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    Here is a translation of Ovid's story of Salmacis. All its flaws are mine ;)


    As I said before, the story of Salmacis is a bit risqué, so I put it behind a spoiler warning.


    A few notes (which will likely brand me a showoff).


    The „Pauly“, an encyclopedia of classical studies, states that the story of the first hermaphrodite goes back beyond Roman and even Greek times. The say that Hermaphroditus is the mythological shape of a very old androgynous deity which was imagined as a (female) Great Goddess with male attributes (e.g. Ishtar-Semiramis in Babylon).


    Mount Ida is a mountain in the Northwest of Asia Minor that rises to 5.800ft. The surrounding area was called Phrygia and was not far from Troy. In fact, the Trojan prince Paris is usually shown with a Phrygian cap. Mount Ida is mentioned in a number of ancient myths, mainly ones that are related to the Trojan war. Mount Ida was where the Judgement of Paris took place, where Aphrodite conceived Aeneas from Anchises and from where the Olympian gods watched the siege of Troy.


    Nymphs are minor female deities that live either in trees or in lakes or brooks. If they live in sweet water they are also called Najads, while salt water nymphs are usually called Nereids. The indiscriminate use of the expressions in the song lyrics obscures the fact that Salmacis is a nymph, too. AAphrodite and Hermes are not really #afraid of their love, but of their tryst or its result being discovered. If that is the case there is very little sense in hiding their child at the popular holiday resort for Olympian gods and goddesses, though.


    Hermaphroditus is never called the hunter in Ovid, but it explains why he appears at the lake just as well as the reason Ovid gives (“just seeing the sights, old boy”). In fact, styling Hermaphroditus as a hunter fits well to the image Ovid draws of him: He describes him as a shy and chaste young man. These are the usual attributes in mythology of a hunter who has devoted his life to Diana, goddess of the hunters. Diana herself is a celibate deity – so celibate, in fact, that she turned Actaeon, who had inadvertently seen her naked, into a stag that was then torn to pieces by his own hunting dogs. Another example for the topic of the chaste hunter is Hippolytus, the sad victim of the sexual desires of his step mother Phaedra (as displayed in Seneca’s tragedy Phaedra).


    Hermaphroditus is a hunter to the degree that his success in hunting (the deer) is described like an erotic conquest. Perhaps this also refers to a pun on heart/hart (see Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, where a courtier tries to cheer up the lovesick prince: "Will you go hunt, my lord?" - "What, Curio?" - "The hart.[gesprochen genauso wie 'the heart'] " - "Why, so I do, the noblest that I have.”)


    Give wisdom to your son. A subtle but very clever pun. Before the advent of maps and satnavs, a traveler who lost his way – like Hermaphroditus – would pray for guidance to the god of the travelers, who is, in fact, Hermes. So the son has to ask the father for directions.


    The Naiad queen is actually Diana who is not a Naiad herself. Perhaps Salmacis is called a queen here to stress that she is female, perhaps also to give the impression of regal beauty.


    Salmacis has been stirred. The stories of Salmacis and the narrator do not match here. Salmacis mentions “a creature” that has been stirred. The narrator states that the naiad herself is stirred or excited.


    The water tasted strangely sweet. Ovid does not record Hermaphroditus drinking from the water. The song lyrics may be deviating from Ovid’s story because the original is rather explicit. The poet uses elegiac vocabulary which is steeped in erotic innuendo (if you choose to read the text like that). A Roman audience would have had no doubt as to what Salmacis does while she is watching Hermaphroditus. The “strangely sweet” water may be quite a different liquid pooling – particularly when a “stirred” Salmacis urges the young man to “drink form my spring”. – Hermaphroditus drinking prepares the later pun “your thirst is not mine”.


    If anybody in this scene is cold-blooded, it is Hermaphroditus. Salmacis is anything but. The irony of these words and the contrast to the ovidian text is biting.


    may share my fate, i.e. they became hermaphrodites. The myth did not deter people from touching the waters of the lake. Ancient writers such as Strabon and Vitruvius report that the water of the fountain of Salmacis was healthy and tasted good.


    A lover’s dream had been fulfilled – It is the proverbial dream of a lover to be united forever with the loved one. Note that in this grammatical case it is the desire of the only one lover (a lover’s dream instead of the lovers’ dream). Hermaphroditus does not share this desire; he is not even a lover which is why he curses the fountain.



    What happens in the story of Hermaphroditus and Salmacis is nothing less than rape, and Roman readers would probably have agreed. One should bear in mind, though, that this is a story of Ovid, the master of the elegiac system. In his Ars Amatoria (a poetic-elegiac handbook on how to find and keep a mistress) he explains that the (male) lover may urge his mistress to sleep with him and that it is acceptable to bring here there even if she is unwilling. The punch line of the story of Salmacis lies in the fact that Ovid switches the roles: The female lover forces the (sexual) union with a young man who does not love her back. That does not make it any better now, does it?




    Literature has frequently inspired Genesis lyrics: Supper’s Ready clearly draws on the Bible. White Mountain borrows from Jack London, The Cinema Show from T.S.Eliot. They musicians openly extended that to their solo careers; just think of Smallcreep’s Day and A Curious Feeling.


    I would love to know how Peter, Mike and Tony did in Latin in Charterhouse. If they were any good I suspect they enjoyed reading poetry from the end of the Roman republic and the early imperial period. Poets like Horace and Catullus wrote for a highly sophisticated audience that enjoyed hearing the overtones in a poem, the careful insinuations, the most delicate innuendo. Poets and their readers played a highly intellectual game of hide and seek. Genesis enjoyed that as well – just examine the names they used in Get ‘Em Out By Friday.

    Of the poets I mentioned Horace was the well-mannered, subtle poet, while Catullus was wilder and more explicit (in a poem written when Julius Caesar was at the peak of his power Catullus famously called him “faggot Romulus”). Horace and Catullus, who wrote mainly poetry of the “small form” (involving mundane things and love and erotica), were followed by an Augustan poet who attempted to bring those subjects into poetry of the “big form”, i.e. into epics. This poet’s name was Ovid. He became famous for three books: Love Elegies (“Amores”), the infamous Ars Amatoria that some think caused him to be exiled to the Black Sea coast, and a collection of tales in which people changed into other things in a period spanning from the creation of the world to the days of the Emperor Augustus. In the fourth volume of this book, the Metamorphoses, you can find the story of Salmacis. Ovid uses the epic form, but retains the vocabulary and the puns of the elegy, which introduces sexual innuendo into the noble genre of the epic. (As an example: When Ovid mentions in a summer poem that “lizards scamper through the bush”, everybody who spent a summer in southern Italy can confirm that this happens. Roman readers would know that the lizard is a phallic symbol – and suddenly there is a subtext.

    Depending on where you come from, Genesis have written a rather dirrrty set of lyrics - or bowdlerized the Ovidian version.

    Please ignore if you feel uncomfortable with the mentioning of certain body parts. I found this sorry effort of a song on an old compilation CD (circa 1995).


    Short dick man - 20 Fingers



    (Yes, it should have been forgotten, I agree)

    GENESIS - The Fountain Of Salmacis

    Year: 1971

    Album: Nursery Cryme [album review]

    Working title: unknown

    Credits: Banks, Collins, Gabriel, Hackett, Rutherford

    Lyrics: Yes

    Length: 8:02

    Musicians: Tony Banks, Phil Collins, Peter Gabriel, Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford

    Played Live: 1971, 1972, 1978

    mp3 downloads: iTunes

    Cover versions: none


    Notes: A number of songs that are longer than seven minutes are the founding blocks for the cult of "early Genesis". Stagnation and The Knife certainly were cornerstones, but it was mainly the songs from Nursery Cryme that triggered the fan cult of the Progressive Years. This is particularly true for The Musical Box and our current Track Of The week, The Fountain Of Salmacis.





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    Oy, you better leave the rule-making to the efficient humourless Germans here! X(^^


    Waterloo Sunset - Peter Gabriel or The Kinks

    Through necessity ie work demands it, or your body just naturally catapaults you out of bed at that time? How early is early?

    Early means 5.30am. No, work does not demand it, neither does my body catapult me out of bed (though we have a 2'8" catapult of the offspring persuasion capable of emitting noises in the 100dB+ range in our house that makes us get up pretty dang fast ... and that may be well before 5.30!)


    I work flexible hours, so the earlier I get to work in the morning the earlier I can clock off in the afternoon and spend time with my dear "catapult".


    FWIW, I didn't take your bacon post as hectoring and what have you. Others feel strongly about wine or bread or cheese, you know what you like in your pan and I'm absolutely fine with that! (plus... The Highlands... I'd love to go there again some time, bacon or no bacon ;) )

    Umh... I always assumed that there is such a thing as generic British breakfast bacon... And what on earth is "griddled" (one search engine request later - I see).


    Anyway, breakfast this morning for me was a cappuccino with extra milk foam. I get up way too early for my stomach to accept solid food, so this is a kind of compromise.

    If it's English breakfast sausages and bacon you're asking about, it's gotta be


    bacon.


    "It is by eating sandwiches ... that the British seek to atone for whatever their national sins have been. They're not altogether clear what those sins are, and don't want to know either. ... But whatever sins they are are amply atoned for by the sandwiches they make themselves eat. ... The sausages are for the ones who know what their sins are and wish to atone for something specific." (Douglas Adams)



    Lord Of The Rings or Hitch Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy ?

    Bloody hell. Seeing just one of those can be quite brutal and draining. All three??? You're braver than me! I always try to see 4.48 Psychosis when I can, it's such a good demonstration of how different companies handle the same piece, especially in this case given the free-form text. I've seen it 4 or 5 times and the best one was a student group, all dressed in surgical gowns in a highly choreographed production, at the Edinburgh Fringe a few years ago. This was a year after seeing a professional production at the Barbican in London which was inferior.

    Cleansed was indeed brutal - about a third to half of the audience left during or right after the performance, disgusted with what they saw. It was the play I liked least of the three. Cruelties aside, I found it hard to find out what exactly was going on in the play. There are very few clues in the text that give you an idea of where whatever is happening there is supposed to be happening or for what reason. In the end I sort of decided for myself that it is about the general possibility or tendency of people to manipulate other people using or abusing love as a tool. It was the least satisfying of the three.


    Crave was the one I was looking forward to. I found the idea intriguing: Four people, no, four voices. They talk, and you don't know whether they are talking to you, to themselves, to each other, to no-one in particular, you don't know whether these voices know each other... How can you stage a text like that without boring the audience stiff? At the Kammerspiele Munich they played it like a piece of music. The voices mix, blend into each other, fade out, fade in, interrupt. If I taught acting, I'd set this play as an exam for my students. It requires perfect timing. The performance was a treat.


    4.48 Psychosis had only two actors (Sandra Hüller and Thomas Schmauser) in evening dress who spoke the text. Very clear, very distinct voices. They were accompanied by a string quartet who occasionally played a bit of calm and slow music and underlined that this text, too, had a musical quality.

    Re: Shakespeare, my favourite is Julius Caesar. Can't stand Titus Andronicus, that's splatter-Shakespeare. Yes, I know he very probably write that first play of his like that to out-do the competition, but it should neither be a revelation nor a genesis (groan) that first attempts are not always successful.


    King John is extremely funny in places. Imagine the scene: A town with high walls and closed gates. Outside, the English king and his army demand entrance "because he is the lawful king". Enter the French king and his army, also demanding entrance because "he has the lawful king with him". What do the citizens do? They tell both kings to battle it out. When that idea threatens to turn both armies against the town the citizens suggest that the one king's daughter could marry the other king's son and everything would be fine ...


    Anyway, I haven't seen a play for quite a while. The last one was an emotionally exhausting, but absolutely brilliant performance of three plays by Sarah Kane in a row (Cleansed, Crave, 4.48 Psychosis). I used to try and go at least once a month, but life interferes.

    Kill Bill 1


    (Though KB2 has that "zombie scene" in the diner that I love because it is so absurdly over the top).


    in-ear or on-ear headphones?