So, I'm not really a blogger; I don't really think I have anything important, funny, cool, crazy, intelligent enough to share in regular life that anyone would particularly want to read. I'm doing this as it seemed like an easier way to keep in touch with family and friends while away traveling. This is my observations, experiences, opinions, etc - sometimes well thought out, sometimes likely not. It's not meant to be a fantastic literary masterpiece, and will likely sometimes be terrible as I'm a bit out of practice, and writing like I would be talking to you. Just a way to share my experiences with a broader audience, take it or leave it. And, I may or may not continue to share other random things upon my return, we will see. Cheers!

Sunday, 15 May 2011

Music and Entertainment

*Disclaimer: I mean no disrespect to Ugandan culture or Gays with this post, it's simply observation and speaking in generalities, so don't flip out ;) *
Steph and I spent last weekend in Mukono to take a break and lay by the pool at the "mzungu" hotel.  Where we got sunburned, again, btw - that damn doxy!  Anyway - the music playing was like instrumental versions of 90's hits, for instance - Ace of Base, and the one and only - Macarena!  Awesomeness!
Celine Dion also seems to be quite popular here, go figure.  There is some sort of loudspeaker system here in Lugazi randomly playing music, and on more than one occasion I've heard Celine blaring over it; and not just any Celine, but TITANIC Celine!  And if that wasn't crazy enough for you, I've also heard music from Aladdin - yes Aladdin, the Disney cartoon.  Not joking.  I also got into a taxi one morning to the likes of Ms. Dion on the radio and actually started laughing - don't mind me, just the crazy mzungu over here.  Did I mention that all of the taxi drivers and conductors are men? (Side note time: I wonder if this has anything to do with the (what we would consider) rather feminine tendencies of the men here? They're typically pretty thin, have slender hands - which they make feminine gestures with, and hold hands with their male friends.  We actually asked our host mom about this, and she was like, "yeah, that's normal.  Don't you hold hands with your friends?  don't men hold hands?"  Um, no, typically we only hold hands with significant others, therefore men holding hands would signal that they were gay. Mind you gay is NOT okay here. On the flip side of this, the women are typically larger than the men, and have some serious, hard working man hands!  I don't know why they ever take any shit from their men, 'cause I'm pretty sure they could kick some ass!  end of side note)
Our house gets just your basic TV, a few channels; every once in a while there's something terrible in English, and if we're lucky we'll catch some news.  They seem to randomly play music videos - usually Ugandan - they are so budget, ridiculous and I don't know - 80's or 90's ish, it's often completely comical.  However, one morning we did start the day off with a little Michael Jackson, followed by Modonna, when the Ugandan morning show apparently started playing music videos instead of commercials - cool, I guess.  Speaking of the morning show - the hosts are awful, as are the hosts of most shows here, I'm constantly laughing at the unbelievable shit they say.  Oh, and the morning show has a segment that covers the headlines in the newspapers - literally they have all the newspapers and go through them on TV.....hmmmm?
The best though, is the soap operas. Our host mom has one that she aslways watches around dinner, so we watch with her of course.  What makes this special is that it's a Filipino soap opera, that has been dubbed in English, and then is narrated in Lugandan - it's a total cluster.  So we get some of the English, and then the narration will take over the scene; narration by a man, who will occasionally laugh at the drama - while he's talking.  It's nuts. 

1 comment:

  1. Ahhhahahahahahahahaha....I mean that's all I have to say about that. I can't wait until you come home so I can hear more :)

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