Song for the campaign – Serf City

‘Alvis’ posted:

There’s a song out now about NZ’s descent into the third world, or is it back to the middle ages? Released to coincide with the election:

More information on their blog: Serf City

This post is a heads up about the new single release from The Hopkinsville Goblins, “Serf City”, tied to some wider thoughts on the current state of things.

…see politics as a surrealist circus at best and a dance of death at worst. The truth probably lies halfway in between. Let’s face it. Democracy is basically a lottery in which you risk giving people you wouldn’t ordinarily piss on the power to control your destiny. I guess it beats fascism, but there are some sliding scales of democracy so you need to be careful what you are talking about.

Democracy at best is an illusion derived from the clever use of statistics. There hasn’t been a real mandate for any government to rule in any world power for longer than anyone can comfortably remember. Last year saw the big backlash against this, but the effect was even worse than the cause. Rock to the left, hard place to the right.

After the insanity around the world throughout 2016, the good people of New Zealand are now facing their own political circus in September this year. Yes, we get to choose from the same parade of ego-maniacs, carpet-baggers and crooks that have always called parliament home, plus the clutch of do-gooders who try (and fail) to keep it real.

All of this taking place while the country slides ever further into third world status. Possibly an exaggeration, but it wouldn’t surprise me if smallpox makes a comeback here first, or some new and unknown super, resistant-to-everything bug busts out here to decimate the tiny population as a warm up to taking down the rest of the planet. Plague and poverty are ours for the taking.

The Hopkinsville Goblins have a new single out. It’s a thinly disguised stab at life in New Zealand’s largest city – a place now so absurdly over-priced that even its own residents can’t afford to live there. For the few that can it’s probably a really nice place to be, although it does tend to rain a lot. For everyone else it’s … well, get the single and you can sing along to the chorus.

Let them eat lamingtons on the last bus home

Alvis describes themselves as “the agent on Earth for the Hopkinsville Goblins, passing on interstellar wisdom of the musical kind.”

Tutira Mai

There have been attempts to get All Black supporters singing more at games with Tutira Mae.

It’s not the most rousing of songs but it swings along ok. The lyrics are simple but good, and it’s uniquely us.

Tūtira Mai Ngā Iwi – Stand Together People

Our performance as Kiwi sports fans off the pitch needs to improve. Imagine if the performance of the world’s best rugby team’s fans could match the performance of the world’s best rugby team? Imagine if we put aside our cultural cringe, and adopted a common chant that all kiwis would be proud to belt out when our boys and girls on the field (any field, of any sport) need it.

We propose to you that we adopt lyrics from the incredible song ‘Tūtira mai ngā iwi’ as our national chant, and that forthwith we all commit to learning it, practicing it, and then proudly yelling it at the top of our lungs at every opportunity in every sporting match ever. If you don’t know the song, or have forgotten, consider the words:

Tūtira mai ngā iwi – (Stand Together People)
Aue (Yeah Baby!)
Tātou tātou e (All of us, all of us)

Here’s is how we see it playing out… it’s 78th minute of the test. The ABs are grinding it out, defending their line against a relentless onslaught of yellow jerseys as the opposition forward lurch towards the line in yet another wave. Our boys are tired, the crowd is silent, the team needs our support… and then, from the crowd, a clear voice yells out – initially alone, but quickly joined by hundreds around them ‘Tūtira mai ngā iwi!’ and the whole crowd – the ENTIRE of Eden Park – joins in the refrain ‘Aue!’. Then again ‘Tūtira mai ngā iwi’, and ‘Aue!’. Then a third time ‘Tūtira mai ngā iwi’ and ‘Aue!’ and finally, 60,000 people on their feet all yell the final refrain ‘Tātou tātou e’! Cue the rejuvenated ABs to win the turnover ball, run the length of the pitch for a runaway game winning try, and then crowned the champions again – all buoyed along by the support of their home crowd and their new chant.

The Song

Tūtira mai ngā iwi, (aue!)
tātou tātou e
Tūtira mai ngā iwi, (aue!)
tātou tātou e
Whaia te marama-tanga,
me te aroha – e ngā iwi!
Kia tapatahi,
Kia ko-tahi rā
Tātou tātou e

Tā-tou tā-tou
(tahi, rua, toru, wha)
Hi aue hei !!!

Stand together people
All of us, all of us
Stand in rows people
All of us, all of us
Seek after knowledge
and love of others – everyone
Think as one
Act as one
All of us, all of us

All of us, All of us!!
(one, two, three, four)
Hi aue hei !!!