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Posted by: opiated
08-30-2004, 06:26 PM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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i was bored so i typed it in...it's kind of neat..check it out

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Posted by: opiated
08-30-2004, 03:57 PM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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in kamloops..i get to host the show, which is cool..i hear he's a nice guy..but the reason this is in hip discussion, is cause there's this rumour the hip are going to be there..people keep calling my radio station saying they've heard it's true..weird how these things start, but i keep telling them NO..but wouldn't it be cool if they did show....

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Posted by: grooveless touque
08-30-2004, 03:30 PM
Forum: Non Tragically Hip Discussion
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Yesterday I couldn't help but notice a deathly still Hipbase...I had nothing to do and all day to do it, and this forum wasn't helping kill the boredom! So I thought how about a thread where we can share things specifically for the purpose of killing LOTS of time.

If you've got a fun website, an online game or puzzle, a neat web toy to play around with, or even a long and interesting story to tell, post it here!!

Here's something I heard I thought somebody might find interesting...In 1872, an ill-assorted party of 19 became trapped on a gigantic ice floe off the east coast of Ellesmere Island about 1,600 kilometres north of the Arctic Circle. What happened to them has no parallel in Arctic history.

The story has everything needed for the big screen, but moviemakers may not want to touch it. With its tales of starvation, dissent, hardship, miraculous escapes, high courage, betrayal and threats of cannibalism, it simply sounds beyond belief.

For almost six months, they drifted south more than 3,000 kilometres on a series of windswept floes -- a ship's officer named George Tyson, four adult Inuit and their five children, a black cook, a white cabin steward and seven quarrelsome seamen who stubbornly insisted on speaking their native German, which nobody else could understand.

Incredibly, not a single life was lost on this odyssey even though the ice crumbled beneath their feet while shrieking gales and mountainous waves threatened to dislodge them from their floating home.

All were survivors of the ill-fated Polaris in which American explorer Charles Francis Hall had hoped to reach the North Pole. The ship left New England on July 3, 1871, and by the first week in October was stuck in the ice off Greenland, farther north than any other vessel was known to have gone.

The crew was so at odds with each other and morale had fallen so far that mutiny seemed possible. Nonetheless, Hall planned to carry on to the pole by sledge, a quest that ended suddenly with his mysterious death by arsenic poisoning. Was it an accidental overdose (arsenic was a common medicine at the time) or murder? That remains one of the great Arctic mysteries.

In the months after his November death, the ship remained trapped and discipline broke down even further. Then, in August, 1872, the ice pack began to break up and buffet the Polaris, which sprung a leak. Finally, on Oct. 15, when the sea seemed to be too much for the pumps, the crew was ordered to prepare to abandon ship. They spent several hours moving supplies to the ice, which then cracked and shifted, causing the Polaris to drift off. It was quickly lost to sight, leaving Tyson and the others as castaways with 900 kilograms of food, a tent, a whaling boat and very little more.

There was no hope of rescue within hundreds of miles. In the rush to salvage stores and equipment, Tyson had been left with only the clothes he stood in. The Inuit were comfortable in their furs, with their naked babies living in their mothers' hood like young kangaroos, and the seamen had brought a change of clothing. But for more than five months, the group's leader would have to wear the same garments, wet or dry, day and night. He didn't have a handkerchief and couldn't even wash his hands.

The surly German crewmen moaned about their fate and soon began to quarrel among themselves, stealing any supplies they could. One night, rejecting the obvious need to conserve precious food, they went on a wild orgy, thawing and eating tin after tin of meat, gobbling it so fast that most was vomited into the snow.

Their actions contrasted with those of the "civilized" natives who had been Hall's constant companions on his three excursions into the Arctic. Tookolita, whom the white men called Hannah, and Ebierbing, known as Joe, were a highly sophisticated couple, having spent time in England and learned the language. On the other hand, "Father" Hall, as Hannah and Joe affectionately called him, had subsisted entirely on native food for long periods, noting that "one has to make up his mind if he would live among that people, to submit to their customs, and to be entirely one of them."

Day after day, in 50-below Fahrenheit weather, Joe left the snow house he had built on the floe and went out for hours hunting for seal, sometimes with a fellow native, Hans Hendrick. On the rare occasions when he captured one, the Germans seized it. Hannah, meanwhile, managed to cook two hot meals a day for the entire party, using a native lamp and old ration tins for cooking pots. But the supply of food rescued from the Polaris was fast being pilfered by the Germans.

Although nominally in charge, Tyson was confined by the weather to a three-foot square of snow in one of the igloos, and found he had no power over the crewmen. He feared that, in their hunger, they might kill and eat the natives, especially the children. "They think the natives a burden," he wrote in his journal, "and they would gladly rid themselves of them."

As the great floe with its human cargo drifted south past the ravelled coasts of Ellesmere, Devon and Baffin islands, life became a nightmare. Tyson's careful plan to ration the food from the Polaris was scrapped by the Germans, convinced they would soon reach the safety of Disco Island off central Greenland.

Tyson insisted that the current had swept their platform -- which measured a kilometre and a half wide and eight kilometres in circumference -- out of the reach of civilization. But the crew, clinging to the belief that rescue was at hand, amused themselves by peppering away at seals, thus wasting precious ammunition and scaring off Joe's game.

As the months dragged by, everyone had to confront the spectre of starvation. "I am so hungry!" Hannah's young daughter kept crying out every few minutes. On New Year's Day, 1873, Tyson noted: "I have dined today on about two feet of frozen seal's entrails and a small piece of congealed blubber."

By March, the party was down to one meal a day, subsisting entirely on dovekies, tiny seabirds shot by the Inuit. Again, Joe the "burden" saved the company by killing a gigantic seal, which prompted such a feeding frenzy that several of the crew were taken ill.

Meanwhile, their floe was rapidly being reduced by the elements, and now measured just a few metres across. Their only hope of escape was the whaleboat. It had been built to hold six, but on April 1, all 19 crowded on board, so jammed that Tyson barely had room to bail; nor did he dare leave the tiller.

Over the next two days, they moved through a seething mass of ice, "starving with hunger, freezing with cold, burning with thirst, pitching their tent at night on the nearest ice floe." Tyson became even more fearful of cannibalism. "The white men will not starve, they think, as long as there is a child to eat." He was prepared to shoot the first man who made the attempt.

Fortunately on April 17, Joe shot another big seal. But three days later disaster struck as a monstrous wave rolled over the floe they were on, sweeping their tent and its contents into the surrounding porridge of floating ice. They clung to the whaleboat as wave after wave attacked them. At last they were able to reach a more stable floe and lay spread-eagled and exhausted just inches above the raging waters, with no hope of food or water.

They existed by gnawing on dried sealskin until Joe and Hans shot a polar bear and more seals. On April 28, a ship appeared on the horizon, only to vanish just as quickly. But they realized they had reached the Labrador sealing grounds. Two days later, after 195 appalling days on the ice, they finally were rescued by a barquentine out of Newfoundland. The following summer, those who'd stayed aboard the Polaris were found in Greenland, where they'd also stayed alive with the help of the local Inuit.

Hannah, Joe, and Tyson took a ship to New York after their rescue. One might have expected, at the very least, a triumphal celebration for the resourceful natives - public acclaim, national applause, and even financial reward. But the era of hype had not yet arrived, and in those days native people were considered inferior beings.

Tyson's account, published in 1874, scarcely paid any attention to the Inuit role in keeping the company alive. Not a word appeared in press accounts about Joe, the hunter. Like the others, he was merely, "one of the natives."

Much was written about the snow huts and the bears, seals and dovekies, but no credit went to those who did the building or the hunting -- or to Hannah for her hot meals. Indeed, a casual reader of this remarkable tale might easily suspect the natives and their children were nothing more than a drag on the entire party.

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Posted by: NMAS
08-30-2004, 03:19 PM
Forum: Non Tragically Hip Discussion
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Chopper builder Indian Larry has died

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Posted by: bauer
08-30-2004, 01:35 PM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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Hey all,

I am lookin for someone interested in making a hip pin trade. I recently got my hands on two of the gargoyle pins. I would like to trade one of these for any other hip pin. I believe there are up to six different ones out there including the new one. I only have the gargoyle pin so any of the others would be great. The new one is availbale for purchase if someone wants to buy it from maple and trade it for the one I have. Anyhoo anyone interested can PM me.

bauer

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Posted by: srb
08-30-2004, 01:22 PM
Forum: Download & Trading Central
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Hi All,
Back in 1992, my then girlfriend and I went to see the Skydiggers at the Bathurst St. Theatre in Toronto. Halfway through the show, who jumps up on stage but Gord Downie. He sang with the band on their tune "I Will Give You Everything", then went back to his seat to watch the rest of the show. I ran over and talked with him for a minute, then returned to my seat. Sitting there, I realized I had the ticket in my wallet for the upcoming Tragically Hip show at Massey Hall, so after the Skydiggers finished, I reapproached Gord, and asked him to sign the Ticket.
CBC radio recorded the Skydiggers concert that night for broadcast on their "Hot Ticket" program. I of course recorded the broadcast, and thanks to Bauer for his suggestions on how to transfer cassette recordings to the computer, I successfully made a digital copy of the concert. I have uploaded the one track that Gord sings backup on, to the hundredthmeridian ftp site. Hope you all enjoy it.
srb
I've pm'd Jerremy to let him know it is uploaded, so give him some time to make it available for downloading.

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Posted by: Tthip
08-30-2004, 08:48 AM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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I just checked Ticketbastard for the hell of it and they had a pit ticket.
So I grabbed it.
Cool.
I tried one and they had pit.
I tried 2, they did not.
I guess just keep on checking.

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Posted by: Roy-at-tth
08-30-2004, 07:32 AM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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on MMM countdown...made it to #8 and are now on their way out fo top 20

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Posted by: grooveless touque
08-29-2004, 04:35 PM
Forum: Tragically Hip Discussion
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I was just sent this rant found on WinMX...there's not many rants I haven't heard but this is new to me. If anybody has any info on the show this came from please let me know!

What really sets it apart is this is PERFECT quality...soundboard. Obviously from a smaller venue, hardly any crowd noise...maybe it's outdoors, I can't tell. Any show this good quality that I haven't heard makes me drool...it starts out with repeats of "Yes you better call, yes you better call, yes you better!"

Other clips:

"Thousands and thousands of miles in the same old station wagon. It's not enough, it's a little much actually to get the tongue a-waggin' if you know what I mean. Just two guys in the van, not even a helping hand to break up the conversation..."

"Listen man, we'll pay you ten dollars a gig, you settle disputes and we'll do the rest. So he takes it. Takes our money and has a little interest on the side and makes a good road wage."

"I'm in a Maritime kind of mood. It's time to put my suitcase town. Get it, I'm home from the sea, just made love, now I gotta set my suitcase down. You guys don't know anything about the sea, do you?"

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Posted by: jen
08-29-2004, 03:21 PM
Forum: Non Tragically Hip Discussion
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Thought this would be a funny thread to start. If you have any pictures that are Hip related (but not actually the Hip directly) post them. Here is my start:

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