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calapine this afternoon that the only thing that gets me through it was to stick my fingers in my ears and sing silly children's songs very loudly.
After I wrote it out like that, it seemed only fair that I should hunt some down and share them with my reading circles.
This is one I found just now. I don't know how easy it is to sing very loudly, as it's a tongue-twister by design. But it did make me grin, so:
Edited to add:
I've been afraid of big words since I was a kid
I thought that I'd get over it; somehow I never did
Usually it's no big deal. But every now and then
You're audaciously loquacious! Ahhhh!
It kicks in again.
I went to a specialist and said: "What's wrong with me?"
"Based upon your test results, it's not hard to see:
you're afraid of lengthy words; you're not the only one.
Here's what your condition's called, but this won't be much fun:
Chorus:
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia,
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.
If you're afraid of big, long, words, here's one you should knowa:
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.
I'm not even joking, Believe it or not.
Though it's absurd, that's the word;
I don't like it a lot.
There's one thing I know for sure, so listen if you please:
Whoever came up with the word did not have the disease.
(Chorus:)
I was in my science class when I started screaming.
It was cuz of a video the teacher was streaming
It was about a lung disease; I hope they all get better.
But whoever named it gave it way too many letters.
[spoken:]
I mean, really. Who would name a disease
"Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoniosis"?
Not very sensitive to people who have
(Chorus:) [X 3... single time, doubletime, triple time])
(Sung to the tune for "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" -- or, anyway, enough of a miss to avoid copyright infringement)
I woke up with this song stuck in my head, today, and happened to be sing-mumbling it in the grocery store, today, within the hearing of a worker who was busy stocking shelves. Whereupon he commented on the general niceness of the day.
Singing silly songs out loud and in public: a form of "civic duty" they neglect to teach you about in school.
calapine this afternoon that the only thing that gets me through it was to stick my fingers in my ears and sing silly children's songs very loudly.After I wrote it out like that, it seemed only fair that I should hunt some down and share them with my reading circles.
This is one I found just now. I don't know how easy it is to sing very loudly, as it's a tongue-twister by design. But it did make me grin, so:
Edited to add:
I've been afraid of big words since I was a kid
I thought that I'd get over it; somehow I never did
Usually it's no big deal. But every now and then
You're audaciously loquacious! Ahhhh!
It kicks in again.
I went to a specialist and said: "What's wrong with me?"
"Based upon your test results, it's not hard to see:
you're afraid of lengthy words; you're not the only one.
Here's what your condition's called, but this won't be much fun:
Chorus:
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia,
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.
If you're afraid of big, long, words, here's one you should knowa:
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.
I'm not even joking, Believe it or not.
Though it's absurd, that's the word;
I don't like it a lot.
There's one thing I know for sure, so listen if you please:
Whoever came up with the word did not have the disease.
(Chorus:)
I was in my science class when I started screaming.
It was cuz of a video the teacher was streaming
It was about a lung disease; I hope they all get better.
But whoever named it gave it way too many letters.
[spoken:]
I mean, really. Who would name a disease
"Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoniosis"?
Not very sensitive to people who have
(Chorus:) [X 3... single time, doubletime, triple time])
(Sung to the tune for "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" -- or, anyway, enough of a miss to avoid copyright infringement)
I woke up with this song stuck in my head, today, and happened to be sing-mumbling it in the grocery store, today, within the hearing of a worker who was busy stocking shelves. Whereupon he commented on the general niceness of the day.
Singing silly songs out loud and in public: a form of "civic duty" they neglect to teach you about in school.
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Date: 2012-03-07 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-07 09:56 pm (UTC)... You know, many, many years ago (~25 ?), PBS aired a David Attenborough special about how music evolved in the human species.
An interesting enough subject on its own, perhaps, except his take on it was that all of human music could be traced back to the same origins as the way "Song" is used by other species, particularly whales and birds... in other words, the only use of music he was interested in were songs to defend your territory (military marching songs) or attract a female (love songs). So music, in this view, only "belongs" to men, and women sings songs when they deign to join in.
He completely ignored the use of songs that come after mating: the ones to soothe children (lullabies) or make make them laugh and banish bad tempers (silly songs).
Since these last two categories of music are my favorites, it probably would not surprise you that I've been skeptical of Mr. Attenborough's commentary ever since.
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Date: 2012-03-08 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-08 12:51 am (UTC)Or, you know, in keeping with the theme, you could sing a silly song. Did you grow up with "Miss Lucy had a Steamboat?" or was that only a schoolyard standard in America? (It's a hand-clapping game /rhyme)
It's funny to ten year-olds because it skirts obscenity without actually using any.
Notably, in one of the stories in the Fenian cycle, songs are grouped into three categories:
Laughing songs,
Crying songs,
Sleeping songs.
As far as I'm concerned, that's as solid a classification of genre that I've come across.
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Date: 2012-03-08 12:21 pm (UTC)Laughing songs,
Crying songs,
Sleeping songs.
Sounds like a very practical classification to me. Of course, I say that as someone who's been trying to persuade my musician friends for years that there are three classifications of instruments:
Bangy things,
Blowy things,
Scrapy things.
;-)
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:10 pm (UTC)Blowy things,
Scrapy things.
Ooh, I like that. *thinks* So a guitar, banjo, ukulele, and the like are... scrapy things?
I think that's right...
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:20 pm (UTC)Fiddles are scrapy things.
Guitars are bangy things... like drums! (Guitarists hate this, hee!)
Flutes are blowy things... like squeezeboxes! (Woodwind players hate this!)
YMMV, OBV! ;-)
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:37 pm (UTC)Well, guitars, at least, do make a very good sound when you slap their bellies, like drums. ;-) So I can see that.
But after watching a lot of stringed instrument videos (some of them deliberately pedantic [in the best sense]), I've noticed that the majority of guitar sounds come from running a nail, pick, of finger pad across the strings (as with fiddles).
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-08 04:56 pm (UTC)*ponders the mechanics in super slo-mo*
So if many guitarists see this as the more sophisticated method of playing, why do they hate it when you classify guitars as bangy?
Human egos are the strangest things...