308: “Simba” by Les Baxter
December 4, 2012 Leave a comment
The fox looks up at the grapes, so tantalizing, yet just out of reach.
He circles, eyes locked on the voluptuous grapes. He can almost taste them.
He leaps. Snaps. No grapes. Circles. Repeats.
He circles again and again, never taking his eyes off the grapes. Until some other fox comes along and says “Hey doofus, know what I did today? I ate some gophers. Good stuff. You should maybe look into it. Meat. Foxes eat it. Ya dip.” And he smirks, the way that only a fox with gopher blood on its muzzle can smirk.
But the original fox that I mentioned was circling the grapes because he is a vegan and very enthusiastically so. Thus, he disregards the other wolf’s comments and replies, “If I were a human who killed foxes and sheathed myself in their skins, I wouldn’t even want to wear you if it was negative 70 degrees out! You suck! You stink of gopher guts. At least I have my dignity.” And he goes right back to circling the grapes and advancing his nutritional degradation.
That is the tale of the fox and the grapes.
The moral of this tale is “Simba” by Les Baxter. Fans of the Beta Band might recognize it from the samples. It was well-chosen as a sample-base. This song is exotica at its best. “Simba” has a half dozen different lives, packed into less than 3 minutes. The song starts in the jungle, travels through space, and ends in a spicy cantina where the ladies know how to gyrate. Captain James Tiberius Kirk belongs in this paragraph, with an Andorian martini and a phaser in-hand.
Enjoy.
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