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Keiwit wrote:
[quote]dmcgovern wrote:
"I suppose it’s sort of obvious that I don’t do deep plot wrestling either, just a mild form of irony. To be honest I still don’t understand what \"I Stayed Off Work\" is all about, perhaps I’m looking too hard . . Answers on a postcard please (a very small one)"I think I need to listen to the song.[/quote]
A masochist would clamour to hear one of the numerous (well, two, but it seems like many more) Malcy’n’Ian impressionistic performances before they finally got it right at Torrington. However a better start could be to read the lyrics at http://www.jakethackray.co.uk/content/view/66/26/. I don’t think the plot’s very deep. As Don Black wrote, to a light air by A Lloyd Webber, Love changes everything. As you wrote too, somewhat more believably. And you’ll note that inflation’s had quite an effect on the price of meat.
As a co-offender in the saga of live "I Stayed Off Work Today" performing, I have always liked the song because of the sheer bl00dy-mindedness of the hero, almost punk rock in its "up yours – I don’t care what happens, I’m still going to love her" two-fingered salute to creation. In many ways it’s the Wile E Coyote factor from the Roadrunner cartoons, his eternal, unflinching optimism in the face of the vastly convincing weight of evidence of perpetual failure. His cooking, finances, his freedom, his immortal soul, his very existance, all tested sorely by an antagonistic universe and it’s the love for his lady that pulls him through. Wise words, mate.
Malcy wrote:
I have always liked the song because of the sheer bl00dy-mindedness of the hero, almost punk rock in its "up yours – I don’t care what happens, I’m still going to love her" two-fingered salute to creation.
By my reading he doesn’t have a choice. For me it’s "Whatever happens outside our relationship is irrelevant and just washes over me. I have no choice in this, but somehow I live my life completely differently now I’ve fallen in love".
The quintessential song about enduring love is To Do With You, lyrics also somewhere on this site.
We must be in danger of unboring Keiwit, which would be a very sad thing. I think we should stop all this deep plot wrestling.
Ho hum.
Oops! I seem to have gone off-topic by bringing Keiwit’s off-topic post on-topic. And to cap it all, he’s slightly less bored! Must be something to do with this Jake bloke.
What it is, occasionally K breaks into limericks and I’m worried about being tempted down that road (again). Limericks are bit of a poetic cop-out; proper pomes have more complex rhythms, more variation between verses, and even rhyme in the middle of words (careful now . .)
Most of us wouldn’t dare try, but Keiwit’s still wet behind the ears and is as bold as brass, so maybe his next piece of doggerel will be more posh and not mean anything for quite a long time.
If not, keep up with the limericks mate, they’re pretty good anyway š
DM
There’s that word \"doggerel\" again, that’s twice in a month (Keith D) and I’d never heard it before. I thought it was like a cattery.
doggerel is a cross between a mutt and a bantam. Instead of a cock and bull story you get both a cock and the dog’s bollox leading to all sorts of confusion and quite possibly a documentary on channel 5.
I can get my own coat thank you.
A masochist would clamour to hear one of the numerous (well, two, but it seems like many more) Malcy’n’Ian impressionistic performances before they finally got it right at Torrington
It was three actually – don’t forget Magfest in the Wirral. I have the video to prove that we almost got it right at Tramshed: the only flaw was that I damned a bishop when I should have blown him – which in this ecclesiastical day and age was, I think you’d agree, and easy mistake to make
Ian
Keiwit wrote:
There’s that word "doggerel" again, that’s twice in a month (Keith D) and I’d never heard it before.
I like Keiwit’s forays into verse very, very much, so in my defence I’d like to point out I used "doggerel" (in another forum) to refer to my own inferior efforts, not his.
As for "proper pomes", well, limericks are limericks, and that’s good enough for me: I’m no poetry snob. Nor am I a food snob: I can like "proper" food, whatever that might be judged to be, and still like fish and chips and cheese-and-Marmite sandwiches and jam doughnuts. A place for everything, and variety is the spice.
"Proper pomes" presumably rules out Hiawatha, sonnets and anything else metrically sound for their lack of variation in rhythm, blank verse for its failure to rhyme, and huge swathes of narrative verse for its excess of meaning. Reminds me of the critic who said Terry Pratchett wasn’t a "proper" writer because he didn’t use chapters.
If what David wrote was irony, it wasn’t "proper" irony.
And, to save a post: Ian, I apologise for ignoring your failure to blow the bishop. I had indeed forgotten the MagFest.
Hey hey,
I wish I was bored at work – unfortunately I am overworked and underpaid. Just wanted to say that you were smashing as a compare, the only thing missing was a shiny jacket (with tails). Maybe next year eh?
Cheers
Fiona :kiss:
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