今日は3/17 ピーター・バラカン×井上逸兵トークセッション「〈言葉〉を語ろう!」に行ってきた。
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3/17 ピーター・バラカン×井上逸兵トークセッション「〈言葉〉を語ろう!」 : ピーター・バラカン
面白かった。
取り上げた題材の曲というか歌詞は以下の2つ.
Dr. John - How Come My Dogs Don't BarkとLittle Feat - Dixie Chicken
どちらも一癖も2癖もある曲。
楽しかった。
質疑の詳細は明日かな。
とりあえず今日は、曲と歌詞を紹介しておきます。
それにしてもLittle Feat - Dixie Chicken は最高だな。
思わず体が動いてしまう。
ロウエルジョージも風貌や歌い方最高!!
Dr. John - How Come My Dogs Don't Bark - 10.wmv
Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (with Emmylou Harris & Bonnie Raitt) Live 1977. HQ Video.
Dr. John - How Come My Dog Don't Bark When You Come Around? Lyrics
Dixie Chicken Lyrics - Little Feat
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3/17 ピーター・バラカン×井上逸兵トークセッション「〈言葉〉を語ろう!」 : ピーター・バラカン
ラジオ(Talking About Language / Barakan Morning 木曜日)だけじゃ物足りない、そんな皆さんの声にお応えして、慶応大学文学部井上逸兵教授とピータさんが、英詞の歌を題材に、皆さんを交えて自由に語る2時間のトークを繰り広げます。
英語⇔日本語、誤訳、珍訳、言い得て妙訳、文化の違い、etc.、聞くも良し、語るも良し、もちろんお二人への質問大歓迎の楽しいトークセッションです。
トークセッション〈言葉〉を語ろう!
■日時:3月17日(土)午後6:30スタート(6:00開場)
面白かった。
取り上げた題材の曲というか歌詞は以下の2つ.
Dr. John - How Come My Dogs Don't BarkとLittle Feat - Dixie Chicken
どちらも一癖も2癖もある曲。
楽しかった。
質疑の詳細は明日かな。
とりあえず今日は、曲と歌詞を紹介しておきます。
それにしてもLittle Feat - Dixie Chicken は最高だな。
思わず体が動いてしまう。
ロウエルジョージも風貌や歌い方最高!!
Dr. John - How Come My Dogs Don't Bark - 10.wmv
Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (with Emmylou Harris & Bonnie Raitt) Live 1977. HQ Video.
Dr. John - How Come My Dog Don't Bark When You Come Around? Lyrics
Now you say you ain’t never met my wife, you ain’t never seen her befo,’
Say you ain’t been hangin’ roun’ my crib; well here’s somethin’ I wanna know…
I wanna know what in the worl’ is goin’ down,
How come my dog don’t bark when you come around?
I got the baddest dog, he’ll bite anybody.
He bit my little brother, took a chunk out of my ol’ sweet li’l mother.
He bit the mailman – he sees him every day; he takes one look at you, he wanna jump up and play.
Now I ain’t got a clue as to what you puttin’ down, but
How come my dog don’t bark when you come around?
My dog’s dangerous; tried to set people straight;
I even bought a “BAD DOG” sign an’ hung it on the gate.
Here you come trippin’ up ‘bout a quarter of nine
Fulla dat Night Train wine, tryin’ to slide past the sign…
My dog been noddin’ off, ain’t payin’ you no mind.
That’s my dog, when I come home he don’t sleep THAT sound!
How come my dog don’t bark when you come around?
I still don’t like it, I don’t dig it one damn bit,
The way you an’ my dog’s so tight, somethin’ don’t fit!
I slipped through the alley, I called my dog,
Said, “get off your rusty duster, move a little faster to your ol’ master, you old cayute, you.”
He took one look at me, an’ he growled an’ he ran straight to you.
Now somebody’s been confusin’ my po’ hound.
An I wanna know what’s goin’ down.
How come my dog don’t bark when you come around?
(Clarinet Solo)
Maybe I better call up Jacoby & Myers, an’ you can take the fifth, amendment, that is.
You better stand up fo’ your rights, ‘cause you might not be standin' too long.
I’m gonna stop all this confusion. I’m gon’ fire that hound., shoot that dog down.
Then I’m gonna get busy mutilatin, strangulatin’ operatin’, an’ crematin’ my Ol’ Lady down at the cremation station.
Then I’m gonna torch that, too, and come right on after you!
You can give you heart an’ soul to charity; all the rest gonna belong to me.
I’m goin’ straight down to dat barber supply shop, get me a pearl handle, double edge, hollow ground, super blue blade, adjustable, stainless steel, honed edge, both blades on the same side so when I cut you once, you gonna bleed twice, goin’ an’ comin’. An’ if you don’ believe me, shake yo’ head; it’ll be singin’ “I ain’t got no body.”
‘Cause one night I did a little FBI Double-O-Seven-type investigatin’. You an’ my Ol' Lady thought I was gone, but I wasn’t gone. Dat’s why I have to separate you from your ground. An the only soun’ you gonna hear when you six feet in the ground:
How come my dog didn’t bark when you came around?
Dixie Chicken Lyrics - Little Feat
Little Feat Dixie Chicken Lyrics
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle
Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell
And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland
Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine
And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town
Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain
And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixieland
Down in Dixieland
Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play
She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song
Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along
If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb
And we can walk together down in Dixieland