The day the music died

The King of Saudi Arabia passed away yesterday at the age of 90.  Today some ex-pats are about to celebrate Australia day, which commemorates the first British fleet to arrive at the BIG island, more specifically Port Jackson in 1788.

So what does these two have days have in common?  Absolutely nothing.  Unless you are in Dubai.

The clash of cultures are evident in the way these two countries choose to remember the events.

I get the impression that the Australian youth, and those young at heart, would like to spend the day partying.  Partying would involve friends and beer.  Any party planner worth his money will tell you that the secret to a memorable party would the right crowd, the right location and the right music.

Dubai on the other hand, choose to show respect for the recently deceased king by not allowing any public/open air venue to play any music.  See the problem?  Irony has dictated that this period of silence would be for three days, which is exactly the same amount of time I am spending in this country.

Fosters (an Australian beer brand) is promoting the consumption of the local stuff by handing out hats and flip-flops left, right and center.  There is not a person in sight who’s not wearing something blue.  Not that these ex-pats need any more motivation to drink.  This desire comes from within.  Here we have a great crowd that has flocked to an excellent venue…without music.  A joyous event dampened by silence.

It might not sound like a big deal, but have you ever been to a bar without music?  The only thing you hear is the buzz of people talking.

And it got me thinking, for if it did not, it would be senseless post.  I wasn’t alive when Kennedy was assassinated, well maybe I was, but I don’t remember it.  Sorry, I’m forty and my memory is failing. But I was here when Nelson Mandela died.  My question is this: How does the Western world celebrate the life of our great leaders, other than making a movie about it?

I don’t recall an imposed period of silence but you have to admit there is something noble about the gesture.  Or maybe it’s just me.

I’m not saying that it should or shouldn’t be done, I’m #justsaying.

At least they still have 26 January this year, which is the actual Australia day.

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9 thoughts on “The day the music died

  1. Interesting question. And no, you were not here when Kennedy was assassinated. That was in 63. In America we observe the death of someone important by gossiping about them on fake news outlets. If they were REALLY important, they might get a holiday named after them, and if they were REALLY REALLY important, you might see a day off from school or work. Probably not, though. Plus, we haven’t had somebody really really important in this country in a while. Add to that, that it’s pretty much a necessity that you be assassinated in order to be remembered publicly in any sort of way, and quite honestly, I don’t see anybody getting any kind of public tribute in the near future. The closest to a public day of remembrance I’ve seen for a while was when Michael Jackson died, and, well… In reality that’s just kind of embarrassing.

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  2. I find it interesting, the way people pay respect/grieve for those they’ve lost, whether they’re “famous” or not. I prefer to subscribe to the Dr Seuss school of thought… “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened!”

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      • Heck no! I love music (even thought there’s not a musical bone in my body). And music can evoke such wonderful memories. Like the song, “That Old Time Rock and Roll”. That song belongs to my friend and I. When it plays, we dance. It’s “our” song. It’s good memories of dances held in little halls, in the middle of nowhere, 25 years ago. “Drops of Jupiter” reminds me of my daughter. It was the first song she ever sang at a music recital. Rod Stewart, Eric Clapton, Neil Diamond, KISS, Bonnie Rait, Garth Brooks, Dolly Parton and so many others were such a big part of my growing up (I had eclectic tastes, LOL). They added colour to the world. No, no, no. Never let the music stop.

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  3. When Bush dies ( because he will be the next president to kick the bucket ) flags will probably be at half staff for a few day and half the countrie will be sad and talk about how wonderful he was and the othr half will be partying and making dumb president jokes with a beer never leaving thier hand.

    Either way, its a sad nod to our history.

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