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in which I regress to childhood

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LIZAANNE LISTENS TO AEOLUS

As you all know, I’ve been reading James Joyce’s “Ulysses” along with the Wandering Rocks team. 

Well, we have a new section this week– “Aeolus” [yup, it is full of wind bags]– and a new contributor– Brendan.  With all of this novelty floating about, I figured I would try reading this chapter in a retro way…

“You can read along with me in your book.  You will know it is time to turn the page when you hear the chimes ring, like this.*Ping*  Let’s begin now.” 

{ye olde Disney read-along books on records– anyone?  John–enough with the cricket noises already.  You just don’t know the glory of 45’s.} 

a disney record player-- I totally had one of these.  wonder what happened to it.

a disney record player-- I totally had one of these. wonder what happened to it.

Our Brendan doesn’t have any chimes, but he has read aloud “Ulysses” and made his recordings available as podcasts: the Joycecast.  Please go and have a listen. 

Brendan’s voice is lovely  {I have a thing for men with great reading voices.  Yum.}  His accents are generally quite good (and, as far as I know, he comes by them legitimately), and my favorite bit is that he keeps his little mistakes of pronunciation or inflection in.  Thus, his readings feel comfortable and friendly, instead of formal or stiff.  I put his “Aeolus” on my pretty purple ipod & read along with him in my book.  I managed to figure out when to turn the page all by myself.  I know you are proud.  I also made silly notes in the margins– you have come to expect nothing less, I know.

So, my darlings, go and have a listen; then come back tomorrow, when I will post my first batch of marginalia for this chapter.

 

my choice of reading material have grown up a bit, but being read to still rocks!

my choice of reading material have grown up a bit, but being read to still rocks!

p.s.  CeCe, my playmate, if you want to come out and play with me at Wandering Rocks, we’ll be jolly friends forever more.  Or, follow the page-by-page shenanigans on Twitter: WanderingRox