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Tuesday -the Wakefield Doctrine- “… of Mondegreen(s), reality and clarks”

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

Live! From the waiting room of a dentist office. George Michael is singing an example of ‘the writer not realizing the true power of his own work*.

Which surely leads us to the wonderful word/concept ‘Mondegreen’

(…back in real time. A little more to tell you about)

This post is so for clarks (and scotts and rogers with significant secondary clarklike aspects).

It wasn’t ‘Careless Whisper’ that made me appreciate how interesting being a clark can sometimes be. It was Electric Light Orchestra’s ‘Don’t Bring Me Down’.

So I’m sitting there waiting for my hygienist (who is a clark) to call for me, so I did what any (of us would do) I looked things up. As it was, ‘Don’t Bring Me Down’ played from the ceiling. Naturally I thought, ‘so who is Bruce?’ And went to wikipedia (the best thing about the internet, from a clark’s perspective) and looked it up. I cite:

A common mondegreen in the song is the perception that, following the title line, Lynne shouts “Bruce!”. In the liner notes of the ELO compilation Flashback and elsewhere, Lynne has explained that he is singing a made-up word, “Grooss,” which some have suggested sounds like the Swiss/German expression “Gruß.” After the song’s release, so many people had misinterpreted the word as “Bruce” that Lynne actually began to sing the word as “Bruce” for fun at live shows”

OK I accept that.

Now this is where the fun we have (as clarks) begins…. mondegreen?!  What might that be… all blue in linkage.

A mondegreen /ˈmɒndɪɡrn/ is a mishearing or misinterpretation of a phrase as a result of near-homophony, in a way that gives it a new meaning. Mondegreens are most often created by a person listening to a poem or a song; the listener, being unable to clearly hear a lyric, substitutes words that sound similar and make some kind of sense.[1][2] American writer Sylvia Wright coined the term in 1954, writing about how as a girl she had misheard the lyric “…and laid him on the green” in a Scottish ballad as, “…and Lady Mondegreen”

of course!

I smiled (to myself). This is part of the better part of the world of the Outsider.

The fun and genuine pleasure in knowing the Wakefield Doctrine began when I heard my name called, ‘Clark?’

Given that we spend a few minutes twice a year together, naturally I had long since told my hygienist about the Wakefield Doctrine. And, equally naturally, by virtue of being a clark, she immediately ‘got it’.

So as I sat back in the chair this morning she said, “So whats new?”

I smiled the smile of one clark to another.

“So you  know that ELO song… I forget the name, its the one where they say ‘Bruce’?”

She nodded “I know the one you mean.”

“Well I looked it up and there’s this thing called a mondegreen and it’s a term for the times we hear one word and substitute it with another thats different but makes sense in a weird way, ya know?”

She smiled and nodded in acknowledgement and appreciation for the concept.

“You realize, of course, the implications of this for how we deal with reality, right?”

She laughed out loud and proceeded to tell me what it was I was thinking.

Thats the fun of the Wakefield Doctrine.

 

*  ‘Careless Whisper’ I would argue that Seether’s cover of the song is one of those rare ‘better than original’

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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one

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  1. Amazing where and how insights will come. Come they will, though, with amazing regularity.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      yeah… this one was fun as a reminder of back in the early days of the blog when posts would gather like moths to a streetlight

  2. What?! lol He wasn’t singing “Br-r-uce”?? :D
    Thank you for not only telling me the “real” story, but for the history of the terminology/word describing what so many of us do so often!
    Surely, the internet is the clark’s consumate playground :)

  3. Sageleaf says:

    Now…does the clark hygienist keep talking, or does she let the both of you just listen to the music? I’ve got a rogerian hygienist and boy…she’ll chat and chat and blast a style of music that grates my ears, but I smile…and then I have to wonder where the nearest clark hygienist is. I don’t think I’ll find them at that dentist’s office. lol
    And that part about Lady Mondegreen? Priceless.
    It’s like dirty jeans in a thunder jeep. You know…as opposed to dirty deeds done dirt cheap. HAHA
    Or…”you make me feel like a MAT-ure old woman.” As opposed to “you make me feel like a natural woman.” Oh…me and song lyrics. We have a long history of mondegreens. And thank you for teaching me a new word today. lolol

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      No, she doesn’t talk as she works, I prefer the idea that she is concentrating on the work at hand.
      Hey! Is there such a thing as pain meditation?
      She is very sensitive to causing discomfit and my teeth are soap balloons in a needle factory when it comes to pain. The sparkling, electric nerve ending kind of pain. The kind that is impossible to remember, say the way you remember muscle cramps or stomach aches, and by this inability to be remembered, it cannot be anticipated. Anticipation can have a lessening effect on pain. Not with teeth. It really is quite remarkable.
      In any event, I strive while trying to quiet tense muscles to level my mind in such a way that when the pain strikes, it might serve to ‘stop the world’*
      Sometimes it seems to head in that direction. Bottom line: it gives me something to do inside my head as I lay there.

      so now, for your mis-hearing pleasure….

      * from Castaneda, of course, I will refrain from attempting to define this strategy (this is, after all, a comment reply…lol), I imagine it as the whack of the staff in the stories of monks asking the wrong question of the Master lol