So today my adoration of the beautiful Michaelle Jean was slightly tainted as she agreed to the ogre’s request to prorogue parliament. I didn’t actually know what the word meant till 8am as I heard it on the radio, and made what I thought was a great joke (see headline). Funny to the .008% of the population who know that particular parang song, which has the lyric “we parang de wrong house”. Not that I was necessarily hoping for the government to fall, it seems like another election is just around the corner anyhow. But I didn’t think MJ would support the ogre. C’est la vie…
Parang, as I know it, is a type of music played in Trinidad (venezulean/spanish) origins, which is traditionally played at Christmas. When I was there a few years ago, I heard a lot of parang. A group of musicians go from house to house, playing guitar and get invited in for drinks. I can’t remember the exact lyrics, but in the “we parang de wrong house” one, the group has gone to the wrong house and doesn’t get invited in – quite the opposite! Eerily similar to the mummering tradition in Newfoundland, and one day I hope to explore that subject as an art piece. Here is slice of the music: Daisy Voisin – Sereno Sereno