jayeless: ANGRYFACE (furious)

This post is a crosspost from my Tumblr, and can be read in its original location here.

If you don't know myki is Victoria's upstart usurper of a ticketing system ~*~smartcard ticketing system~*~ where you like get this credit card thing and you're supposed to ~~tag on~~ and ~~tag off~~ every time you get on or off a train, tram, or bus.

(Actually technically you're not supposed to tag off when you get off the tram, unless your tram trip was wholly within the zone 1/2 overlap, in which case you are. METLINK'S ONLY HOBBY IN LIFE IS BEING CONFUSING ok.)

myki may sound like a "good idea" if you geek out over science fiction-y smartcard systems (understandable that was my own reaction when myki was first supposed to be introduced.............. in 2006) but if you consider that Melbourne already has an A-GRADE AMAZING TICKETING SYSTEM called METCARD it basically sucks. And basically there's two reasons for this: )

jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

With the grand final rematch set to take place tomorrow, it feels like a fitting day to write about something of great cultural significance to Australia: football. This is something so significant to people in this country that even people who reject the entire idea of “Australian culture” (like I don’t know… me) still take an interest in football.

The first thing to know about football, though, is that there is a cultural battle of sorts raging over which sport even gets the title of “football”. Our three main contenders for the position are:

  • football
  • soccer
  • rugby

Based on this list, I’m sure you will see that I am not at all biased when I say that the true bearer of the name of “football” is, uh, football. That is, the kind of football they play in the Australian FOOTBALL league.

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jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

One of the downsides to studying linguistics, if you’re anything like me, is that you start listening very closely to the way other people speak. Of course, if you’re anything like me you wouldn’t consider this a downside, you’d consider this pure awesomeness. Just think, every time you get super-bored in international studies, you can just listen to your classmates and think, “Oh wow, did they just do the whole Melbourne Accent™ thing and pronounce an [e] like /æ/?” or, “Hey, so I’m not the only one who substitutes glottal stops for [t]s! Awesome!”

As you can see my classes are very exciting.

Anyway, someone I know said I should write a post about Australian accents, and since I adore accents, I thought I would. Actually what he said was I should talk about the homogeneity of Australian accents, but I feel like this is a bit unfair.

Of course Australian accents are far more homogeneous than, say, British accents, or even North American accents. There’s not really any such thing as a “New South Welsh accent”, for instance, although I was once reading a Lost fan wiki that claimed there was. That kind of misinformation should be on Mythbusters, man — there’s truly not. While there are multiple Australian accents, none of them are tied down to specific regions of the country (possibly excluding the country/city divide). That said, there are different accents, and (in General Australian anyway) further variations on top of those accents.

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jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

For once, I’m going to use a music post to promote a band that barely anyone in the world seems to know about, but is really, really good and deserve to be better-recognised. That is, 78 Saab.

They’re not entirely my usual style — a bit folky, a bit country — but they’re just amazing. If I had to compare them to other artists in my collection, they’re probably similar to Arcade Fire… and maybe others? I don’t know. Anyway, I own their album The Bells Line, and every track bar two is rated five stars in my library. However, “Kandahar” is probably my favourite.

If you’ve never heard this song before I don’t blame you. There was no copy of it on YouTube for me to embed, and not even that repository of all wisdom in the world, Google, can tell me what the lyrics are. Luckily for all of you guys I was dedicated enough to install Windows Live Movie Maker, create a video out of it, and upload to YouTube… and having listened to the song about a million times, I’ve made a pretty good attempt at transcribing the lyrics!

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jayeless: photo of me at the Alhambra in Granada, Spain (me)

This post is a crosspost from Jayeless, and can be read in its original location here.

This post is kind of borne out of a discussion I was having with my sister, as well as some of the thoughts I’ve had myself about the music I listen to. The conclusion we draw is basically, popular music is totally heteronormative. This is not news to anyone who has ever thought about it I am sure, but we both find it extremely annoying.

I’m going to discuss this with particular reference to Arctic Monkeys, because I have a lot of music by them in my library and the issue particularly comes to my mind when I’m listening to them. To be fair, it’s not like any other artist I listen to is much better on this front1, but it is so glaring with Arctic Monkeys because they have song after song about heterosexual relationships — seemingly every single permutation of personalities you could imagine, from men who adore their lovers and feel totally lost without them (“505″, “Cornerstone”), to men who rape women and think it’s OK and she might even enjoy it (“Balaclava”).

And it’s like, clearly these songs are not all reflections of your own personal attitudes2. Clearly therefore, if you can invent these characters whose heads you get inside to write these songs, you could broaden your horizons and write about a man who was interested in men. But you don’t.

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