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Greetings Garden Dwellers. Welcome back to Out of Standard, where I will set before you a challenge to defy the conventions of a particular theme. I will call upon you to write out of the standard and find new places in the everyday, but caution: there will be a twist is a twist. Let’s move onward to September’s challenge...
FUTURE SAILORS
Folks, sometimes it’s most difficult to find inspiration in the absurdly sublime. So for this month’s out of standard, I am calling upon the most ridiculously awesome thing I know....The Mighty Boosh.
The Mighty Boosh is a British comedy troupe featuring comedians Julian Barratt and Noel Fielding. They have developed a TV series for the BBC, a radio show, and this October they are reuniting for a comedy tour. And yet despite the abundance of Boosh material, today’s challenge will focus on one short bit: Future Sailors. Below is a clip and the lyrics to an original Boosh Song.
The Challenge:
Write a poem using any of the Future Sailor’s lyrics EXCEPT the lines I have stricken through...those were too standard. You must use the whole line of lyric and not just one word. Go ahead, my muddy buddies, let the brilliance of electro and futuristic sea shanties invade you brain meats and bring us back something startling, shiny, and new.
Future sailors
We're future sailors
Electronic castaway
Digital stowaway
Cyborg sea-dog,
Future sailors
Future sailors
Robot starfish
Nylon admiral
KEEP IN MIND
Like every challenge, your poem must by newly written for this challenge and not one which you have previously written which conveniently fits the theme.
Um, how could something we've previously written possibly be construed to fit this theme, Izy?
ReplyDeleteSomething that previously happened, but never made it into poetry, might fit the theme, however.
Going to sleep on it, too tired to write tonight, and the dog is snoring happily behind me.
K
Goodness, I thought what the...It is hilarious.
ReplyDeleteI lied, apparently. I wrote it tonight, posted before midnight Mountain Standard Time. NOW going to go to bed. Dog hasn't stopped snoring.
ReplyDeleteK
Avaunt thee from my sight, you cyborg dog!
ReplyDeleteI dunno. It's kind of Shakespearean.
;-)
This reminds me of Flight of the Conchords! Hilarious!
ReplyDeleteThat was fun and I even brought in the sevenling that some of us were talking about yesterday!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Izy!!
I want a cyborg sea dog! lol
ReplyDeleteShiver me timbers - this was a hoot.
ReplyDeleteThis was fun!
ReplyDeleteShips! Futures! So many images!
ReplyDeleteokay, i have no idea what the hell i just wrote but at least i was able to string some words together, so that's progress. thanks, Izy :)
ReplyDeleteI don't do Brit. Sowwy!
ReplyDeleteI apologize.
ReplyDelete@Marian.. Yours made a lot of sense to me, especially the question:
ReplyDeleteWhat are we supposed
to do now?
Somehow I managed to twist this into something not so "out" there :) This was NOT easy... until I questioned my 5 year old about it. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely Stuff - Thanks Izzy.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Came back here to say excellent response to the prompt Marian.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]