Chased-by-bears

Our lead, Horatio Wells - him name may change - is half Irish, Belfast precisely, and half Native American: Choctaw tribe.

He lives with his father, a former Shaman, who lost his way (somewhat due to Horatio's hell raising Irish mother, Medbh) and is now a shadow of his former self, laden with partial Alzheimers and a love/hatred of his son who he has to rely on for everything, whilst considering him a 'halfer'.

Every Shaman, acording to Touch the Earth, a selection of statements by North American Indians, has a particular song which he sings when calling up his healing spirits.

The great sea
Has sent my adrift
It moves me
As the weed in a great river
Earth and the great weather
Move me
Have carried me away
And move my inward parts with joy.

When he sings his old songs, as he is often wont to, Chased-by-Bears' inwards parts move irregularly, with little joy for Horatio, who is tasked with helping to clean the once great man's voidal offerings.

Don't be scared by the dodgy video. Check out the rich colours of their costumes, the sad dip in the voice inside the music (ignoring the modernisation of the song) and the flute. Surely, every animation series should have a flute.



More documentary style footage of Choctaw Powwow. Listen to the higher pitched background voices. Something echoing there, maybe with early rave music.



Forget the video in this one, click through to the comments...



I don't know what to make out from this, but there is story material in here. About mounds and building them. And she's called O'Neal, which suggests an Irish genalogy.



Having fun, hip-hop sytlee



Stupid. I like.




Touch the Earth, pg 56

Smohalla, founder of the dreamer religion, was born about 1815....(he) distinguished himself as a warrior and (then) began to preach about 1850. He consistently rejected the white man's civilisation and its teachings. The dreamer religion was a return to native concepts, particularly those of the benign Earth Mother.

'MY YOUNG MEN SHALL NEVER WORK. MEN WHO WORK CANNOT DREAM; AND WISDOM COMES TO US IN DREAMS.'

'You ask me to plow the ground. Shall I take a knife and tear my mother's breast? Then when I die she will not take me to her bosum to rest.'