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quislibetGuess people liked that post from the other day. Glad to hear it, although I'm not sure I needed the positive reinforcement for procrastination. A couple years ago, when I posted an abstract for a conference paper, I didn't get near so many positive replies. I didn't really get any negative ones, either, mind you...
But still. Food for thought.
At some point I shall have to update it using the feedback concerning the "Turbo 'Vette" conundrum, as well as the crux around "rumpled smooth skin"; although I am tempted to keep that reading according to the principle of lectio difficilior, it is true that "rump of smooth skin" (or, as some scholars have suggested, "rub that smooth skin") makes for a more logical expression.
Anyway:
1. Homer-like, I have been continued. This means the last traces of guilt I wasn't really feeling about not having done the whole thing have now been entirely swept away. "A weight has left me," as I vaguely remember, from an anthropology class I took once, some or more than some Greek Orthodox say or used to say after Confession. Only they say it in Greek: ena varos m'efige. Which flows nicely into point two:
2. Early calls for a Greek translation have been answered; I don't have the Greek character set the translator used, and so can't read it myself, but perhaps you can.
Update 10/16/03: Fixed the link to Ukelele's translation.
But still. Food for thought.
At some point I shall have to update it using the feedback concerning the "Turbo 'Vette" conundrum, as well as the crux around "rumpled smooth skin"; although I am tempted to keep that reading according to the principle of lectio difficilior, it is true that "rump of smooth skin" (or, as some scholars have suggested, "rub that smooth skin") makes for a more logical expression.
Anyway:
1. Homer-like, I have been continued. This means the last traces of guilt I wasn't really feeling about not having done the whole thing have now been entirely swept away. "A weight has left me," as I vaguely remember, from an anthropology class I took once, some or more than some Greek Orthodox say or used to say after Confession. Only they say it in Greek: ena varos m'efige. Which flows nicely into point two:
2. Early calls for a Greek translation have been answered; I don't have the Greek character set the translator used, and so can't read it myself, but perhaps you can.
Update 10/16/03: Fixed the link to Ukelele's translation.
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Date: 2003-10-12 06:10 pm (UTC)Tuum indicans etiam fractum sunt. ("Indicans"? Mihi parce; Latina ista verba nova non habet!)
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Date: 2003-10-12 06:11 pm (UTC)Yes, that Sir Mix-a-Lot post was boss....
Date: 2003-10-12 07:29 pm (UTC)And of course, some of them will be annoying asses like me, who will ask for favours.
You see, one of the commentators on your Mixalot post said he was going to take a certain Latin phrase as his signature.
Which made me think, well, I've wanted for some time to use a signature, but would'nt it be great if I had to translate it for people. I was going to do it in the original French, but now feel Latin would be better.
So, a favour please, if you would: translate into Latin Jean Genet's dictum "To acheive harmony in bad taste is the height of elegance."
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Date: 2003-10-12 09:13 pm (UTC)I always thought it was a pun on Rumplestiltskin (sp?) (ie. Rumplesmoothskin) but I have no idea what Rumplestiltskin's butt looked like so I'm not sure if I'm reading too much into that.
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Date: 2003-10-13 06:35 am (UTC)The strange things that happen
Date: 2003-10-13 07:23 am (UTC)Sara
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Date: 2003-10-13 07:43 am (UTC)But glad you liked it.
Re: The strange things that happen
Date: 2003-10-13 07:46 am (UTC)I guess all those forwarded links in internet-land have to come from *somewhere*, originally...
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Date: 2003-10-13 08:30 am (UTC)As I have never actually heard the song (!), and the official site (mixalot.info -- not a site I would have thought I'd be checking) doesn't have lyrics for that particular album, I can't say...
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Date: 2003-10-13 01:23 pm (UTC)Thank you for that.
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Date: 2003-10-15 04:35 am (UTC)I always heard it as 'rub that smooth skin', myself.
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Date: 2003-10-16 10:41 am (UTC)Future Latin lyrical projects?
Date: 2003-10-17 06:39 am (UTC)Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball"
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, You, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
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Date: 2003-10-17 02:41 pm (UTC)Of course, with this journal address being forwarded around the internet and likely to come to the attention of potential future employers, I'm not sure it was a good idea to admit that. Hmm.
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Date: 2003-10-17 03:13 pm (UTC)Or
Date: 2003-11-13 04:45 pm (UTC)