You think I’m the devils child and you branded me a climate change denier…

Let me be the one to introduce DanPrawn to the world.

Man this is going to go viral. 17 views and it’s headed for thousands…

Great new talent!

“I thank my lucky stars that I became a climate change denier”

Thank you Dan!

UPDATE: A few days later as it’s gone to 13k views. See the youtube link.

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Christmas Carols for coal

Oh yes, sure. These are really going to catch on. The grippy totalitarian, gimme dat culture strikes again with hot lyrics like “We Wish You a Steady Climate”, “We all Yearn for Solar Panels”, and “Away in The Arctic”. They sound for all the world like they were written by a climate model. If we can’t outdo this, making them funnier and more in the spirit of Christmas, I’ll eat my keyboard.

Please do your best, the official PDF is here. (Carols against Coal backed up here.)

We wish you a Steady Climate

Tune: Trad English (We with you a merry Christmas) Lyrics: Petrina Barson

We wish you a steady climate, we wish you a steady climate, we wish you a steady climate and a happy new year.

Glad tidings we bring to you and your kin. We wish you a steady climate and a happy new year.

We just want ambitious targets, we just want ambitious targets, we just want ambitious targets so bring some out here. Glad …

We won’t go until we get some, we won’t go until […]

McCartney sings from inside the bubble — grab the keys and lock climate denier Trump up?

Poor McCartney tries to write a rebel saviour song. Instead he captures the blind mystification of a protected class living in a bubble who have no idea that millions of people are rebelling against the bully thought police and their demands for hero-status and money. Half the population of the West see through the modern witchdoctors who get every prediction wrong.

McCartney’s genius solution? “Lock him up”

Spot the irony, apparently Trump should have listened to “the will of the people”? What exactly does McCartney think 60 million people voted for?

The captains crazy but he doesn’t let them know it. He’ll take us with him if we don’t do something to slow it. How can we stop him Grab the keys and lock him up

Below decks, the engineer cries The captain’s gonna leave us when the temperatures rise The needle’s going up, the engine’s gonna blow And we are gonna be left down below Down below

Despite repeated warnings Of dangers up ahead Well, the captain wasn’t listening To what was said

Now the ropes that have bound him (What can we do?) Prove that he should have listened (What […]

Kill the Climate Deniers is back with a new club dance album

Remember the government funded play “Kill The Deniers”? They’re back!

This time they’ve got a talkie-dance video (is it funded by the ACT government again? I don’t know). They’re launching it today in Canberra (Weds 21st). See it below — at first glance I thought David Finnigan was up to his deep game — living satire — where he pretends to mock skeptics while he’s really satirizing the Global Worriers, post modern art, and pointless government funding. It could be, but this one looks more like a therapy session. Let’s work through the pain, and pretend the artistes paid for childish drama are the victims of meanie words…

But cynically, seriously, maybe climate skeptics were the only ones who paid any attention last time, and this is just a gambit for a link from Andrew Bolt?

Note the credits:

Words by Andrew Bolt, Joanne Nova, and Bishop Hill and all the commenters

The narrative is about someone with a bag on their head who gets uncovered, does a big stretch, dances around some cardboard heads, then she stops and they put the bag back on. Plotless. (You expected a plot, you philistine?)

Andrew Bolt is […]

The Vicar of Bray (updated)

A Sunday change of pace, for those who are musically inclined. – Jo

The Vicar of Bray (probably now preaching at a college in upstate New York)

An updated version[1] by William York (who is looking for a singer, or group. A counter tenor or others?)

In George Bush Senior’s golden days when climate no harm meant, A zealous scientist was I, and so I gained preferment. I saw the rise of CO2 might be a source of funding And so I wrote computer code that soon defied unbundling.

chorus: And this be law, I shall insist Until my dying day, sir That what so ere the weather ist, The climate is at fault, sir.

When William Clinton came to power, then climate was in fashion, And bold Al Gore bestrode the world whose climate was his passion The IPCC, I found, did fit Full well my own projections And I had been a Wall Street quant, but for these good connections. 8 out of 10 based on 58 ratings […]

The Climate Brick Road song — “surrender your neurology to the church of climatology”

This song is growing on me. It didn’t grab me in the first verse, but I was definitely smiling by the middle. A rollicking… satire.

I could see this going down very well at the right party. :- )

Thanks to James Black, a Tropicarnival music award winner, see his site. This song is part of an album “Songs From Inside The System”, and I hear it started as a short poem here. Support the musician who doesn’t follow the same meme as so many others, there are plenty more songs yet to be written about our collective craziness.

My favourite lines:

“Paying your carbon taxes,

paying trillions to the goldman saches,

surrender your neurology,

to the church of climatology,

that science garbology,

is new world theology.

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