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Is it possible to make a bad lyric even worse? Babelfish provides some intriguing answers.

(Type type type…) “‘And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna…autumn?’ Hmmmnn, this might need some work…”

You know how it is: it’s 2am, you can’t sleep and you’re on the internet copying and pasting song lyrics into foreign languages and then back again using Babelfish.yahoo.com. I was wondering whether some legendarily bad (and downright weird) lyrics might be improved by being subjected to the aforementioned process. Let’s look at some of the results shall we?*

“Life” by Des’ree into Traditional Chinese and back:

Traditional Chinese version! Oh! Oh life! Oh life! I’m is afraid dark is specially, when I’m in park, and there’ s nobody, oh I obtains shivers. My don’t wants to look at the ghost, It’s a frightened most I Sight; and a rather edible toast onlooking in the evening news. Chorus: Life, oh life! Oh life! Oh life! doo, Doot doot dooo… Life, oh life! Oh life! Oh life! doo doot doo I’m superstitious girl I’m is worst in the world do not walk under the ladder, I retain rabbit’s tail. I’ll adopts you to dare, any place; Gives the place, I’ll in there, caper bungee, I don’t cared! Chorus life oh life… Therefore after all mediates does me to know I’ m is not an only life may indeed be a pleasure, if you want truly. Sometimes occupies your dream, Ain’t is equally easy to look like its as if you to want the flight entire world, in a beautiful balloon.

“Love Plus One” by Haircut 100 into Russian and back:

The I, I did go to the right [bez] to speak before the meeting, before the meeting where it does go hence? Descent to the fear of lake i? Ay ah ah ah ah ah Ay ah ah ah ah ah after this I do cause you do ring love la La of the ring of the ring of ring (ring) (ring) (ring) (ring) plus one you do ring the ring of the ring of ring (ring) (ring) (ring) (ring) when I to call love give love a certain soul if I I can be sufficiently so bold where it does go hence? Descent to the fear of lake i? Ay ah ah ah ah ah Ay ah ah ah ah ah after this I cause you ring love la La of the ring of the ring of ring (ring) (ring) (ring) (ring) plus one you ring the ring of the ring of ring (ring) (ring) (ring) (ring) when I to call love you will fall in love with plus one

“Get Down” by Gilbert O’Sullivan into Italian and back:

To the once Said Piece of furniture before you And the won the tit does not say it more It does not reduce, it reduces, it reduces. You with reference to a defective child of the dog. But I want still it ’round the crawled dates When jumped on your feet Thus reduce, reduce, reduce. Maintain your hands she I’m rigorously from the limits. Once I have drunk a little wine happy. Era how much could be, happy it could have been. Now I’ the m. As soon as gradice a cat on a warm roof of the latta Child what you thinks you’ king doin’ to me once Said before you. And the won the t he does not say it more. Thus does not reduce, they reduce, they reduce. You with reference to a defective child of the dog. But I want still it ’round around. Still I around want aye aye aye the don’t to it; elasticity of t a maledizione and I’d the gradice if you can to. Reduces, reduces, reduces you ‘king defective child of the dog. But I want still it ’round. Once I have drunk a little wine happy Era how much could be, happy it could have been Now I’ the m as soon as gradice a cat on a warm roof of the latta Child what you thinks you’ king doin’ to me once Said before you And the won’ the t he does not say it more Thus does not reduce, they reduce, they reduce You’ with reference to a defective child of the dog But I want still it ’round around.

“My Humps” by Black Eyed Peas into German and back:

Which it gon’ do you do with this whole Trödel? This whole Trödel within your trunk? I’m a received, received, received, receive, you drunk, to receiving you you love drunk away from my embossment. My embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my attractive small lumps (examination it out) I drives these moved brothers, I does it on the daily paper, you treats me really friendly, you buys me to all these freezes. Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and Donna Karan, are them sharin’ Their whole money received wearin’ to me; Fly brother I ain’ askin, you say that they love my donkey `n, seven jeans, applicable Religion’ to t; s, I says No., but they hold givin’ Thus hold I takin’ And no I ain’ t taken we can on datin’ hold; I hold on demonstrating. My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love) you love my lady lumps (love), my embossment, my embossment, my embossment (love), my embossments received it you, She’ s received expenditure to me. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me and expenditure time on me. She’ s received spendin’ to me;. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me, up on me, on me which it gon’ do you do with this whole Trödel? This whole Trödelinnere trunk? I’ MA received, received, received, receive, you drunk, to receiving you you love drunk away from my embossment. Which it gon’ do you do with this whole donkey? These whole donkeys within it jeans? I’ m form, form, form, form you for cry forming you you cry, form you you cry. Lettuce of my embossment (ha), my embossment, my embossment, my embossment (which). My embossment, my embossment, my embossment (ha), my attractive lady lumps (examination it out) I met a girl down to the Disco. She said he, he, he Yea let’ s go. I could be their baby, you can my honey its Let’ s do not spend money of the time. I mix its milk ESPRIT my cocoa breath, Milchiger, milchiger cocoa, mixing you your milk with my cocoa breath, milchiges, milchiges riiiiiiight. They say I’ m really delightfully, the boys wish them to the sex me. It always standing near me, always, dancing near me, Tryin’ a feeling my embossment, embossment. Lookin’ at my lump lump. They can look however you can’ T-note it, if it I’ affect; MA beginning any drama, it don’ t do not wish in such a way a drama, not no drama, No., No., No., no drama to don’ T-course on my hand boy, it ain’ t my man, boy, I’ m straight tryn’ a dance boy, and shift you mean embossments. My embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment, my embossment. My attractive lady seizes together (lumps) my attractive lady seizes together (lumps) my attractive lady seizes together (lumps) in the back and in the front (lump) my lovin’ They receive, She’ s received spendin’ to me;. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me and expenditure time on me. She’ s received spendin’ to me;. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me, up on me, on me. Which it gon’ do you do with this whole Trödel? This whole Trödelinnere trunk? I’ MA received, received, received, receive you drunk, to receiving you you love drunk away from my embossment. Which it gon’ do you do with this whole donkey? These whole donkeys within it jeans? I’ MA form, form, form, form you for cry forming you you cry, form you you cry. Which it gon’ do you do with this whole Trödel? This whole Trödelinnere trunk? I’ MA received, received, received, receive you drunk, to receiving you you love drunk away from this embossment. Which it gon’ does ESPRIT do this whole chest? This whole breast inside the shirt? I’ MA form, form, form, form you for work forming you you work, work on you, form you you work. (a ha, Einha, Einha, Einha) [x4] She’ s received spendin’ to me;. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me and spendin’ Time on me She’ s received spendin’ to me;. (Oh) Spendin’ Their whole money on me, up on me, on me.

“I’d Rather Jack” by The Reynolds Girls into Italian and back:

All that we want to make is to amuse itself Then you have gone to eliminate our house Nobody has never asked our opinion Not, not, we don’t the tit obtains un’ opinion, FM, all those jazz We’d the rather it sings with Yazz What is happened to the radius? The golden songs never do not play that we know Oldies, Rolling Stones, we don’ the tit wants I behind to them; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac No heavy metal, rock’ n’ seam, music from the passed; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac I’d of taken rather Can’ t they see that every generation Has music for relative the own identity? But because the DJ on the radius station Is always two times more than age of me? Who has need of Pink Floyd, terrible straits? That’s not our music, it’ s antiquated demographic Stereotipia never does not play the golden songs that we know Oldies, Rolling Stones, we don’t the tit wants I behind to them; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac No heavy metal, rock’ n’ seam, music from the passed; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac I’d of taken rather, I’d of taken rather, FM, all those jazz We’d the rather it sings with Yazz What is happened to the radius? The golden songs never do not play that we know Oldies, Rolling Stones, we don’t the tit wants I behind to them; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac No heavy metal, rock’ n’ seam, music from the passed; of taken rather than golden Fleetwood Mac Oldies, Rolling Stones, we don’t the tit wants I behind to them; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac No heavy metal, rock’ n’ seam, music from the I passed; of taken rather than golden Fleetwood Mac Oldies, Rolling Stones, we don’t the tit wants I behind to them; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac No heavy metal, rock’ n’ seam, music from the passed; of taken rather than Fleetwood Mac.

“A Whiter Shade Of Pale” by Procul Harum into Dutch and back again:

We beat light fandango concerning twisted cartwheels ‘cross the floor, I felt pleasantly of seasick but the mob which is exclaimed for more, the space buzzed mullet since the ceiling flew away then we for another spirits exclaimed the waiter brought a server and this way was it later that since the miller is tale told that its face twisted, at first only ghostly, a white shade of proved to be they said, ‘There is no reason and truth is clear to see.’ But I walked by my playing cards and her would not let one of vestal sixteen virgins be which left for the coast and although my eyes were they just ash well are able; closed

“Ironic” by Alannis Morrisette into French, then to Greek, then to English again:

Has a old person turned ninety eight this has gained the [lacheioforo] market and has died the next day. It? HIS black fly in to your Chardonnay It? Apology of district condemned in his death the two minutes excessively late and isn’t this… don’t? ironic? that you think it? Is like the rain your does day of marriage It? Free tour when you the already paid It? ; the good Council these you just didnt? Reception of it where would? Is his VE [skefmmenos]… presented K. Play It Safe did have the fear does fly this has packed his bag and it has embraced his children - [xanadeite] it has expected his [xameni] entire life it realises this flight and while l? Planes? It under shattered to it has thought the? Isn’t? Good? This…? Gentil? And isnt? This… don’t? Ironic? That you think It? Is like the rain your does day of marriage It? Free tour when you the already paid It? the s good Council these you just didn’t? Reception of t where would? Does his VE [skefmmenos]… present the good life it has a joke way cafarder ascendant you when you think everything’? O[oy] of [y] and everything? Is that they go well and the life they have a joke way to repair to you when you think everything? That they go bad and all they explode in your confrontation a bottling when you? Already with delay are non-fumeurs they are connected the cutting of your cigarette It? Is it likes spoons the ten when all that you have the need is a knife It? Is that it meets l? Person of my dreams and meeting then his beautiful spouse and isn’t? This… don’t? ironic? That you think little excessively ironic… and, ouais, i thinks really… It? Is like the rain your does day of marriage It? Free tour when you? The already paid It? The good Council these you just didn’t? Reception of t where would? His VE [skefmmenos]… presents the life it has a joke way cafarder ascendant your life it has a joke and joke way to repair to you you that you repair.

Once I’d got into my stride, some really good lyrics proved difficult to resist…

“A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall” by Bob Dylan into simple Chinese and back:

Oh, where are you at are, my blue eye’s son? Where and are you at are, my dear young people one? I’ve tripped, in 12 have one side the mist mountain, I’ve walked and I’ve crawled in six curving highways, I’ve in seven sad forest middle strides, In 12 die in front of the sea is, I’ve is in the graveyard mouth’s 10,000 miles, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, It’s a hard rain’ s a-gonna autumn. Oh, what did you see, my blue eye’s son? What and did you see, my dear young people one? I possessed nearby it see to have a wild wolf’s new birth baby, I saw the diamond highway with nobody regarding this, I looked with retained drippin’ A blood’s black branch; I looked at the room to have their hammer’s a-bleedin’ fully; Human; I saw a water used all lid’s white ladder, I saw the wound tongue complete 10,000 talkative people, I saw the gun and in baby’s hand’s sharp sword, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s hardly with it’s a hard, It’s hard rain’ s a-gonna autumn. Oh, what have you heard, my blue eye’s son? What and have you heard, my dear young people one? I heard to roar warnin’ Thunder sound; Possibly heard to submerge the world wave the roar, I have heard the hand am a-blazin’ 100 drummers; I have heard 10,000 whisperin’ And nobody listenin’ I hear a person to starve, I have heard many people’s laughin’ Listens in the drain gutter dead poet’s song, I have heard in the alley sob comedian clown’s sound, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, It’s hard rain’ s a-gonna autumn. Oh, what did you meet, my blue eye’s son? And whose you have met, my dear young people one? I met, in dies nearby a pony baby, I met a dawdle depressed Caucasian, I met a young married woman who the body burns, I met a girl, she has given me the rainbow, I met a person who likes being injured, I met am wounded in hatred another person, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, It’s hard rain’s a-gonna autumn. And what’ll you present, my blue eye’s son? And what’ll you present, my dear young people one? I’m a-goin’ Cancels ‘ Front the rain starts a-fallin’ To the deepest darkness’s forest’s depth’s I’ll walk, there people are many, and their hand is completely spatial, there poison pill floods their water, there valley’s family meets the moist dirty jail, and executioner’s the face always good hides, there hunger is ugly, the soul forgot, there black is a color, anything is not the digit, and I’ll tells it, and speaks it and to think it and breathes it, and from mountain reflection, therefore all souls can see it, and In sea I’ll standpoint, until I start sinkin’ But I Starts singin’ in me; ls very before good knows my song; And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s hardly with it’s a hard, It’s a hard rain’ s a-gonna autumn.

“This Night Has Opened My Eyes” by The Smiths into Korean and back:

From river color baby of map; Send to the bottom; From news of head world her comfort her, the young girl protects this night opened my eye in the doorstep which throws away and you not to sleep assuredly again kicked hard and in compliance with the child A whom 25 threatens like the man who grew you cried, Oh, him he Said; therapeutic your evils but the didn’ t and he excepts your life and come, assuredly you In because; the dream which only 1 gets but goes the baby was realness and Oh, you she well work she was and poet one possibility or, foolish one possibility there was and badly Oh, you work and I Without being happy and the m not being and I Without being sad and, child your oneself who is not sour the shoes in the m swing being you she which does to make remember again to carry your trouble and Oh, she to leave a pain but, your life consequently, to except, you In because the dream which only 1 gets but goes the baby was realness and Oh, you she well work she was and poet one possibility or, foolish one possibility there was and badly Oh, you work and I Without being happy and the m not being and I Without being sad and the m being come… And I Without being happy and the m not being and I Without being sad and the m being come… And I Without being happy and the m not being and I Without being sad and the m being.

*I have made some very minor edits for clarity. If it reads like gobbledegook now, you should have seen it with Babelfish’s punctuation. They all looked like Radiohead lyrics. Which reminds me…

Fake Plastic Trees by Radiohead into Russian and back:

Its green plastic [chonservnaya] jar for its false Chinese rubber plant in the false plastic earth that it purchased from the rubber complete by personnel in the town of completely rubber plans to obtain [osvobozhdannym] itself it bears it outside, it bears it outside it bears it outside, it bears it outside it lives with the broken person the cracked person of polystyrene who exactly it crumbles and it burns it he used in order to make surgery for [devushok] in afterward eighty but gravitational force gains always it bears him outside, it bears it outside it bears it outside, it bears it outside it regards first-class thing it tries as first-class thing my false plastic love but I can’ aid t feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I exactly I turn and to run he bears me outside, it bears me outside it bears me outside, it bears me outside if I it could be, then whom you wanted if I it could be, then coma you wanted always always… Always…

Britain in the late 1950s: rock and roll is still treated with suspicion - considered a playground for hooligans, associated with American rebellion, wild teenagers, social breakdown and sexual permissiveness. (more…)

Trad jazz, Helen Shapiro, The Twist, the beginning of Tamla Motown, instrumental pop, million-selling LPs - these were the outstanding features of pop in 1961.

Schoolgirl popstar and “British Brenda Lee”, Helen Shapiro

Far from being the dullsville of popular imagination, pre-Beatles pop was hugely diverse and exciting. In this occasional series we’ll look back at the pop landscape of the years leading up to The Beatles’ global breakthrough in 1963. (more…)

Mini Viva

You can be forgiven for missing it, but ex-Creation boss Alan McGee recently wrote a blog post for The Guardian wherein he compared Charlotte Church to Kevin Shields of My Bloody Valentine. Oh, and he likened her lyrical approach to that of Bob Dylan. Like the many people who voiced their disbelief in the predictably hilarious comments that ensued, I don’t know whether McGee was taking the mick, deadly serious or quite mad. It was fun to read though, and for all that it was off-the-mark it was a heck of a lot more worthwhile than yet another retreading of the “day I discovered Oasis” story (yawn). (more…)

Kate Nash’s recent gig in Dublin was embarrassing, her new album is “a radical departure” but not especially good. Is the game up for Kate Nash?

Kate Nash’s between-song banter: “It’s like being at school isn’t it?” Yes. Like detention.

It’s good to break out into a new direction, to stretch yourself having proved you can woo a large pop audience. The Beatles excelled at it. Nilsson, OMD, Dexys, Pulp and Radiohead have all garnered critical acclaim for refusing to rest on their laurels and deciding to challenge their audiences and themselves. (more…)

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You’re A Spar

Our launch party this edition was graced by the Rubberbandits, Wounds, a former Minister for Defence, one seriously impressive beard, and two Gardaí. And quite a lot of Dubliners. Special thanks to everybody who transcended the lack of free alcohol, to the vocal cords that sang along with the curse-y choruses (we’re not sure if Wounds’ ‘ALL OUR FRIENDS/DEAD DEAD FUCKING DEAD’ or Rubberbandits’ ‘Fuck yer Honda Civic, I’ve a horse outside’ was more popular) , and the young one who smudged her tits up against the smoking area window during the Rubberbandits (sadly, the eagle eyes of Sharp Shock missed, or chose to omit the Bandits’ “biggest fans”). Shout out, as ever, to Orlando and to Simon, and a gratitude to Wounds for tidying up after themselves, and the Rubberbandits for bringing their own bags.

More shots after the jump.

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Malcolm McLaren, who has died from cancer aged 64, had a better claim than most to the title “Godfather of British Punk”. A couple of years before the Sex Pistols became figures of hysterical admiration and condemnation, McLaren was in the US managing The New York Dolls - dressing the band as communists in an attempt to stoke some flames and generally cause mischief. And Malcolm McLaren really was a brilliant mischief maker, more than a shrewd manager. Johnny Rogan’s book “Starmakers and Svengalis” questions whether McLaren was really in the same tradition of great pop managers like Andrew Loog Oldham and Simon Napier Bell, and there was always a sense that McLaren got bored easily, that he was constantly sizing up the next project. His insatiable need to challenge - and be challenged by - rock and roll, or the art world, is what made him so exciting and so inimitable.

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Well, we’ve kept this under our Adidas hoods long enough - issue 67’s already on the streets and in the Tescos, but we’re launching it in louder fashion this Friday, with special help from Willie O’Dea’s favourite glue-fiends, the Rubberbandits, and the potentially-also-out-of-their-bin Wounds. We’ll have at least a million hundred thousand free drinks, our friendly neighbourhood DJ Orlando, and some special former-minister-for-defence-related sideshows on the night.

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The Rubberbandits [http://www.myspace.com/rubberbanditspranks]
The mysterious plastic-bag clad Rubberbandits, or Blindboy Boat Club and Mr Chrome as are their individual aliases, pride themselves on being the ‘grand pricks of prank phone calls’. Having managed to bridge the divide between rap music and comedy their songs ‘Bag of Glue’ and ‘Too Many Gee’ have inspired a cult following that ensures sell-out appearances nationwide.

More at: http://www.totallydublin.ie/comedy-preview-rubberbandits—a-tesco-bag-clad-interview-231.html

Wounds [www.myspace.com/thewoundsband]

‘We’ll play in the seventh circle of hell, the violent one, you drag some of those screaming girls your talking about and we’ll sacrifice them or something ghoulish like that.’

Despite our lunchtime-talk half-plans, there’s no such institution as the Totally Dublin Awards yet. If there was, the first thing we’d do is invite Kanye. After that, we’d ask Wounds to play at the ceremony - they would be, after all, collecting our inaugural ‘Best Live Act’, ‘Dirtiest Riff’, and ’Most Likely To Be Signed To Vice Records’ awards.

More at: http://totallydublin.ie/blog/?p=447

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