Posted on Apr 30th, 2010 by Gabe
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Werttrew sent this video in as a tip this morning, and admittedly, it is older and has more views than I would normally find acceptable in the FAST PACED WORLD OF BREAKING FART BLOGGING. (“We live in a 24-hour fart cycle!”) But I also haven’t laughed this hard in a long time. So, you know, let’s all just relax and just enjoy ourselves for once in our lives.
































I don’t know whether it’s funnier as a sincere video, or as something dude created for laffs.
from the creator of Homo Pirates.
I don’t know what that is, but I still like to think this was a real video and he’s just super into it.
I went to Panama and heard this AT LEAST once a day, played by “traditional” flutists on the street.
It was 2009.
such a big budget for the video, but no money left over for recorder lessons.
I only got to Hot Cross Buns before I lost interest in recorder instruction.
Same. I can play Hot Cross Buns on almost any instrument, but no other songs.
I remember in my 4th grade music class if you had experience, you were allowed to play a song on the piano at the end of class. There were a number of kids in the class that had probably had lessons straight out of the womb and would proceed to play Mozart, Chopin, etc. Despite my inexperience, I got sick of watching one day and sat down at the piano. I played a lovely duet of Chopsticks and Hot Cross Buns, peppered with missed and off-key notes. It didn’t go over well – my music teacher sent me to the principal’s office for being dishonest about having piano lessons. I haven’t touched a piano since, and that fateful day still haunts my memory.
I could play the shit out of Bah Bah Black Sheep on recorder though.
I too played a pathetic song on the piano at the end of a middle school music class. I owned Mary Had a Little Lamb.
I commend your desire to perform. I, on the other hand, would have sooner died than play the piano in front of my classmates. That was only reserved for akward saturday piano recitals with my grandparents in attendence.
I remember reading this weird book about the revolutionary war when I was in 4th grade, and at the same time my best friend was learning the recorder for school, and so every time I went over to her house I would grab the recorder, hold it perpendicular to my mouth and parade around proclaiming, “I am playing my fife.” There are a lot of levels to this story that mean nothing to anyone but me, but I guess in revolutionary war times there were bands with fifes?
Wow, sorry for all that, truly.
Visual aid, cause I am sure all of you care.
or not. That was suppose to be a picture of a fife. NEVER MIND IMMA JUST BE OVER HERE BY MYSELF NOW
I love stories about little kids being weird history nerds. In 6th grade, I went through a phase where I would draw on kleenexes with red marker and try to convince my teachers that I had consumption.
Is this guy in on the joke or what. He looks so much like HarMar Superstar, I’m going to say yes.
I think he perfectly captures the quality of the movie…
This isn’t about farts. Therefore, i am not interested. From now on i pledge to get my fart-related news elsewhere. Good day, sir.
I think I may have played this song on the flute somewhere in my life.
You forgot to warn us that there would be candlelight. Also, he is not a professional recorder player (recordist?).
you assholes shouldn’t laugh. puberty is a very difficult time for a recorder.
It’s better to have loved and recordered than to never have loved at all.
I hope this accompanies the book adaptation Cameron is definitely working on.
To be fair, recorder is pretty much an impossible instrument not to sound terrible on.
My uncle plays a mean recorder, which means that he owns recorders of all different sizes (which apparently exist?), and even goes so far as to multi-track record himself playing the recorder with himself (time-space continuum etc). Anyhow, he has started to video-record this and is posting them to youtube, so I’m counting the days until this is all linked on videogum and he is torn to shreds in the comments.
True Life: This was my favorite song as a little kid. Right up there with “Gimme Shelter” and “Graceland”.
One of those things is not like the other.
Why does this remind of (what I imagine would be*) a Josh Groban video?
*Note: I do not typically watch Josh Groban videos… though making this reference is a bit incriminating. I’ll just show myself to Internet Time Out.
For such a small country, Hungarians sure do comment a lot on youtube. Did anyone else notice this?