Today is Chuseok, the Korean harvestmoon "Thanksgiving." It's one of the biggest holidays of the year, here, and, just as in the US, there's a feeling that you're being "cheated" out of a holiday having a major holiday like this fall on a Sunday.
Most Koreans travel to their ancestral home-town (고향) for Chuseok. It's the kind of day when there are a lot of foreigners wandering around the country, with nothing to do. I'm going to go be a wandering foreigner.
It only has four legs. It’s a quadropus. Maybe. It’s kind of cute, though. Cool video.
What I’m listening to right now.
Wax Tailor (aka Jean-Christophe Le Saoût), “Time to Go (feat. Aloe Blacc).”
Also, by the same artist, this amazing track:
Wax Tailor, “We Be (feat. Ursula Rucker).”
Lyrics:
Watts Prophets :
I look at the moon so full and so bright
And then at the fireplace with it flickering light
And realised why this world would never be right
Then I through another lump on the fireUrsula Rucker :
We be, uh huh
We be, hmm hmmWe be
Travelling down the highway of the enemy
We be
Joining the endless convoy of cultural hegemony
We be
Missing the forest for the trees ’cause
We can’t see the evils that men do on TV
In the movies, overseas and right here on our streets
We be
Opting for vain glory over humility
We need, we need to break the convoy line
Get the hell off the highway
Take the road less travelled
‘Cause that moral fiber you thought was so tightly woven
It’s unravelling, it’s unravelled
I hate to tell y’all, it’s unravelledWatts Prophets :
Why do you insist on keeping us caged
You know all that does intensified rage
The world know this is the time
And all power to the people
Power to the peopleUrsula Rucker :
We be
Say, I’m standing on my soapbox again
Say, I’m one of those conscious artist
Talking that “change the world” shit again
Say, I might be just a bit too dramatic
Slash overzealous about what I see
As the human spirit’s dive into uncertainty
Say what you like, say what you like
‘Cause I’ll be all those things you say
All night and all day
Before I allow myself and soul
To wither away into, indistinctness
Live a half-life of blissfull ignorance
Never take another chance, another chance
Do the latest dance with the devil
And lose my dreams for all we could be
Lose my dreams for all we could be
We beWatts Prophets :
Why do you insist on keeping us caged
You know all that does intensified rage
The world know this is the time
And all power to the people
Power to the peopleUrsula Rucker :
We be
Many, so many
Many, like the number of death threats
That now come used to getWe be
Many, oh so many
Many, like the multitude of souls lost in the wars of men
Over gold, over power, over die and hateWe be
Many, so so many
Many, like the lies of pell the truth
The coward lies of profits and power bungers
Told to a cryer faith
To steal land to oppressed people
We be, the oppressed peoplesWe be
We be
Why can’t we be
More peaceful
Why can’t we be
Nicer to one another
Why can’t we be
We be
What we were meant to be
LoveWatts Prophets :
Why do you insist on keeping us caged
You know all that does intensified rage
The world know this is the time
And all power to the people
Power to the peopleUrsula Rucker :
We be
We be, uh huh, hmm, hmm
