the title of the post is in the title of the post.
@Adullamite, eh(2) - This post requires a passing knowledge of (1) American Rock and Roll groups and songs of 1965, and (2) American mythology and tall tale telling of the upper midwest. (Think Finn McCool, only interesting.)A. will probably explain from her store of American Midwest mythology.
Got me beat. Sonny and Cher yes, though calling them a 'rock and roll group' is a bit of a stretch, Paul Bunyan, yes, heard of him, but???
Or you can be born and raised on Disney as, in fact, I was and have raised my own children so that you are familiar with the cartoon semi-short Paul Bunyan and the associated song about Bunyan and his big blue ox, Babe. Takes a bit to put the picture and the title together but it can be done. I'm thinking RM was bored.
Maybe I should have posted a picture of Paul and Babe standing side by side instead of a street sign. Too late now.PS - Its SUPPOSED to take some time to make the connection between titles and photos. The harder it is, the more knowledgeable the reader must be. It is a hallmark of an incredibly good post. Congratulations for living in the USA. :)Ok -- do you know why Babe is blue?
In 1965 there was rock and there was country, as far as charts went. "Pop" was born later along with grunge and electronic boogie woogie. Billboard listed the Bonos' songs as "Rock". Of course you would be right by todays standards, Soub.
@Soubriquet - But thank you for playing, ok? You honor me. And Minnesota.Here's your alternative question: How did Sonny die?
"Well now, one winter it was so cold that all the geese flew backward and all the fish moved south and even the snow turned blue. Late at night, it got so frigid that all spoken words froze solid afore they could be heard. People had to wait until sunup to find out what folks were talking about the night before.Paul Bunyan went out walking in the woods one day during that Winter of the Blue Snow. He was knee-deep in blue snow when he heard a funny sound between a bleat and a snort. Looking down, he saw a teeny-tiny baby blue ox jest a hopping about in the snow and snorting with rage on account of he was too short to see over the drifts.Paul Bunyan laughed when he saw the spunky little critter and took the little blue mite home with him. He warmed the little ox up by the fire and the little fellow fluffed up and dried out, but he remained as blue as the snow that had stained him in the first place. So Paul named him Babe the Blue Ox."From American Folklore, just so you don't think I really do have a store of midwest mythology.
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Eh? This Paul had a bunion which he rode on an ox while a member of a rock band in 1965? American folklore, like Hollywood films you mean?
@A. - I was going to say, your narrative sounded very familiar. :) Hark back to my childhood. @Adulamite - Yeah, like Hollywood films. Not much interesting on this side of the pond.
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