Was he playing along with the rubber glove to a tune having to do with milking cows, e.g. Milk Cow Blues?

Snappy tune...'eh.... ;0)

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Originally posted by chuckv97

Was he playing along with the rubber glove to a tune having to do with milking cows, e.g. Milk Cow Blues?

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I dunno ... being unfamiliar with MCB, I cued up a George Strait version on Youtube.  It doesn't ring a bell [not even a cowbell  ].   I just have to take it as Westman cable broadcasts it, so dunno when it might next roll around.  

I noticed that the guy operating the camera is the same one who also does some other jams in our area, though lately it's been somewhat less frequent [winter?  driving in the dark? not enough pay?]. However, when I next see him I intend to ask him about the tall/slim ... fwiw, the round drum looks as round as any; I don't see any distortion (?).

Hmm, I’m missing sumpin’,,,, again. Would an un-round drum have anything to do with milking a cow?

Not necessarily ... it's just that there are two parts to the OP:  a) tall(er)/slim(er) dancers, and b) rubber glove.

I just lumped the part about the round drum in there in my last post ^^ rather than a separate post ... thought it might eliminate one possibility in a).

[But, but, but, I did consider separating the two parts of my last post ^^ with a line of ===================== .  Maybe next time??  ]

Ok, so since the round drum looks round and not distorted, this then leads to your conclusion that people in Roche Percee are wolfing down bennies to stay slim. Interesting….

I'm thinkin' this might be the hall/building where these shenanigans take place....

furthermore, on a nastalgic personal note, I passed the road sign for Roche Percee many times , it being just north of the border/bordre crossing at Portal, ND and North Portal, SK. If hauling pork out of the Brandon Maple Leaf plant I'd stop in at the meat inspection building in Portal and then head for Stockton, CA or other distant destinations. 

Geez Chuck, yer giving me flashbacks.  Several years ago I'd posted that I thought the US would be well-served by a comprehensive immigration policy.  One of BHO's shining lights [cough, hack, cough] somehow twisted that into / accused me of being okay with children being murdered.  

The festival was in June of 2023. I haven't found reference to it on Google... the building looks to me to be a pole-shed style building with slabs and/or tarps strategically hung for protection from the sun/wind/??.  The dance floor looked to be quite adequate.

Not sure I get the murdered children/ comprehensive immigration policy connection,,,, that’s some kinda twist, I’d say. Any explanation ?

and flashbacks? ... regarding what eggzackly?

I couldn't see any connection either, but that didn't dissuade the "shining light," who naturally enough had no "explanation" either.

The flashback (?) is that I see a parallel in: "... [my] conclusion that people in Roche Percee  are wolfing down bennies to stay slim." 

But, but, but, It's not limited to the people of Roche Percee ... at one point I heard the MC acknowledge performers from Moose Jaw, St. Lazare and several points between.

Tsk, tsk,,, what’s the world coming to…..

We are getting a lot of TV ads about visiting Manitoba. Photos of flat land, polar bears, and bison the size of a Freightliner. You better get ready for a hoard of hippy dippy weirdos from the wet coast and other hidden ghettos of Canada.   Sometimes we get ads from the Northwest Territories. Is there a difference ? Many will say that the coldest spot is Winnipeg. 

Sure there's a diff Don ... the part of MB that isn't in the Cdn. Shield has towns, and roads, and farms, and "real" trees. 

 But, but, but, you needn't worry about them buffalo .... you can walk right up to one and poke it in the eye and it takes it all in stride.

1968, on a Greyhound bus, coming out of the miles & miles of Ontario and far eastern Manitoba forest, we suddenly seemed to burst into the ultra-flat , almost treeless prairie land, somewhere near Ste. Anne..... darn near had me drooling and gaping in awe. 

At the age of 26 I had not seen the prairies since I was 6. The porter on the train came to our bunk around 6:00 AM and whispered that we had to get up because we were about to pass Bigger and our Saskatoon destination was only about 90 minutes away. I looked out the window and it looked like we had ended up on a massive billiard table.

Say what??   Who cares about Saskatoon???   But, but, but, I can tell you with mucho confidence that you sure don't wanna miss Biggar!!