“Hallo baby, voor ek jou oopmond soen, se vir my: kan jy braaibroodjies maak?”
Okay, so I would’ve written this blog in Afrikaans, only i figured my poor English-speaking readers would probably miss out on all the brilliance and action and sheer gorgonzola bizarreness of what’s being termed as (translated) the first-ever boeremusiek zombie music video: Blaas Jou Vuvuzela by Radio Kalahari Orkes vs Jack Parow. You’re still gonna struggle to understand the language, but a picture speaks a thousand words…
Maybe it’s my fault: the universe heard my plea today for some B-grade zombie brilliance and sent this my way. Or maybe not. Maybe this is some kind of punishment… But then again, I haven’t actually decided yet if I love it, hate it, or want to give up my passport to Afrikanerdom.
Or maybe, it’s just THAT good that it defies any kind of immediate response other than sheer gobsmackedness.
Or maybe you should just watch it and let me know what you think… Sharing is caring, after all!
PS: My husband smaaks the girls in bikinis. Figures.
Tags: Afrikaans Music, b-grade cheese, Blaas Jou Vuvzela, braaivleis, girls in bikinis, Jack Parow, Radio Kalahari Orkes, vuvuzelas, zombies









O Jirre nee!
In die woorde van ene PW: ‘My volk het ‘n hoerhuis geword!’
laat jy my nou lekker lag…. Ja-nee, ek dink dis pretty much my final besluit ook…