Desert Island Discs - Terry Pratchett is A Meat Loaf Fan!

[PanicLord]

Desert Island Discs is a long-running BBC radio programme, in which celebrity guests are asked to pick eight records to be stuck with on a hypothetical desert island.

For anyone who likes Terry Pratchett, and thought maybe he name drops Meat Loaf songs, it looks like you were right - I always thought Terry must be a man of great taste!!!

Terry was a Desert Island Discs guest on 9 September 1997, and chose the following list:

- 'Symphonie Fantastique: Dream of a Witches' Sabbath' -- Berlioz, London Symphony Orchestra/Sir Eugene Goossens.
- 'Thomas the Rhymer' -- Steeleye Span.
- 'The Race for the Rheingold Stakes' -- Bernard Miles.
- 'The Marriage of Figaro: Voi che sapete' -- Mozart, Petra Lang, ms; Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra, Amsterdam/Nikolaus Harnoncourt.
- 'Bat out of Hell' -- Meatloaf.
- 'Silk Road Theme' -- Kitaro.
- 'Great Southern Land' -- Icehouse.
- 'Four Seasons: Summer' -- Vivaldi, Israel Philharmonic Orchestra/Itzhak Perlman, v.

[Diane]

I think he's a Meat/Steinman fan. He quotes Steinman songs in several of his books ... good man!

Diane

[needmoremeat]

The front cover of his book "Soul Music" is inspired by Bat

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I read an interview on the internet somewhere, it's maybe linked to one of the Steinman sites, and Terry Pratchett talks of when he first heard Bat and couldn't quite believe what he was hearing until ten minutes later!

[Chris]

If you keep your eyes open, there are some rather more obscure Meat references in the books.

For example: Lord Vetinari, the Patrician, has a family motto "Si non confectus, non reficiat" which is said to translate as "Everything works if you just let it happen"

Does that remind anyone of anything!!!

[Chris]

As a long time subscriber to the Pratchett News groups, I have just been rooting around in my archives and found this!

It is credited to Mark Cooper from the newsgroup.

Everyone sing along:

I. Paradise?

Gaspode:
I remember every little thing
As if it only happened yesterday
Barking by the lake
And there was not another dog in sight
And I never had a bitch
Looking any better than you did
And all the dogs in Ankh
They were wishing they were me that night (howls)

But now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It doesn't feel so good, it doesn't feel so right
Your eyes are glowing like a flame in the middle of the night
C'mon! Not so tight!
C'mon! Not so tight!

I may be cold and lonely, but that's all right
I'll be in paradise if I stay all night...

Angua:
Ain't no doubt about it
We're both in a mess
Cause tonight's full moon
And you don't smell the best...

Ain't no doubt about it
I promise we won't talk about it
Ain't no doubt about it
We're both in a mess...

Gaspode:
I know tonight's full moon
And I don't smell the best

Babe, I kinda like my heart
And so I'm beggin', dontcha tear it out
I may have been living too long
But that don't mean that you can bite me, please...
And I gotta let ya know
That you will really regret it
So close your eyes, 'cause this is no surprise
It won't be all right
'Cause I've got Licky End and fleas...

Oh gods, I feel you breathing in my ear
I didn't realise that you'd come so near
I'm gonna pee myself if I don't run from here
I'd run all bloody night!
I'd run all bloody night!

I may be cold and lonely, but that's all right
I'd be in paradise if I stayed all night
Paradise if I stayed all night

Angua:
Run away if you can!
One bite, and Nature does all the rest
Ain't no doubt about it
We're both in a mess
'Cause tonight's a full moon
And you don't smell the --

Gaspode:
I'm gonna run all the way tonight
I'm gonna run all the way -
No way am I gonna stayyyyyyyyy! *Gaspode runs like hell, Angua gives chase*

Radio Broadcast:
OK, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker going here, two legs down, no fur on, desperate not to score, bottom of Peach Pie Street, it's no wind up and there he goes, running like hell down the middle, look at Gaspode go! This dog can really fly!
He's made it up to Short Street and really turning it on now, but Angua's not letting up at all, she's not gonna lose a second; she's going to leap for the jugular... Here comes the turning into The Street of Cunning Artificers, and what a turning! He's gonna slide in head first, here he comes, he's in! No wait, Angua's skidded past, and now she's stopped short - Gaspode's really making things happen out there...
A cook's come out with a plate, here's his pitch - Gaspode's going, and what an appetite he's got - he's asking for thirds! Here's Angua; but he's left her in the dirt! Safe but hurt! Holy cow, he's injured! He's still taking a pretty big lead out there, almost daring her to try and pick him off. Angua sees him, winds up, and she's gaining, gaining on the little pooch, the suicide run is on!
Here she comes, squeeze play, it's gonna be close, here's the leap - she's gonna get him at the Hubwards Gate! He's not going to make it!


II. Let Me Chew on It

Gaspode:
Stop right there!
I gotta know right now!
Before you go any further --!

Will you bite me?
I'll be a werewolf forever?
Will you maim me?
Will you try to bleed me?
Will you make me a werewolf for the rest of my days?
I'll be biting people in a blood-drenched haze!
Will you bite me?
I'll be a werewolf forever?
Will you main me?
Will you try to bleed me?
Will you tear out my throat or leave me gasping for air?
Leave me alone, and I'll tell no-one, I swear!
I gotta know right now
Before you go any further
Will you bite me!!!?
I'll be a werewolf forever!!!?

Angua:
Let me chew on it
Gaspode, Gaspode let me chew on it
Let me chew on it
And you'll know the answer in the morning...

Let me bite on it
Give me your neck and let me bite on it
Let me bite on it
And you'll know the answer in the morning...

Let me nibble it
Show me your throat and let me nibble it
Let me nibble it
And you'll know the answer in the morning...

Gaspode:
I gotta know right now!
Will you bite me?
I'll be a werewolf forever?
Will you maim me?
Will you try to bleed me?
Will you make me a werewolf for the rest of my days?
I'll be biting people in a blood-drenched haze!
I gotta know right now!
Before you go any further
Will you bite me?
I'll be a werewolf forever?

Angua:
Let me chew on it
Gaspode, Gaspode let me chew on it
Let me chew on it
And you'll know the answer in the morning...

Gaspode:
I'll be a werewolf forever!

Angua:
Let me chew on it!!!

Gaspode:
I'll be a werewolf forever!



III. Praying for the End of Time

Angua:
I couldn't take it any longer
Gods, I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a tidal wave
I started swearing to my gods and on my mother's grave
That I would bite you, hairy little swine -
I went and bit you then, you little swine!

Gaspode:
And now I'm praying for the end of time
To hurry up and arrive
'Cause if I spend another minute like this
Then no one in this place is gonna survive!
You bit hard in my neck, you evil little cow
And gods only know what I can do right now
I'm praying for the end of time
It's all that I can do
Praying for the end of time, so I can end my time with youuuuuu! *howl*

It was long ago and it was far away
and it was so much better than it is today

Angua:
It didn't feel so good
It didn't feel so right
I went over to the gutter
And was sick all night...

[Chris]

Your next Pratchett/Meat spoof is based on the song "Took the Words" and the novel "Moving Pictures". It is just credited in my emails as by Dave.

It was the Blown Away premiere and the city was burning,
There was fog creeping over the Ankh,
When the Things broke through we felt the whole Disc turning.
They took the shape of the star,
'Cos it's Holy Wood we've got to thank.

You were ready to fight, and be a real hero,
I was ready to run with great haste.
I figured our chances could be less than zero,
But with Holy Wood rules,
We won without a minute,
Won without a minute,
Won without a minute to waste.

When we escaped the caves Laddie and I felt weak,
An' I wanted to say I'd had enough of this lark.
I'm trying to speak but no matter what I do,
All that comes out is simply a bark.

'Cos you took the words right out of my mouth,
The power Holy Wood had given me,
You took the words right out of my mouth,
And I swear it's true,
That if I could I'd want to thank you.
(Thank you!)

'Cos you took the words right out of my mouth,
The power Holy Wood had given me,
You took the words right out of my mouth,
And I swear it's true,
That if I could I'd want to thank you.
I swear it's true,
I want to thank you.

[Chris]

And finally, another song by Elin based on Death and Susan Sto Helit in "Soul Music". You should be able to spot the tune you are supposed to sing it to!!!


The women are screaming and the men are a-howling
Way down in the city tonight
There's a man in the shadows with a gleam in his eye
Guitar shining oh so bright
There's music in the air and there's thunder in sky,
And a REAPER on the cobbled streets
Oh away in the school-dorm where the deathling is rising,
Oh she swears she saw a small mouse down by the window,
He was squeaking to get on her feet.

Oh baby he's the only thing in this whole world
That's pure and always here.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
The tunnel's gonna have some light.
But he's gotta get out,
she's gotta ride it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So they've gotta make the most of their short time together
When it's over you know
They'll both be so alone

Like a bat out of hell
He'll be going for the final chord
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell
He'll be there there there
Like a bat out of hell
He'll be going for the final chord
But when the deed is done and the soul is gone,
And the moonlight's shining through,
Then like a doorman before the gates of the after
She will do the Duty no more

He's gonna hit the high way like a battering ram,
On a white, black and bony bike.
When the wires are hot and the engine is magic,
And it's all wound 'round with bright blue light
Nothing's ever lost in his shiny old skull
Everything's remembered, all there.
The music really rocks
the music really rolls
That guitar is never worth the cost

And he knows that he's Death if he never forgets,
And maybe he's Death if he does,
But with every other beat in his granddaughters heart,
He knows there are things he must do.
If he's gotta be Death he knows he'd rather forget,
What hearts of humans can feel
If he's gonna be Death he'll never ever forget.
Never forget, he knows he'll never forget.
If he's gotta be Death he knows he'd rather forget,
What hearts of humans
What hearts of humans
What hearts of humans can feel.

Oh baby he's the only thing in this whole world
That's pure and always here.
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
The tunnel's gonna have some light.
But he's gotta get out,
she's gotta ride it out now,
Before the final crack of dawn.
So they've gotta make the most of their short time together
When it's over you know
They'll both be so alone

Like a bat out of hell
He'll be going for the final chord
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell
He'll be there there there
Like a bat out of hell
He'll be going for the final chord
But when the deed is done and the soul is gone,
And the moonlight's shining through,
Then like a doorman before the gates of the after
He will do the Duty once more.

She can see the coach tearing down the road,
Horseless, plunging through a ricktey, useless fence
Fire explodes and a weel tumbles out
He's not gonna stop it now
She's gotta make him explain
She can't stop thinking of them
'Cause they never saw the sudden curve until 'twas was way too late.
They never saw the sudden curve 'till 'twas way too late.

They were dying at the bottom of a cliff in a blazing wreck
Parents gone and missed 'cause of casuality
And she thinks someone somewhere should have lifted a hand.
And the last thing he says to his heir,
Still asking, still asking,
Is "Yes I could have done something", she sees it then
Like a bat out of hell
Like a bat out of hell
Like a bat out of hell
Oh Like a bat out of hell!
Oh Like a bat out of hell!
Like a bat out of hell!

[The Flying Mouse]

Originally Posted by Chris

If you keep your eyes open, there are some rather more obscure Meat references in the books.

For example: Lord Vetinari, the Patrician, has a family motto "Si non confectus, non reficiat" which is said to translate as "Everything works if you just let it happen"

Does that remind anyone of anything!!!

Hmmmmm, that reminds me of a certain card trick, featuring the tale of the American phycologist Travis W. Redfish, and his paper on positive though entitled "Everything works if you let it".
(Amazing how many people claim, when asked, to have heard of him )

[PanicLord]

Cool - so many Meat Loaf / Steinman AND Pratchett fans!

[Hypnobabe]

{Smiles beautifically} I KNEW I was in the right company