I missed Junior’s band festival Saturday, seeing that I was working overtime to help prop up the crumbling U.S. banking system, but I was related a story so rich in its multilayered ironies that I had to share.
One of the bands in the competition chose as its performance suite this year, “Music from Hunt for Red October.” The climax of the set? The Soviet National Anthem. Of course, it was described in the festival program as ‘Hymm from Hunt for Red October.’
While I’m no Marxist-Leninist (unlike the unintentional Bolshevist emulators in neo-fascist’s clothing in the national Republican organization), I have to admit that, as national anthems go, the Soviet entry is pretty catchy.
Where else but in Southwest Virginia? I suspect that the band’s director was a secret Fred Thompson agitpropnik . . . .
Unfortunately, I have no video or audio of the event, but now, a blast from 1989 . . . .
do svidaniya Rodina!
Soyuz nerushimy respublik svobodnykh
Splotila naveki velikaya Rus’!
Da zdravstvuyet sozdanny voley narodov
Yediny, moguchy Sovetsky Soyuz!