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argonauticae:

im putting together a couple of scottish folk mixes bc that’s what i do and im honestly curious if anyone in my country has ever been unequivocally happy about anything ever

 

argonauticae:

scottish trad music genres:

  • Everyone I Love Is Dead
  • The English Have Stolen All My Sheep
  • You Want To Be My Boyfriend? First You Must Answer These Riddles Three
  • The Protestants Have Stolen All My Sheep
  • I Love You A Lot But You’ve Left Me And It’s Raining [fiddle solo]
  • The Sea Is Treacherous, Just Like The English
  • One Time Bonnie Prince Charlie Punched Me In The Face And It Was Awesome
  • The Fairies Have Stolen All My Sheep

 

plaidadder:

We have of course the traditional Irish music genres to go with them:

* Everyone I Love Is An Allegorical Representation of Ireland

* The English Stole My Farm And Put Sheep On It

* You Were My Boyfriend But Now You Won’t Even Come To The Window To Look Upon Me And Our Dead Infant Child (In The Rain)

* Whack Fol Too La Roo Umptytiddly Good They’ve Stopped Listening Now Let’s Talk About Revolution

* Something In Irish, I Think It’s About Fairies, Or Maybe A Cow

 

queeraquatic:

The Welsh are late to the party, as usual, with our own rain-sodden entries:

* Wales is Very Green and the English Made Me Leave. Grass, Grass, Mountains.

* The English Are Stealing My Land

* The English Are Ruining the Valleys [Grass, Grass, Mountains]

* The English Drove out the Fey Folk [From the Valleys]

* The English Are Sending Me to Australia Because I Stole a Sheep

* Look at These Daffodils. The English Are Going to Build a Factory On Them

* Every Male in my Family for 300 Years Died in the Mines and Now So Will I. It’s Raining

* The English Have Stolen King Arthur

* Owain Glyndwr Would Never Have Let This Happen

And the following, very particular, Welsh specialities:

* [A Dylan Thomas Thing Set to Music]

* My Boyfriend Is the Prisoner of a Faerie Queen, It’s Raining, and she Gouged Out His Eyes for Looking at Me

* I Killed My Dog Because I Thought He Killed My Baby, But He Didn’t Kill My Baby, He Killed a Wolf to Stop the Wolf Killing My Baby, My Baby is Fine, My Dog is Dead, I Will Never Smile Again, and It’s Raining

* My Boyfriend Murdered Me and Made a Harp Out of My Hair [so I haunted the harp and told everyone]

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prophecyformula:

Qualia Fest is a music festival founded by philosopher Richard Brown where various bands composed of philosophers of mind and neuroscientists perform music about consciousness and qualia.

None of them can tell you what it sounds like, though.

I’m imagining a dark metal band screaming “FOR ALL WE KNOW, THIS SOUNDS LIKE MUSIC TO YOU!”

Discussions of philosophy of mind = orders of magnitude better than discussions of theory of mind.

(If I can claim to have theory of mind I pretty clearly have it, okay?)

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ilzolende:

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michaelblume:

just-shower-thoughts:

Kids entering high school this fall weren’t alive during the 9/11 attacks.

Good. I’m looking forward to when they start voting.

I don’t remember the 9/11 attacks…

I do remember the endless flow of news about “what on earth is our government up to now” afterwards (on the one hand, hyperlexia means I can read my parents’ copies of the Funny Times, on the other hand, I should really have read some more apolitical material when I was younger, and maybe if you think I’m not mature enough to read about my own autism).

On the other hand, I cannot remember not having the “War on Terror”, and I hear enough complaining about it that it doesn’t seem like a good standard to me but it basically feels normal. This, uh, may not be a positive feature that will lead to my cohort making good voting decisions.

But you’re right that I’m not panicking about “terrorists”, I’m more concerned that one of my friends will end up being accused of being one, or that sometime I will have a meltdown at an airport and I won’t catch myself and hitting my head against a wall will look suspicious, or that information derived from mass surveillance will be used for more malicious purposes than it’s currently being used for (ah, yes, this “have an autism-specific tracking device program” will never go wrong when we keep getting accused of every mass shooting committed by a white person ever and people running mass surveillance tend to have worse data security than I would like and people have committed anti-autistic hate crimes in the past, nothing is likely to lead to harm here).

Coincidentally enough, I was just wondering yesterday how much you knew about 9/11. (As an extension of wondering how much my brother knows, since he’s roughly the same age as you.)

I, for one, spent a significant portion of my childhood and adolescence wishing someone would teach me about late-20th-century history. I mostly had to gather vague impressions from media and conversations designed, not to teach, but to evoke memories that I didn’t share.

Despite the clear evocation focus of the title, I found Where Were You When? to be helpful. Unfortunately, it stops at the new millennium. This was fine for me, because my first-hand experience with historical events starts at the new millennium, but not so good for anyone even slightly younger than me.

(I keep meaning to find a webpage that gives the lyrics of “We Didn’t Start the Fire” and links each lyric to its Wikipedia article. I’m sure there must be some, and it would be a reasonable place to look for further details. Of course, that ends even earlier.)

My understanding of recent historical events is, while still probably not ideal, usually good enough. I still run into some trouble hanging out with groups of people 5 – 10 years older than me who implicitly expect everyone involved to be familiar with 90′s pop culture. (I spent the 90′s variously non-existent, pre-sapient, and not paying much attention to the world outside my family.)

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, “The King and I” and “The Catcher in the Rye”

Eisenhower, vaccine, England’s got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc

Roy Khan, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, “Rock Around the Clock”

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn’s got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, “Peyton Place”, trouble in the Suez

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, “Bridge on the River Kwai”

Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, “Ben Hur”, space monkey, Mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go

U2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, “Psycho”, Belgians in the Congo

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, “Stranger in a Strange Land”
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion

“Lawrence of Arabia”, British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah’s in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan

“Wheel of Fortune”, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shores, China’s under martial law
Rock and roller cola wars, I can’t take it anymore

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it

(Done with the Wikipedia page, multiple links or no links may appear per term.)

…”Ask Wikipedia itself for a list of relevant Wikipedia links” is a solution so utterly obvious that it had not occurred to me. Thanks.

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ilzolende:

michaelblume:

just-shower-thoughts:

Kids entering high school this fall weren’t alive during the 9/11 attacks.

Good. I’m looking forward to when they start voting.

I don’t remember the 9/11 attacks…

I do remember the endless flow of news about “what on earth is our government up to now” afterwards (on the one hand, hyperlexia means I can read my parents’ copies of the Funny Times, on the other hand, I should really have read some more apolitical material when I was younger, and maybe if you think I’m not mature enough to read about my own autism).

On the other hand, I cannot remember not having the “War on Terror”, and I hear enough complaining about it that it doesn’t seem like a good standard to me but it basically feels normal. This, uh, may not be a positive feature that will lead to my cohort making good voting decisions.

But you’re right that I’m not panicking about “terrorists”, I’m more concerned that one of my friends will end up being accused of being one, or that sometime I will have a meltdown at an airport and I won’t catch myself and hitting my head against a wall will look suspicious, or that information derived from mass surveillance will be used for more malicious purposes than it’s currently being used for (ah, yes, this “have an autism-specific tracking device program” will never go wrong when we keep getting accused of every mass shooting committed by a white person ever and people running mass surveillance tend to have worse data security than I would like and people have committed anti-autistic hate crimes in the past, nothing is likely to lead to harm here).

Coincidentally enough, I was just wondering yesterday how much you knew about 9/11. (As an extension of wondering how much my brother knows, since he’s roughly the same age as you.)

I, for one, spent a significant portion of my childhood and adolescence wishing someone would teach me about late-20th-century history. I mostly had to gather vague impressions from media and conversations designed, not to teach, but to evoke memories that I didn’t share.

Despite the clear evocation focus of the title, I found Where Were You When? to be helpful. Unfortunately, it stops at the new millennium. This was fine for me, because my first-hand experience with historical events starts at the new millennium, but not so good for anyone even slightly younger than me.

(I keep meaning to find a webpage that gives the lyrics of “We Didn’t Start the Fire” and links each lyric to its Wikipedia article. I’m sure there must be some, and it would be a reasonable place to look for further details. Of course, that ends even earlier.)

My understanding of recent historical events is, while still probably not ideal, usually good enough. I still run into some trouble hanging out with groups of people 5 – 10 years older than me who implicitly expect everyone involved to be familiar with 90′s pop culture. (I spent the 90′s variously non-existent, pre-sapient, and not paying much attention to the world outside my family.)

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eponymous-rose:

I’ll admit I was only ever a fan of them back when they were Three Dimensions because they seemed so well-rounded. Even when they were only Two Dimensions they got a little flat at times. But I just can’t stand by them now that we’re down to One Dimension. I don’t see the point.

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comparativelysuperlative:

I used to bike past a cemetery every day, and whenever I did I’d get this song going through my head.

Along with the Ood chanting “the circle must be broken.”

…somehow, my brain never juxtaposed those two things. Well, it will from now on, I expect.

Even before reading this, though, I always thought it was a bit odd how a song celebrating the circle of life argued against the “boredom” pro-mortality reasoning: “there is more to see than can ever be seen/more to do than can ever be done”.

(It is only just now occurring to me they might have meant more to see than can be seen within one lifetime, rather than within eternity. Probably because the part of me that read Ringworld at a very young age heard that line and immediately thought of the main character of said book, who swore to live forever because “how else could he see all there was to see?”)

(After writing that quote, I checked it using the Amazon “search inside this book” feature. Despite not having read the book in over a decade, probably at least half my life, I got the quote exactly right. Could be luck, but possibly Ringworld was more of a formative experience than I realised.)

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argonauticae:

im putting together a couple of scottish folk mixes bc that’s what i do and im honestly curious if anyone in my country has ever been unequivocally happy about anything ever

 

argonauticae:

scottish trad music genres:

  • Everyone I Love Is Dead
  • The English Have Stolen All My Sheep
  • You Want To Be My Boyfriend? First You Must Answer These Riddles Three
  • The Protestants Have Stolen All My Sheep
  • I Love You A Lot But You’ve Left Me And It’s Raining [fiddle solo]
  • The Sea Is Treacherous, Just Like The English
  • One Time Bonnie Prince Charlie Punched Me In The Face And It Was Awesome
  • The Fairies Have Stolen All My Sheep

 

plaidadder:

We have of course the traditional Irish music genres to go with them:

* Everyone I Love Is An Allegorical Representation of Ireland

* The English Stole My Farm And Put Sheep On It

* You Were My Boyfriend But Now You Won’t Even Come To The Window To Look Upon Me And Our Dead Infant Child (In The Rain)

* Whack Fol Too La Roo Umptytiddly Good They’ve Stopped Listening Now Let’s Talk About Revolution

* Something In Irish, I Think It’s About Fairies, Or Maybe A Cow

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