‘Cause somewhere in the “Quisling Clinic”
There’s a shorthand typist taking seconds over minutes
I want to bite into those words and hold on with my teeth
I didn’t know Quisling (how’s that for an infamous eponym?) and had to look it up. I thought the word was quizzling, which I quite like. It would be akin to quizzical, like Joan was quizzical, studied metaphysical, but more like puzzling, like he puzzled ’til his puzzler was sore.
Here:
The sky had been cloudless and full of sunshine, so the afternoon’s quizzling rain made no sense to Jeannie Bright, Holden Elementary’s amateur weather-girl.
I’d love if each of you leave me a sentence with your particular interpretation, especially since my sentence is a rather piss-poor example. It’s hard to make up a good definition for quizzling!
(I won’t even tell you the other lyric I’ve had wrong all these years, but it’s when Elvis says “she takes all the red, yellow, orange, and green” I thought it was she takes all her radio unguent creams…
I like “the women in Poughkeepsie take their clothes off when they’re tipsy”
You’d probably like it even more if you lived in Poughkeepsie. I do like that song, but here is more than I ever thought I’d know about it and you can, too, just in case you revisit this comment thread:
http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Sulphur_To_Sugarcane
Hiya Twink,
Something you may enjoy in keeping with Musical Monday.
http://www.salon.com/news/music/index.html?story=/ent/music/2011/09/27/jeff_tweedy_interview
As far as the post, if O’Brien can make up her own words so can you and quizzling is a dandy. It of course refers to that period of childhood when everything is why. Why? Why?
Like goslings become geese and ducklings become ducks, quizzlings, hopefully, become merely curious.
Thanks, alpha. Bravo for using quizzling in a sentence. I still don’t think it’s going to catch on in that spelling or meaning, mine or yours….we can dream though. Thanks for the Tweedy link. I haven’t had a minute to read it yet. I think I can catch up tomorrow afternoon.
I read that article this morning, alpha. My favorite line:
“people with broken hearts find things that reflect their broken hearts”
Vidkun Quisling, the Norwegian Nazi collaborator…didn’t even have to look it up…those eight-and-a-half years of college are REALLLY paying off…I followed you here from Erin’s place…and I’m glad I did, because now I can share this humble opinion with someone who obviously cares…not only is Mr. Declan McManus one of the greatest songwriters in any genre in any era, he is in general one of the finest WRITERS I can think of…c’mon…’when your dreamboat turns out to be a footnote’? A. Freaking. Genius. BTW, did you see him on Colbert last spring-a thing of beauty and a joy forever…Mike r
Welcome, Mike. I am glad you found me via O’Brien. I love that O’Brien’s blog.
Yes, Mike, I agree. He is an amazing musician and has gone in so many directions without completely losing his way. He is an auteur. He’s also got a beautiful voice. I didn’t see him on Colbert, but he is so abundantly on youtube. I can spend a lot of time looking at and listening to Elvis videos. A recent fave is him performing “Crazy” with Diana Krall and Willie Nelson himself. Elvis’ voice is like butter. What a guy!
Thanks for commenting, glad to have you here, twinkly
btw-old movie-methinks Marx Brothers, I’m not sure…
Q: Do you enjoy Kipling?
A: I don’t know…how does one ‘kipple’…?
I think the joke may be concurrent with the Marx Bros, but my memory is of a New Yorker cartoon….it looks like this is a job for google, which I won’t have time for until tomorrow….
I think it goes like this: Q: Do you enjoy Kipling? A. I don’t know, I’ve never kippled. (almost the same and we get the gist, yes?)
It was only recently that I realized that the opening line of ‘Pump it Up’ is:
I’ve been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks
Pump It Up
You taught me that lyric, but I still had to look up tenterhooks. http://www.worldwidewords.org/qa/qa-ont1.htm
I think (know?) you remember driving by the girls’ school when they had the wool drying in just such a fashion. It was striking because it was right on the hill in front of the school. A tenter-field then.
Elvis is a genius of words and you know how I feel about words.
PS I love you (name that Elvis tune)
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