Okay. I'm thinking, "Remixing of Music, Remixing of Language". That's it. I'm just shift+home ctrl+c ctrl+v it, then ctrl+a ctrl+c ctrl+v it... 13, maybe 14 times - it's been a while since math. I believe the formula is something like n + 2n + (2n)^2 + (2n)^3... + (2n)^x < 10 pages, but I can't quite remember how to show it in the blogger editor... Basically, my premise will be that you cannot remix music w/o remixing (reappropriating, if you like) language in the process. And here, remixing/reappropriating will be defined as twisting another word around for your own use. As soon as I remember which story it was that actually referred to the necessity of a language to separate a colonized people from the colonizers, I'll be golden like the shower that shows up on porn sites as a fetish (which is one example of what I'm talking about - "fetish" is, in this context, actually a misnomer, though understandably so: hit "Sexual Fetishism" and "Paraphilia" at Wikipedia to see what I mean - though the second definition sorta describes all porn as well. Scroll down to "List of Paraphilias" to see what happens when psychologists meet up with etymologists...).
No, I won't actually use that example in the real essay. But it's along these lines. I know that Separation Anxiety made use of this - actually suggested the possibility of a world that prevented it from happening - and The Pretended includes some rap(?) lyrics in addition to the "remixing" of black people.
I suppose, since no one reads this anyway, I can also note the whole nigger/nigga thing (it amuses me that Firefox's dictionary add-on recognizes the former, but not the latter - and suggests variations of "niggardly" as corrections). I suppose, since, again, not a single damn person reads this thing, now that there's no class to force it, I can rail on and on about it in the most violently profane terms that, were I to continue on at the UW, would likely get me kicked out with extreme prejudice - as in, with a literal boot. And I would... but I'm too tired to get all riled up. Meh.
Oh, and I'll definitely include Brother From Another Planet - but not the DS9 episode, as a) I can't get hold of it in any meaningful manner and b) I don't recall it doing anything to really prove my point. Yeah. Time for bed for me... no sleep for the weary.
Monday, May 28, 2007
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