I am an admirer of all things psychedelic in art and music. My wife recently bought a second-hand copy of Disney’s animated feature film Dumbo — dubbed in Finnish of all languages. But we’re a multilingual family and the kids are used to someone always gabbling incomprehensibly, so they didn’t mind.
I just passed by the TV, hearing a men’s choir singing in Finnish — and then I caught a glimpse of the accompanying images. Bad trip man, baaad trip. Psychedelic multicolour elephants! Morphing in and out of shape, forming incandescent moiré patterns, sliding across the field of vision and into parallel dimensions of existence! Disney on drugs, oh mother gimme something to hold on to when the rush comesiughK ILHBhj ihygliuv 76fuyjkbkjjh
Turns out this is a scene where little Dumbo is delirious. “Surely it must be a late 60s production”, I thought to myself as I stared at the screen. No siree, Dumbo was released in 1941, two years before the hallucinogenic properties of LSD were discovered, and longer still before any Disney employee is likely to have partaken. Mescaline is the most likely explanation.
I wonder what the Finnish choir was on.