'5.Cats in a Gale
Lingle lingle lang tang Cats hae tails
Tae tie roon trees
Fin wins blaw gales
Gin tails brakk aff awa they flee
A flicht o cats abeen Dundee"
Scots cats
'5.Cats in a Gale
Lingle lingle lang tang Cats hae tails
Tae tie roon trees
Fin wins blaw gales
Gin tails brakk aff awa they flee
A flicht o cats abeen Dundee"
Scots cats
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
"Lingle lingle lang tang"...Love the Scot poem.
Thank you for the Quora link. Most likely it is our latest addition (Tinker Bell) that is causing Rosie's distress; she is in otherwise excellent health. When Tinker Bell was a bit bigger than ball of fluff we thought he was a girl (Tinker Belle). It was only when we wanted him spayed that we were made aware of our error. He has since grown into a huge male black/sable kitty with the most delightful mew, but prolly too rambunctious for dear Rosie.
Here's an excerpt from a short story about another large black cat by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle / The Brazilian Cat:... http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-st...s/BraCat.shtml... In the centre of this room, lying in the middle of a golden patch of sunlight, there was stretched a huge creature, as large as a tiger, but as black and sleek as ebony. It was simply a very enormous and very well-kept black cat, and it cuddled up and basked in that yellow pool of light exactly as a cat would do. It was so graceful, so sinewy, and so gently and smoothly diabolical, that I could not take my eyes from the opening.
"Isn't he splendid" said my host, enthusiastically.
"Glorious! I never saw such a noble creature."
"Some people call it a black puma, but really it is not a puma at all. That fellow is nearly eleven feet from tail to tip. Four years ago he was a little ball of black fluff, with two yellow eyes staring out of it.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Interesting story, tailor. Did some research about Brazilian cats, found out that black is not an usual color here. http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/d-...arate-species/
Also wondered where Conan Doyle heard about Pernambuco, as he probably never visited Brazil. I am always a bit amused when I notice how wild and dangerous Brazil appears in the European Literature of the 19C.
Now might that be Rosies point of view?
https://www.letras.mus.br/chico-buarque/85973/ I hope you enjoy the music too.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
(lol) Loved the music.The tigrina is a beuatiful little wildcat, and two distict species for North and South! More cats of South America: https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/...h-america.htmlStory of a Cat Chico Buarque Feeded Me Caressed Me Enlisted Me Accustomed Me My world was the flat Detefon, cushion and treat Every day filet mignon Or even a good cat filet They told me, every time Stay home, don't take wind But It's hard to stay in your house When in the moonlight So many cats on the street Singing all night We cats are born poor But we're born free Lord, lady or landlord Feline won't you recognize We cats are born poor But already born free Lord, lady or landlord Feline, you will not recognize In the morning I came home I was barred at the concierge No fillet and no pillow Because of the singing But now my daily life Is in the middle of the catwalk Down the street turning can I I'm more me, more cat In a crazy serenade Who goes out singing at night We cats are born poor But we are born free Lord, lady or landlord Feline, you will not recognize We cats are born poor But no more ascend free Lord, lady or landlord Feline, you will not recognize
Either Sir Arthur was playing fast and loose with his black coated cougar, or going with the legendary/mythical "black cougar of death" (quite fitting for the story - and he was a spiritualist), or possibly a black jaguar (a true black coated kitty) is speculative without further research; ref: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_panther
To further muddy the waters: https://books.google.com.ua/books?id...%20%3F&f=false
As far as Sir Arthur's travels he did go to the United States, New Zealand, and Australia; this paragraph about his trip to Australia reveals a lot about the man:... https://www.abc.net.au/religion/a-sp...-the-/10099536Conan Doyle was amused by "a dear little possum which got under the back of my coat, and would not come out." He saw a blue headed wren, kangaroos, wallabies, lizards, an eagle and "noisy mina birds which fly ahead and warn the game against the hunter. Good noisy little mina!" He urged the local authorities to ensure the place remained protected. "Do this, and your grandchildren will extol your wisdom. Don't do it, and in ten years it will be too late." Happily, they followed his advice. Humbug Scrub remains a wildlife sanctuary to this day.
Sir Arthur's wiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arthur_Conan_Doyle
Hard to fathom Rosie's point of view; perhaps...
A short story; starts:... https://www.baen.com/Chapters/978162...791207___2.htmGummitch was a superkitten, as he knew very well, with an I.Q. of about 160. Of course, he didn't talk. But everybody knows that I.Q. tests based on language ability are very one-sided. Besides, he would talk as soon as they started setting a place for him at table and pouring him coffee. Ashurbanipal and Cleopatra ate horsemeat from pans on the floor and they didn't talk. Baby dined in his crib on milk from a bottle and he didn't talk. Sissy sat at table but they didn't pour her coffee and she didn't talk—not one word. Father and Mother (whom Gummitch had nicknamed Old Horsemeat and Kitty-Come-Here) sat at table and poured each other coffee and they did talk. Q.E.D.
AND some more music for you to enjoy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xqdOfONd34
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
This post is sequence to #186
THE CAT-HOOD OF MAURICE
TO have your hair cut is not painful, nor does it hurt to have your whiskers trimmed. But round wooden shoes, shaped like bowls, are not comfortable wear, however much it may amuse the onlooker to see you try to walk in them. If you have a nice fur coat like a company promoter's, it is most annoying to be made to swim in it. And if you had a tail, surely it would be solely your own affair; that any one should tie a tin can to it would strike you as an unwarrantable impertinence-to say the least.
http://www.forgottenfutures.com/game/ff8/mworld.htm
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"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Thanks, tailor, your last post is quite a banquet!Have learnt quite a lot, until now Conan Doyle was for me only the inventor of the Sherlock Holmes stories.
Interesting to know that the "Brazilian cat' was subject of an article. I think Brazil stands here for the unknown, dangerous and the fatal place. As for the color of the animal it was fitting, as you said, for this story. And here in Brazil there is much prejudice against black cats.
Some solutions sound funny in the Google translation, but it is not its fault, it was only being literal. For example "don't take wind" I would translate perhaps as "keep out of the draught", "I'm more me" ="I'm more myself", but on the whole I think you got the idea. The song is part of a musical written on The Bremen Town Musicians by the Grimm Brothers
Very amusing story, the story of Gummitch. I was astonished to learn that the author was American because of his German name.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fritz_Leiber
As for Rosie, in spite of abundant fillets and petting maybe she thinks herself "The black sheep of the family>
With our rock lady, Rita Lee:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rita_Lee
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XyveLQfO9XA
https://lyricstranslate.com/en/ovelh...ack-sheep.html
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
A simple acrostic poem of sorts I posted on LitNet nearly 4-years ago:
Cat of Black
She stalks her quarry: this huntress who
walks upon padded feet; calculates
in perfect control, 'cept whisker's twitch
Beauty, lithe; nearby a ravaged clew
like death's chosen cat's paw - understates
the familiar: a flash of tail which
night brings her prey to mortal peril
10/19/2015
:tailor
Leiber: a fascinating life, and a poet!
Rita Lee: "When the band reformed in 2006, she refused to join, calling the reunion an attempt to "earn cash to pay for geriatry"... (lol). Also had a Gilberto Gill and Paulo Coelho connection. It is sad to know that the music of the 60's & 70's in Brasil was at times ostrasized if it wasn't PC; also happened here in my country to a small degree. A very accomplished artist.
Thanks for the lyrics translation... also found this youtube offering of Ovelha Negra "Black Sheep" with Brasilian & English subtitles (with some other songs and artists off to the side)... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Acr...&index=20&t=0s Great sound (love the guitars especially)
I would have loved to hear Rita Lee in the psychedelic music period of her life... will look for a vid later.
The Cat-Hood of Maurice: Interesting twistEine Kleine KatzenMusik ?... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zeoT...ature=youtu.be'Oh, I can't bear it, I can't,' cried poor Maurice, in a heartrending meaow that echoed through the house. He leaped from the bed and tore through the door and down the stairs, and behind him came the most terrible thing in the world. People might call it a sardine-tin, but he knew better. It was the soul of all the fear that ever had been or ever could be. It rattled.
The Cat That Walked By Himself by Rudyard Kipling... beginsEAR and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was, O my Best Beloved, when the Tame animals were wild. The Dog was wild, and the Horse was wild, and the Cow was wild, and the Sheep was wild, and the Pig was wild--as wild as wild could be--and they walked in the Wet Wild Woods by their wild lones. But the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him...
http://www.boop.org/jan/justso/cat.htm
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Cat of Black-Enjoyed the images of the poem. Reminded me of my black cat which was a very good hunter and sometimes brought me "presents" which I had to rescue if they were still alive.
A find:Young Rita Lee singing Beatles songs:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEd2YPl8VFA
Kleine Katzenmusik is fine but the cats themselves donīt seem very happy.
The Cat That Walked By Himself-Fine story about the relation between pets and humans.
"The city of the cats and the city of the people lie one within the other, but they are not the same city. Only few cats remember the times when there was no difference: the streets and the squares of the people were also streets and squares of the cats, and the lawns, the courtyards, the balconies and the fountains: one could live in a wide and various space. But, already for many generations now, the domestic felines are prisoners of an unlivable city: the streets are uninterruptedly raced by the deadly traffic of the cat-crushing automobiles; in every square meter of ground where a garden or a clear area or the remnants of an old demolition were opened, now tower apartment buildings and shiny new skyscrapers; each sidewalk is crowded by parked automobiles; the courtyards are - one by one - paved and transformed in garages, cinemas, warehouses or offices."
http://www.ruanyifeng.com/calvino/20...rn_cat_en.html
From the Cats Musical:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-L6rEm0rnY (saw it when I was in NY).
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Funny, sad little story.
Love the musical play Cats.
For some reason I couldn't get sound for Rita Lee's songs, something is buggy (others are playing)!? Will try again later.
Rossini's Cat Duet: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5bJ...rt_radio=1&t=3
A fairytale: https://fairytalez.com/the-poor-mill...y-and-the-cat/
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Unblocked Autoplay. Test please if it is still soundless:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEd2YPl8VFA
If yes it may be that the video is not allowed in US, because of autoral rights. That often happens now.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Unblocked Autoplay. Test please if it is still soundless:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEd2YPl8VFA
If yes it may be that the video is not allowed in US, because of autoral rights. That often happens now.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Finally got Rita Lee's link to play. After fussing with all my laptop audio settings I finally noticed that Youtube actually auto-muted the video in the Opera Browser tab (not the video window) and I hadn't noticed (too many tabs opened as usual). Her voice adds an elegance to the lyrics and the Latin beat accompanies her very nicely.
Found another early Rita Lee video from her "psychedelic era": Os Mutantes- Panis Et Circensis & Bat Macumba (Complete French TV-1969)... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WxwQhrfTEc8
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
I'm having posting, login and log out difficulties since yesterday! Will try to answer from PC.
Last edited by Danik 2016; 09-09-2019 at 07:22 PM.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Lol! Loved the Rossini duet, specially the second cat! Found another very funny version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvBZ_nPNOQI
Interesting. Your fairy tale seems a kind of female Puss in the boots.
Loved this little story and Beatrix Potters drawings. Good to share with grandchildren if they are the right age:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2-IV0bxMgg
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
(lol) loved the other Rossini rendition too... Hard to believe Rossini treated this piece as a serious work. Started watching the Beatrix Potter video and it put me to sleep (lol-again); well produced. My grandkids/great-grandchild are either too old or too young 22/18/11/ & almost 1 but I'll keep it in mind when my g-gc gets older.
Poem by T.S. Eliot you might recognize: The Ad-Dressing of Cats... https://www.brainpickings.org/2013/0...953-t-s-eliot/
I was surprised that the Broadway Play "Cats" was based on T.S. Eliot's children's book: "Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats" and includes the above poem in its musical repertoir.
“Fugue in G Minor” by Domenico Scarlatti (“The Cat’s Fugue”)...
https://youtu.be/N1-xjCCBQjI
A short story: Tobermorey starts -Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),It was a chill, rain-washed afternoon of a late August day, that indefinite season when partridges are still in security or cold storage, and there is nothing to hunt - unless one is bounded on the north by the Bristol Channel, in which case one may lawfully gallop after fat red stags. http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-st...ooks/Tob.shtml
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who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
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