Back to the thread topic... I was grubbling around on the riding mower today absolutely useless at finding the spark plug, I PMed my brother and he told me to check youtube. Duh I knew that... (lots and lots of "how to" videos on there, really wonderful). I did and while I didn't find my exact motor, I finally found the $^&$%^% thing. I'll do that spark plug swap after my bank visit tomorrow afternoon.

So while I know John was a car nut (and I'm sure had spent a few hours under the bonnet) I wonder if Justin ever worked on a car. I know he can fixit sound electronics and guitars.

Also many years ago (I may have already asked this) I talked with another fan about Justin's love for horses, and wondered if Justin had ever shoveled his own horse poo. (Only people who have had big animals understand this.) The fan I mentioned this too was horrified!!! "Oh no!!! Justin would never touch horse sh**"......................

so you see, I'm a bit different from other fans as to "down to earth" for the Moodies. Never did like that rock god thing.

So I'd love to know if Justin DID shovel his own horse manure.

Maybe not in either case, He may be one of those people who doesn't do dirt. (I'm sitting here in real need of a bath myself, it was a long day in the yard) That's one of the few redeeming factors my Ex had, he never shied away from dirt. I'm a better mechanic than him, but at least he gave it a try.

Here, read this "review".... I bet this guy thinks Poetics is very worth the read.

https://www.tapatalk.com/groups/moodybluesattitude/2018-07-02-on-the-threshold-of-a-nightmare-t26360.html

LOL nice one... .Mad Libs.

I like that about the rose.... I had plants doing the same to my chain link fence (which was put up in 2002, 16 years unabated the mass shrubs have had their way with it) the fence was being bent and destroyed. So I took my little chain saw to the bushes... now I have a yard full of debris and no pick up truck to haul it in.

Little by little it goes out in the trash, but not quick enough. I think I need to find a secret dumpster somewhere.

Roses..... A telephone wire by any other name would smell as sweet.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Iz83-Cmt6A

Yea that song always makes me weepy. It's an electrician song.

Back to Poetics, I'm still picking through it. It's sorta enjoyable in spots. I did run into a real "lost in translation" moment, where he was talking about Comedy I think. He used two terms (often he dissects things and says "there are two forms of this") I forgot the first, but he referred to the second as "barbarous" language. Plainly this was translated by a Roman somewhere along the line. In Latin, the word forms around "barbara" mean "foreign language" or "incomprehensible language" Barbarians were such because their language was incomprehensible, and the Romans weren't about to learn, indeed looked down on them.

So the Greek word should be translated as "babbling" or "word salad"... not "barbarous" THAT makes the book rather fun... sometimes the bad translations are quite funny.

I think the first form of Comedy he referred to was like silly poetry, or clever turns of the word.

Conan!!! What is best in life????

I read too fast. Can't focus long enough to reach a conclusion on serious things.

Might have been it.... yes the stage styles were very formal in Greece.... they had festivals and the judges would grade them on how closely they stuck to the "proper form"........ the dramatic choruses would come in from one side of the theatre, the low comedy from the other.

Aristotle is so word oriented. I know when I think of a stage production, I'm thinking of colors, of design, of costumes, of movement. Something like 75% of our communication is body language, yet the spoken word is so tightly focused upon in Poetics.

I have to confess to skimming most of what I read.... he's pretty dry. And like I said earlier, one of my professors was a real wind bag and used to babble this stuff in lecture. Typical acting class would be about 15 min of him gushing whatever he'd read in Poetics the night before, and waving his arms. We had to sit still and act like we were interested (it WAS acting class after all.... and we thought we were learning something...) I got more out of the improv exercises, which were just becoming part of acting school in the 70s. Improv is like all the do now in acting class.

So comedia was either "babbling" (maybe like the Marx Brothers) or it was crude, practical joke thigh slappers. According to Poetics.

"That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard...." Groucho Marx

Acting itself has gone through three stages just in my lifetime. There was method acting in the 50s (mostly psychodrama, but Marlon Brando and James Dean were prime examples....) then existential/gonzo in the 60s (like Hair) then Improv started in the early 70s and has since stalled there IMHO. Melodrama was quite popular in the 20s-30s, both Gone with the Wind and Wizard of Oz have elements of that. 40s was like "slap it on stage, we have a war to fight"

Modern film making and drama? It's all cussing, poo jokes or the Springer show. We are going down hill I think. Tho I was very pleased to see Jurassic World not have one poo joke in it and no cussing .............. shocking considering what else I've seen lately. And refreshing.