three cheers to the professor
Jan. 3rd, 2014 01:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
martasficTomorrow (meaning today, January 3) is a very special birthday of everyone's favorite Oxford don.
... Or perhaps not that Oxford professor. No, Towkien: Towkien is what bwings us togevvah.
And in memory of the man of the four initials, have a song from the London stage adaptation of "The Lord of the Rings," accompanied by shots from the Lord of the Rings movies of all our favorite characters breaking bread together:
Or, if you really must, Ian Holm singing the JRRT song it's loosely based on, from the BBC radio dramatization that first introduced me to these books.
And on a more serious note (*sniffles*), here's Sam from that same BBC production, voiced by Bill Nighy, singing about Gil-Galad. Sometimes I'll still find myself humming the melody, playing it against the resonance of the subway walls, and always get a bit teary-eyed.
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I said in another post that Tolkien fanfic had been my fannish bread and butter for over a decade, and after I typed it, it struck me that that wasn't an exaggeration. I first started writing (*cringes*) my epic Mary Sue "Lady of Gondor" on a tour coach in March-April 2003, I believe on the road from Bern to Rome. I found HASA and the Henneth_Annun listserv somewhere after when a first beta suggested I might check out the website. Damn, but it's been a long decade. Horrible in many ways, but fandom is not one of them. Actually, if you're reading this, there's a good bet that you're a big part of what's made it anything approaching bearable - one of the few enduring good things to come out of the last ten years and change.
Here's to ten more.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
... Or perhaps not that Oxford professor. No, Towkien: Towkien is what bwings us togevvah.
And in memory of the man of the four initials, have a song from the London stage adaptation of "The Lord of the Rings," accompanied by shots from the Lord of the Rings movies of all our favorite characters breaking bread together:
Or, if you really must, Ian Holm singing the JRRT song it's loosely based on, from the BBC radio dramatization that first introduced me to these books.
And on a more serious note (*sniffles*), here's Sam from that same BBC production, voiced by Bill Nighy, singing about Gil-Galad. Sometimes I'll still find myself humming the melody, playing it against the resonance of the subway walls, and always get a bit teary-eyed.
********************************
I said in another post that Tolkien fanfic had been my fannish bread and butter for over a decade, and after I typed it, it struck me that that wasn't an exaggeration. I first started writing (*cringes*) my epic Mary Sue "Lady of Gondor" on a tour coach in March-April 2003, I believe on the road from Bern to Rome. I found HASA and the Henneth_Annun listserv somewhere after when a first beta suggested I might check out the website. Damn, but it's been a long decade. Horrible in many ways, but fandom is not one of them. Actually, if you're reading this, there's a good bet that you're a big part of what's made it anything approaching bearable - one of the few enduring good things to come out of the last ten years and change.
Here's to ten more.
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Date: 2014-01-03 01:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-01-03 07:44 pm (UTC)Here's to ten more years, indeed!