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January 22, 2005
Itīs always interesting to see what parts of our culture is exported overseas. I swear to god, if someone exports one more Wayans brothers movie, Iīm going postal. Itīs bad enough that we have it back in the states, do really really need it dubbed into different langauges? Or is this just punishment for the Spanish government pulling troops out of Iraq? If so, I say "kudos" to President Bush. After many of them wasted 6 euros on the Wayans brothers, they will think twice before crossing US policy again. Lesson learned.
Music is something that seems to make it everywhere. For example, how the hell can the kids I teach know every word to some dumb ass Maroon Five song yet not understand simple verbal directions (like "shut up" or "please leave me alone")? Some things just donīt make sense to me. As I speak, I am listening Pink Floyd playing on the radio in the internet cafe. Wait, hold on a second...that song ended. Now itīs Celine Dion. There is no justice in this world. If there was, her vocal cords would have been paralyzed long ago...Wait, that one is over. Now itīs the song with the lyrics "you got be tough, you got to be strong, you got to be a..." I think you get the point.
But, the worst is in some restaurants and little cafés. Loads of them have music on all the time. And that is where the good news ends. I canīt figure it out. I am in a country where music is important to them. They love it. Thatīs why I canīt understand what would possess them to listen to shitty 80īs love songs so often. Basically, pop in some crappy 80īs movie and I can guarantee you can hear the soundtrack playing at "Azca" in Madrid. While I was taking my TEFL class, friends and I would always go to these little restaurants around our school for lunch. They would see us coming and flip a little switch labeled "cheesy american music" and all of a sudden, noise pollution would start coming out of the speakers. It doesnīt matter if it was "Tainted Love", "Wham" or any song by "Foreigner". What did we do to deserve this? The second worst part about it is that eventually, you would find yourself singing along..."I want to know what love is, I want you to show me..."
Then, as soon as we leave, they turn it off and go right back to listening to normal music. How do I know this you ask? I know everything, thatīs how. Well, almost everything. Can someone please remind me what the definition of an adverb is? For some reason, I canīt keep that one in my head. Sooner or later, a student is going to ask that directly and I will have to make up an answer.
And for those of you in the Northeast, all I can say is HAHAHA. Itīs been like 55-60 degrees this whole week. Have fun shovelling snow...
Posted by KDuffy on January 22, 2005 09:50 AM
Category: Random Obsevations
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