My favorite songs are the ones about shooting weasels. I find them
the easiest to relate to out of the songs you're likely to hear on the
radio or places like that. There aren't so many of them, but that's
actually one of the things I like about them: because it is not one of
the trendier topics you can write a song about, usually the ones that
come out about shooting weasels are pretty knowledgeable of the subject
and will be able to express something about the subject from firsthand
experience.
Shooting weasels is a much derided pastime,
unfairly, in my estimation. Of course you have those who believe an
animal should never be harmed for sport -- but I've always felt we're
never going to change each others' minds so the thing to do is just to
respect each others' opinions and that's that. But even the game
hunters don't like us so much, which is a bit harder to swallow. They
think because they stalk their animals whereas we merely stick our guns
into weasel holes and blast several shots without looking, that there is
a distinction between our hobbies. I don't think that's a fair
assessment -- I think there's just as much sport in shooting weasels as
their is in anything, because sometimes you shoot down a hole and you
don't even hit anything, it's just sort of luck-of-the-hole.
The
songs I like about shooting weasels are usually ones with a more upbeat
tone and a dance beat, although not really "dance-y" like club music
but just something with a little swing that you can dance to. I think
they most evocatively capture the real fun and family atmosphere of
shooting weasels with your friends, of popping open a couple beers and
ripping up someone's lawn blasting shotguns down weasel holes and
pulling bloody, gutted weasel pelts out of the ground and waving them
around over your head.
I'll listen to an anti-shooting
weasel song, too, if it at least displays a fundamental understanding of
the issue. Which, admittedly, is rare, but you can find a couple.
Most of my friends say absolutely not, they won't listen to that kind of
thing, but I like to have an open mind, if it's got a good tune and a
little swing you can dance to.
I tried to write a song
about shooting weasels once. But I don't know how notes or chords work
and I accidentally punched a hole through my grampa's guitar when I
tried to play it. My song sounded real bad and my friends and loved
ones made fun of me for it.
We do like to listen to
music while we're shooting weasels sometimes, but mostly we do it in
silence. All the better to hear the wind scraping the leaves and the
trickling of a lovely brook and the scream and wheeze and deflation of a
newly ripped-apart weasel. It's what heaven sounds like, I imagine,
when you make it there. And in heaven, there are no anti-weasel
shooting songs, and there are no empty holes, and every time you fire a
shot, a thousand weasels die.
Tuesday, February 04, 2014
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