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B flat is really our key.
THAT’S WHAT I ALWAYS HEAR
LOL
Needs more body paint.
On the Paris Review blog this dude named Will Frears wrote something about the vuvuzelas that makes all this bitching I see everywhere seem really whiny:
“A brief note on the vuvuzela, the locust-sounding trumpet that drones on incessantly through out the game and is providing the controversy du jour. I think they’re fantastic. If the story of this World Cup so far is the story of Northern European ascendancy, in style if not in content, the vuvuzela is doing all it can to resist the hegemony: the players can’t hear the coaches or each other, the national songs are being drowned out, and the spectators sitting in their safe European homes are having their viewing pleasure disturbed. Welcome to Africa.”
I know it smacks a little of white guys putting on multiculti airs but I agree. Better than obnoxious piped in music at US sports, with the horns we can hear the crowd’s spontaneously generated rooting energy and it is overwhelming. I chuckle at all these useless fartsy sportswriters getting their suspenders in a bunch over this. It makes me feel better about the guilt I will feel at screaming for the US to slaughter Ghana’s hopes and dreams.
white ppl putting on multiculti airs gonna get clapped
OH NO ZZZZZIP HAS TINNITUS
I’m sorry, but blowing monotone plastic kazoos are not some great African tradition. Their ascendancy to the soccer scene really only took place over the past few years.
“with the horns we can hear the crowd’s spontaneously generated rooting energy and it is overwhelming”
What!? This is exactly what the horns DROWN OUT. The buzz level stays pretty much even throughout the entire match and does not at all rise and fall in accordance with the action on the field. And as the guy you quoted said, the cheers and songs of the spectators that actually do constitute spontaneous rooting energy are drowned out by the buzz.
Not to mention those horns are so loud they give people permanent hearing damage which wont’ affect cushy white people watching from their TVs but will do damage to south africans in the nosebleed seats surrounded by the buzzing.
Personally the buzz sound itself doesn’t bother me and my mind cuts it out, but the fact that it destroys all the unique cheers and boos and songs of all the various countries that rise and fall with the action in favor of monotone bzzzzzzzzzzzz sound is a bummer
Everything on this site makes more sense now.
*wyt ppl
B flat is really our key.
main, why-it peep-hole awl-weighs cot-two gits there cull-cher fromma sum-warez.
THAT’S WHAT I ALWAYS HEAR
LOL
Needs more body paint.
On the Paris Review blog this dude named Will Frears wrote something about the vuvuzelas that makes all this bitching I see everywhere seem really whiny:
“A brief note on the vuvuzela, the locust-sounding trumpet that drones on incessantly through out the game and is providing the controversy du jour. I think they’re fantastic. If the story of this World Cup so far is the story of Northern European ascendancy, in style if not in content, the vuvuzela is doing all it can to resist the hegemony: the players can’t hear the coaches or each other, the national songs are being drowned out, and the spectators sitting in their safe European homes are having their viewing pleasure disturbed. Welcome to Africa.”
I know it smacks a little of white guys putting on multiculti airs but I agree. Better than obnoxious piped in music at US sports, with the horns we can hear the crowd’s spontaneously generated rooting energy and it is overwhelming. I chuckle at all these useless fartsy sportswriters getting their suspenders in a bunch over this. It makes me feel better about the guilt I will feel at screaming for the US to slaughter Ghana’s hopes and dreams.
white ppl putting on multiculti airs gonna get clapped
Lincoln’s right. Half the fun of watching football live is hearing all the fans singing their absurdist anthems, plus the hoodlums screaming as they’re led away in handcuffs, intermixed with the Germans’ drunken retching, punctuated by the pop of firecrackers thrown on the grass.
Those vuvu things drown it all out. That horriffic buzz makes me feel like an Englishman surrounded at Isandlwana.
Yeah that’s fair enough, either way it’s a little silly that plastic horns are getting so much attention. I may have just watched so much world cup that now the sound has become weirdly reassuring, like bees singing a lullabye. I did notice during the England game today there were less horns and you could hear the crowd’s jeers and cheers better which was nice on one hand, but also made the game feel like a polite premier league game.
OH NO ZZZZZIP HAS TINNITUS
I’m sorry, but blowing monotone plastic kazoos are not some great African tradition. Their ascendancy to the soccer scene really only took place over the past few years.
“with the horns we can hear the crowd’s spontaneously generated rooting energy and it is overwhelming”
What!? This is exactly what the horns DROWN OUT. The buzz level stays pretty much even throughout the entire match and does not at all rise and fall in accordance with the action on the field. And as the guy you quoted said, the cheers and songs of the spectators that actually do constitute spontaneous rooting energy are drowned out by the buzz.
Not to mention those horns are so loud they give people permanent hearing damage which wont’ affect cushy white people watching from their TVs but will do damage to south africans in the nosebleed seats surrounded by the buzzing.
Personally the buzz sound itself doesn’t bother me and my mind cuts it out, but the fact that it destroys all the unique cheers and boos and songs of all the various countries that rise and fall with the action in favor of monotone bzzzzzzzzzzzz sound is a bummer
Everything on this site makes more sense now.
*wyt ppl
Lincoln’s right. Half the fun of watching football live is hearing all the fans singing their absurdist anthems, plus the hoodlums screaming as they’re led away in handcuffs, intermixed with the Germans’ drunken retching, punctuated by the pop of firecrackers thrown on the grass.
Those vuvu things drown it all out. That horriffic buzz makes me feel like an Englishman surrounded at Isandlwana.
Yeah that’s fair enough, either way it’s a little silly that plastic horns are getting so much attention. I may have just watched so much world cup that now the sound has become weirdly reassuring, like bees singing a lullabye. I did notice during the England game today there were less horns and you could hear the crowd’s jeers and cheers better which was nice on one hand, but also made the game feel like a polite premier league game.