Wonder King Movie
Lane Frisch
It was forty-two years ago this week that Stevie Wonder, along with a group of musicians and politicians, stood on the same area of the Capitol building that was recently overrun by Trump supporters, to argue for Dr. Martin Luther King\u2019s birthday to be declared a national holiday. In 1981 the multi-talented singer-songwriter-musician-producer was coming off one of the greatest runs of creative and commercial success in history. Albums like \u2018Talking Book,\u2019 \u2018Innervisions,\u2019 \u2018Songs in the Key of Life\u2019 and \u2018Hotter Than July\u2019 had made Wonder pop musics leading figure. Moreover as a child of the \u201860s Civil Rights Movement, Wonder had always had a political consciousness.
While Detroit Congressman John Conyers had initiated the of marking Dr. King\u2019s January 15th birthday as a national holiday, Wonder had embraced the idea and made the effort an signature part of his legacy. I\u2019d traveled down to D.C. for the day as part of new gig at Record World magazine, a now defunct music trade publication, where I had recently started as a staff reporter covering the black music scene. Admittedly my memories of the day are a bit fuzzy: I remember standing on the Washington Mall; listening to various activist speak; recall the presence of both Gil Scott-Heron (who was a big supporter of the effort) and Gladys Knight; can still feel my feet getting cold in the biting January air; and Wonder giving a rambling speech.
What I\u2019ve found interesting is how many people don\u2019t know that Wonder\u2019s song is about King (and I\u2019m not just talking about people in their 20s.) An informal survey of adults from 40s to 20s found that most of them did not know the song\u2019s inspiration was in political agitation. While Wonder\u2019s \u201CHappy Birthday\u201D is now a staple of celebrations most folks know the infectious hook and, maybe, the first verse. As the cake is brought out at most parties folks clap along as they sing the chorus. But there\u2019s a long middle section of the song that makes Wonder\u2019s bigger goal explicit.
The beauty of a great song is that, whatever the songwriter\u2019s intent, it has its own life, gaining new meanings and is used in new ways that obscure its origins. In the case of Wonder\u2019s \u201CHappy Birthday\u201D its important, I think at this time, to reclaim it as a political anthem. There was great opposition to the King Holiday movement. Even after Ronald Reagan signed it into law in 1983 several states refused to acknowledge it (which would inspire Chuck D to write \u201CBy the Time I Get To Arizona\u201D for Public Enemy.) Just as Dr. King\u2019s ideas are now regularly taken out of context (often by right wingers) and his more radical ideas ignored, Wonder\u2019s song, while delightful as melody, shouldn\u2019t be heard as just a harmless tune, but a very successful piece of political agitation.
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Golden Wonder King Pot Noodle Chicken and Mushroom Flavour - United Kingdom Happy New Year! It's the end of 2015 and I need to send my apologies for being so elusive. I've had a few struggles and backwards steps over the last few months and, while its been lovely to see new followers appearing on HCYETC, I've not posted for what seems like ages. I've had many reviews half written, usually with similar introductory paragraphs apologising for my elusiveness (not unlike this one) but I've never felt in the right frame of mind to submit them. Anyway, a couple of days I saw something that took me back to my childhood. I'm not talking about some locket that was owned by my mother, an old song that we used to sing as children, not even photographs of happier times. Nope, I found a chicken and mushroom Pot Noodle in the back of a cupboard. Sadly, this snack was not mine and, as I'm not a food thief (most of the time), I rushed to the shop to get my own tasty treat. Many people will not have heard of Pot Noodles but the very mention of one has the power to wobble a grown man's lip, send a chill down as spine of an otherwise emotionless adult and send wrinkled minds back to times of youthfulness and abandon. For me, a simple chicken and mushroom Pot Noodle reminds me of teatimes (evening meals) where my mum would say, "Sod it, you're having Pot Noodles for tea" which would instantly send us into rapture. The families aroma is like my hand is being held by someone with worldly knowledge, a comfort blanket being thrown over me or the gentle words 'everything is going to be okay' being whispered in my ear. Of course, there is more than the slight stench of pisstakery in my tone but there is definitely some magic held within the walls of that white and green cup. Mrs HCYETC, a lady who is careful about what she eats and ever-so-slightly frowns upon my constant seeking of new convenience foods, couldn't help but mention how the smell reminded her of childhood meal times and instantly started waxing lyrical about past holidays during which they would be given them as treats. God, she even mentioned feeding them to horses and dipping bread in the sauce left at the bottom of an empty cup, which is idiotic because I hate horses and everyone knows that you drink the remaining sauce like a cup of warm soup. Don't even get started on those strange types who preferred beef and tomato flavour!! 'B&Ts', which I never referred to them as and have just made up now, shambled around like zombies extolling the virtues of the shitty brown cup would pick fights us of a gentler kind and school football matches would be divided up by preference of noodle, making games so much more than just a victory won. Pot Noodles were our lifeblood and our veins pumped sauce (and sometimes bits of powder and partially hydrated kernels of sweetcorn). I hear you saying, "Si, this is going from weird to just, plain bullshit! Tell us about the damn noodles!!!". So I will. First up, I'd like to get something out of the way: these noodles are crap! Wait, what? Yup, there's very little of merit here. The noodles are mostly devoid of any chewy texture and crumble to mush as you bite down on them. They've obviously been produced by people with little interest in making an authentic article. The included veg (mushroom pieces, sweetcorn and, I think, chives) are very temperamental in the hydration process and the suggested cooking time of four minutes should be taken with a pinch of salt, unless you like corn kernels glued to your teeth. Inconsistency also reigns with the sauce/soup which can end up as a thick dose of flavour that adheres to the noodles or form an insipid pool that lurks at the bottom of the cup. So why the schmaltzy love for these abominations of noodle-kind? Because (sorry, grammar fiends) it all goes back to the comfort aspect. Finding pockets of powder in an otherwise cooked snack is incredibly annoying, as is finding tough sweetcorn after you've left the pot for double the suggested cooking time and the countless times that I've stared at a watery mess of tasteless pasta while crying, "I only poured water up to the fill level!!!!" will continue to haunt my dreams but I wouldn't have them any other way. Noodles: 2/10 Sauce: 3/10 Garnish: 3/10 Overall: 3/10* *Add 15 to any of the given scores if you loved them as a child. However... Open letter to Golden Wonder: You have provided me with some wonderful experiences which have shaped me into the man I am now. Your adverts have given me minutes of joy and I still find myself shouting 'Belly's gonna get you' while grabbing my exposed stomach fat to highly amusing groups adults. Pot Noodles kickstarted my lifelong love of noodle snacks and a return to my snack foods roots still energises my mealtimes, as outlined in my above review. I've raised the banner against those tastebudless freaks who still think that SuperNoodles are actually any good, those arty-farty types who think that Kabuto noodles are anything other than watery crap and my cousin who once tried to tell me that Itsu noodles were the best thing since sliced bread, and I will continue to do so. I've long since forgiven you for the ill-fated Pot Mash and Posh Noodle. However, there are things that you have done which have severely pissed me off and can not go unnoticed. Firstly, what have you done with the TVP?? That was the stuff that convinced you that you were eating bits of chicken until you were old enough to read and understand the ingredients. It also provided protein! This, however, pales in comparison to what I believe is your worst decision so far: the removal of the Nice 'n Spicy flavour from your product catalogue. I mean, what the hell, GW??!? You only have to look on the Internet to see what a fan base this flavour had. If Cadburys can bring back the Wispa, then you can make this happen. You could could be the kings of revival!! By opening those doors, the sky is the limit. Terry's Pyramint, Tab Clear, Coconut Boost??! Grab the reins and lead us into food glory. Your loyal servant Si aka HCYETC
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