Olipa kerran kummallinen keikkareissu festivaaleille HongKongiin. Aivan, sinne maahan, ei halpatavataloketjuun. Sillä samaisella reissulla koneeseen kiipesi yksi kohtalaisen hauska, cool ja jo tunnettukin kaustislainen Viulupelimanni.
Ja tietty muutakin väkeä joulupukista ja lennikalletaipaleesta maaherraan, mutta Viulupelimanni on nyt avainhenkilö tässä tarinassa.
Samoille festivaaleille oli raahattu ruotsalaista enkelikuoroa ja ties mitä kikujuorkesteria porukkaa hauskuuttamaan. Yhtenä iltana hotellin aulassa oli iso kyltti, jossa käskettiin orkesteria nimeltä ShitWalkers saapumaan tiettyyn aikaan tiettyyn paikkaan. Ja sitä me sitten Viulupelimannin kanssa kaksin kerroin, reisiin lyöden nauramaan.
Seuraavana yönä Viulupelimanni osti yömarkkinoilta mustaruskean, poikittain liukuvärjätyn äärimmäisen tiukan keinokuituisen ribbineuleen, joka kylläkin sopi miehen varteen melko täydellisesti. Hän nimesi oitis paidan Paskakävelijäpaidaksi.
Neuloessani sitten kotomaassa vuosien päästä noita sukkavaihtosukkia, tuli tuo paita sukkien napakkuudesta ja soukkuudesta mieleheni. Ja nimi oli valmiina!
Tarina kertoo vielä, että silloin tällöin Viulupelimanni pukeutuu vieläkin Paskakävelijäpaitaan ja saa suuni hymynvirneeseen. Ja hän tietää miksi.
This is a story how Shitwalkers got their name.
Once upon a time was one performancetrip to HongKong, where they had a huge festival. In the same aeroplane sat one quite well known Finnish Fiddler from Kaustinen, who is known as cool and nice guy. Also some not so impertant other people like Santa Claus was also with, but the Fiddler is now the key in this story.
In the same hotel there were for example Swedish angelchoir and what ever bands around the world. One evening there was a huge sign in lobby, where they told band called ShitWalkers to be somewhere at certain time. Fiddler and me laughed ourselves almost dead.
At the same night in nightmarket Fiddler bought a very tight, acrylic, brown and black pullover, which actually suited him very well, but he immediately called it Paskakävelijäpaita (ShitWalkerPullover), which sounds quite funny in Finnish.
Now several years later that pullover came into my mind while knitting those swapsocks. They had their name already!
Now the story ends with a note, that Fiddler wears the ShitWalkerPullover still every now and then and makes me grin widely. And he knows why.)
Once upon a time was one performancetrip to HongKong, where they had a huge festival. In the same aeroplane sat one quite well known Finnish Fiddler from Kaustinen, who is known as cool and nice guy. Also some not so impertant other people like Santa Claus was also with, but the Fiddler is now the key in this story.
In the same hotel there were for example Swedish angelchoir and what ever bands around the world. One evening there was a huge sign in lobby, where they told band called ShitWalkers to be somewhere at certain time. Fiddler and me laughed ourselves almost dead.
At the same night in nightmarket Fiddler bought a very tight, acrylic, brown and black pullover, which actually suited him very well, but he immediately called it Paskakävelijäpaita (ShitWalkerPullover), which sounds quite funny in Finnish.
Now several years later that pullover came into my mind while knitting those swapsocks. They had their name already!
Now the story ends with a note, that Fiddler wears the ShitWalkerPullover still every now and then and makes me grin widely. And he knows why.)
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