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$2.00 Bagel!

(paper or plastic?)

My list of gripes to pin on Julie Leung grows apace.

Mostly stemming from that disconcertingly chummy get-together she and Ted organized to lure us BI tappers out into the sunlight.

That's where I met Adrian 'Feral Goat' Sampson, fresh-faced site keeper of the anagrammatic Capra Hircus on which is posted an all-too catchy and bizarre $2.00 bagel shanty.

*Twice* in her posting doth La J warn me not to click on that musical Pandora, but did I listen?

Since being ensnared by this ditty, I've had pass thru my portals assorted low lifers - singers and strummers, rapistas and a capellates, hollerers and hipster hoppers - all of whom with one accord vote it hypnotic and seem to have lost no time despatching it to fellow ne'er-do-wells from Hong Kong to Halifax, Macau to Makati.

In sour-grapes view of 'Goat' Sampson's unforgivable youth and cleverness, naturally no mention is made of any début album by a certain local 'progressive' musical combo posing as Triach Trio & Ivan Sly.

The timing is spot-on and there's real inventiveness there with its dangerous intravenous mantra hook. The last time my pals were queuing in a bagelorium - and these are ace sessions guys who can stumble hungover into a studio, peer blearily at the sheet music, and still wrap it in one - they caused much merriment with their staccato hip-swaying:

"Two dollar bagel! * Yeh! What you *say*? - What - what - what? - Two dollar bagel! - Paper or plastic? - What? Yeh. - Two. Dollar. Bagel!"