When I first joined the SCA, I was told that certain groups frown very heavily at you if you do not attempt to be ‘Period’ in all ways. Fortunately, I learned that there are also groups which are a bit less strict but still attempt to keep the spirit of things.
Then I came to Pennsic, where some people don’t even make the attempt. Take this song for the playful ribbing it’s meant to be.
As a note, this is also the result of the adage “Never say anything interesting around a bard”. Why? Because it might get made into a song. One of these lines was said by one of my camp mates, I threatened to make a song out of it, and they dared me to. This one is their fault, not mine.
- Nylon tents are not period, period
- Neither is duct tape for things that are broke
- The Limbo’s not period, period.
- So they walked into low-hanging ropes
- Chorus:
- Bring your canvas tents
- Your armor with dents
- Your garb that is hand-woven linen so fine
- Leather shoes and pattens
- A purse that is fattened
- And you’ll have a hell of a time.
- Propane’s not period, period
- Neither are Ray-Bans, which you should know
- And iPhones aren’t period, period.
- So they got lost wherever they’d go
- (Can you hear me now? How about now?)
- (Chorus)
- Golf carts aren’t period, period.
- Nor gold smiley faces to wish you good cheer
- Irish rebels aren’t period, period.
- Though they still sang of whiskey and beer.
- (Chorus)
- The Jedi aren’t period, period
- Nor chainmail bikinis to tempt men to grope
- Jack Sparrow’s not period, period.
- Even though he’s a hell of a bloke.
- (Chorus)
- So I hear what’s period, period.
- Some glare, and some scold, or use lectures so dry
- And say to me “That is not period” (period)
- To all those I make this reply:
- To immerse ourselves in ancient time (periods)
- We leave behind all of Mundania we can
- There’s many things here that aren’t period
- But we’re doing the best that we can.
- (Chorus)