12/7/07 – Full Of Beans, Irricana, AB

I always expect a ruckus when I hit Full Of Beans in Irricana. There’s something about the intimacy of a small town that dissolves the inhibitions of the inhabitants. But when you’re told that a seasonal sing-along is more rowdy than “Stripper Night”, it’s time to re-evaluate who is the sheep and who is the shepherd.

Granted they weren’t standing on their chairs, craning their necks to see me pick up various objects with various body parts, but I’ve never heard Christmas carols sound more like drinking songs. They were pounding the table in solidarity with the little drummer boy (pa rum pum pum pum – “rum” being the operative syllable), they were criticizing the opposite side of the room for not singing “Silent Night” with as much gusto, they were bringing out their washtub basses (complete with hockey stick neck) to accompany me.

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Click the image above to witness my own attempts at wielding the tub to the tune
of my previously a capella arrangement of “Hush, My Dear, Lie Still And Slumber”.


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Click the image above to hear un-spoiled
samples of the Christmas album.