I belong to a Livejournal group called
howdoyousay, in which people kindly translate things for one another. Sadly, I am purely a consumer rather than a helper there, as my own schoolbook German is so poor that while I can read a bit, I always write German websites in English, for want of sufficient vocabulary if one is asking for things other thanthings to eat and places to stay. I put this here largely for my own archival purposes, as I don't ever lose my LiveJournal thus far.
Yesterday a user named
willowsmarika joined the group and let us know she is a native Hungarian speaker.I asked her to translate the "musician of the month" weblog post about me at netandroll.hu by the talented artist hepepe. She gamely agreed, and her translation gives me a better idea of what was said than had a software tool:
"Gurdonark is probably the most interesting member of the ccMixter & the DiSfish Records. He wasn't interested in anything else, but his business. There isn't much more people who's more interesting. He uses free softwares, ' standard MIDI ' , & he likes the 'on-the-spot snaps'...
The best about Gurdonark is that he don't want to be an artist, he already is. There aren't poses, & he's a damn good editor, (he need to be, b/c he don't use a melody, tune, etc) . Never clearer avantgarde.
It could be good to talking to him about the small things of the big world, there, where he lives - on the verge of the prairie , a few miles away from Dallas. I think he could have enough patience for waiting me, while I 'm trying to tell him the things I want to say (with my East-European English). In all of his comments & letters, there's so much tolerance, not the "fucking-typic-american-necessity", NO. But, the truly understanding & open...
But the best is just lost in his music at a bad night. More than 1000 dorrs open, & I feel like I'm in some secret ritual, where aren't damn desires, passions, but calm, only sounds, only sounds, only sounds... "
