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This is a personal blog. It's one part personal stuff, one part media that I'm into, and one part sociopolitical issues I care about.
Things on my mind lately include Battlestar Galactica, the fate of River Song, the challenges of traveling solo as a woman, and how to transcend misogynistic narratives in traditional Appalachian music.
Stuff I typically blog:
→ politics (American and international)
→ international relations
→ social justice (especially intersectional feminism)
→ language & linguistics
→ the Balkans
→ Palestine
→ gymnastics → personal stuff
→ Alison Krauss
→ fandom
This blog doubles as an Alison Krauss' boobs appreciation blog because for some reason, when you do a Google search for Alison's boobs, my blog is generally the first relevant result. I don't know how this happened, but I will accept it. If people are gonna be googling her boobs, better they find the blog of a fangirl expressing solidarity than that of some skeezy dude objectifying her.
If I ever disappear or get hacked, find me at iellaantilles.tumblr.com.
Rita was sixteen years, hazel eyes and chestnut hair
She made the Woolworth counter shine
And Eddie was a sweet romancer and a darn good dancer
They’d waltz the aisles of the five and dimeNow Eddie played the steel guitar and his mama cried
‘Cause he played in the bars and kept young Rita out late at night
So they married up in Abilene, lost a child in Tennessee
Oh, still that love survived ‘cause they’d singDance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me ‘cause it’s closing time
And love’s on sale tonight at this five and dimeOne of the boys in Eddie’s band took a shine to Rita’s hands
So Eddie ran off with the bass man’s wife
Oh, but he was back by June singing a different tune
And sporting Miss Rita back by his side and he sangDance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me ‘cause it’s closing time
And love’s on sale tonight at this five and dimeEddie traveled with the barroom bands till arthritis took his hands
Now he sells insurance on the side
And Rita’s got a house to keep dime store novels and a love so sweet
They dance to the radio late at night and they singDance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me ‘cause it’s closing time
And love’s on sale tonight at this five and dimeDance a little closer to me, dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me ‘cause it’s closing time
And love’s on sale tonight at this five and dime
*aggressively adores this song*
(via fuckyeahbluegrass)
Lady Gaga Medley (As Gaeilge!)
Some Lady Gaga songs sung in Irish.
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Roma roma-mah!
Ga-ga ooh la-la!
Ag iarraidh grá… ! (x2)
…Níl aon rud fágtha i mo cheann! (oh oh oh oh!),
Ag canadh ach níl mé in ann!
Cén chaoi ar tharla sé?
Ag damhsa ó inné
Cá ndeachaigh an t-am?
Ó, níl a fhios a’m (agam)!
Damhsa, gan aon stró!
Is cuma, beidh an chóisir ar siúl go deo!
Bunoscionn istigh sa halla!
Tá an oíche ag dul an- sciobtha! sciobtha…!
Toram (tabhair dom) do ghrá! ba mhaith liom do dhíoltas!
Tú ‘s (agus) mé, ní bheidh ár leithéidí (ann) aríst!
Toram (tabhair dom) do ghrá ba mhaith liom do dhíoltas!
Tú ‘s (agus) mé, beidh muid i gcónaí ar bís!
Oh oh oh oh ohhhhh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh …!
…Déan damhsa! beidh sé ceart go leor!
Ní fheiceann éinne thú ag damhsa!
Déan é mo stór, doo doo doo doo…! (x2)!
Déan damhsa!
…ag iarraidh cluiche grá a imirt?
Do rogha grá nó cáil? (An) bhfuil tú ag spraoi?
Cluiche grá! (x2)
(An) bhfuil tú ag iarraidh cluiche grá a imirt?
Do rogha! grá nó cáil? an mbeidh tú (ag) spraoi?
Cluiche grá! (x2)
(Ag) iarraidh breith ort ar nós a dhéanann imreoirí Texas!
Beir greim! lig dom! fáisc mé! ardaigh, a stóirín fan liomsa…!
(Tá) sé draíochtúil, bheadh muid thar cionn, oh, ohhhh!
Imir an cluiche le do chártaí os do chomhair
Tar éis sin, is féidir imeacht le poll mór i do chroí!
Toram (tabhair dom) na soilse! (mar ) tá a fhios a’d (agat) gur mé
do mhuirnín f(h)éin!
Leanfaidh mé thú go dtí go bfhuil grá ad (agat) domsa!
Paparazzi!
A stóirín níl aon duine eile… tá a fhios ad (agat)!
Ní féidir é! ní féidir é!
Ní féidir m’aghaidh a léamh!
Ní féidir! ní féidir é! ní féidir….!
Seans go mbeidh mé togha!
Ach ní stopfaidh mé go deo!
(A ) ghrá ghil beidh tú cáiliúil!
Rachaidh mé i do threo, Ale! Alejandrooooooo.!
Ná cuardaigh mé! ná cuardaigh mé! Alejandro!
Ní leatsa mé! ní leatsa mé! Fernando!
Gan grá, gan póg, just toram (tabhair dom) píosa de d’aird!
Ná cuir glaoch orm! ná cuir glaoch orm! Roberto!
Roberto!
Alejandro! Alejandro, etc!
Toram (tabhair dom) do ghrá! ba mhaith liom do dhíoltas!
Tú ‘s (agus) mé, ní bheidh ár leithéidí (ann) aríst!
Toram (tabhair dom) do ghrá! ba mhaith liom do dhíoltas!
Tú ‘s (agus) mé, bíonn muid i gcónaí ar bís!
Oh! oh oh oh ohhhhh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh …!
Déan damhsaaaaaaaaaa !
An Ocean Apart | Julie Delpy | Before Sunset
*sobs quietly*
*reminds self that they’re together in the third movie, okay, they are*
I thought the inaugural blog post should be the song that our name comes from. Swing and Turn, Jubilee.
About Jean Ritchie, the Mother of Folk
♥
(via fuckyeahbluegrass)
Misty Boyce - Not a Wasted Love
This is the song that made me fall in love with Misty and I’ve been obsessed with it ever since.
This, kids, is why you should always record the opening act as well as the artist you came to see. There’s always the chance you might actually adore them and then kick yourself for not having a recording of that killer live version they did of your new favorite song.
You tell me it’s Sunday morning, and I ask you where all the murder ballads are.
Crooked Still | “Wind and Rain”
Including: Bonus musical instruments made out of people.
I love murder ballads that aren’t about a guy killing a girl.
(via fuckyeahbluegrass)
I know you think that I’m just a little girl
but I am a woman trapped inside young skin.You dared to let me near enough to catch a drift of your sweet smell;
it was all over then.
Update: I finally found a copy of the song I quoted with this gifset and was able to upload it to YouTube!
It’s still totally my favorite Juliette/Deacon song.
