Tuesday, May 4, 2010

I Like Language.

It's true, I do. I have many favourite words. You might say I'm a dedicated sesquipedalian

"Absquatulate". That's a blinder. "Pontificate" too, I like that one. But my real passion is unsurprisingly for foul language and filth. Not the kind you hear drunken teenagers on the bus use, but the phrases that show some wit and imagination. Examples? But of course. Do you know what a Tokyo optician is? It's a woman of loose morals, one that has seen many Japs eyes. How brilliant is that? If you're not faint of heart, look up "Changing at Baker Street", but don't say you weren't warned.

You may wonder why I'm writing this. I guess it's just something I put a lot of thought into. I'm not afraid of "bad" language, and it's been known to find its way into my songs and gigs. I don't think it needs justifying, but plenty of people do. And occasionally, those people come to me for justification. So here it is: You've got to talk to your audience the same way you would talk to your friends. Anything less is just condescending. "Condescending". That's a bloody good word.

Anyway, I'm gonna go and have a cup of Earl Grey. Do you have favourite words? Let me know.


Cheers,

Tom

2 comments:

  1. "Sheesh" has always been one of my favorites. Two of each letter! You say it the same forwards or backwards! Kind of an aural palindrome!

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  2. Fine choice. Though in a situation where "Sheesh" is appropriate, "Crikey" is the word I'd go for.

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