an introduction to scottish culture

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check out NORTHFIELD, down on the left.
listen to the end.

http://www.lostdogrecordings.com/media.html

i'll consider doing a transcipt for any strugglers, on demand.

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[pilchardman]

Eh? What left? What end?

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What?

[pilchardman]

Ah. A link. That wasn't there earlier. :D

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come on, you can't expect me to get it right first time can you?

:D

[pilchardman]

That's fucking brilliant! :D

I'm off it email it to my mates. What a beemer! :o

[Velouria]

Can't get it to work .. but have heard it before.

Poor Big Oggy :D

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classic moment: played it to my mum earlier this evening and on the second listen back we were kind of talking through it and she says, straightfaced, nearscientifically, ever so slowly, "and you roasted the cunt", nodding, all happy that she'd got exactly what old oggy was saying....

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[Cadmus]

Does anybody have a direct link to the audio file? Quick Time can't play it, I'd like to download it and play it in a different player.

[Dilzybhoy]

I seem to be having the same bother. :(

[The Boy]

That is fucking brilliant :cool:

[dozzer]

i'll consider doing a transcipt for any strugglers, on demand.

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I demand! Bloody computer....

[Velouria]

Try here for a different copy of the same thing (http://www.glasgowsurvival.co.uk/belters/big_oggy.wav) :)

Cause I was bored I transcribed it as best as I could manage :D

Warning, very foul language follows :D

It's three phone calls:


Originally threatened on the phone by Big Oggy:
'It's Oggy... Big Oggy here ... Phone me back on 077 77 77 77 ... well phone me back (bleeped out) cause I tell ye I swear as my ??? ??? my mother I'm going to murder you and that homosexual (bleeped out), cause you've baith rotted the cunt oot of mah boy ... you want tae take fifty quid aff o' my boy, well ah'm goin tae tak' fifty pound oot o' your face, prostitute...you'd better phone me back, cause ??? ah'll come up to yir hoose and ah'll put the whole lot o' yir hoose in a knot... and ye can tell (bleeped out) fae me, he's gettin' his throat cut!'

and the second bit:

The next threat by Big Oggy:
'Ah'm tellin' ye, ye'd better get back tae me, because ah swear afore this weekend's oot hen ah'll get mah hands oan ye, and I'm tellin ye ah'm goin tae rip ye fae arsehole tae (breastplate?). And that wee poof, ken the wee grass that ye merried, ah'm goin tae croak that n'aw. So ye'd better get on the phone ... ye either gie me the money back (bleeped out) n' we'll forget a' aboot it or else ye're dead. And I don't give a fuck who's in yir hoose, ah'll burn the whole fuckin' lot o' yis oot!'


and ...

Originally grovelled by Big Oggy:
'Look ah'm very sorry mah dear, eh, ??? here, ah went awa' an' phoned up and left a message on yir answering machine, ken ... made a threatening phone call, ah'm sorry, I've got the wrong person. I hope ah havnae disturbed you in any kind of way, sorry'


Many years ago I used to have the 'original' version, unexpurgated, but I had to delete it as I wasn't supposed to keep stuff like that on the work's computers :D

[Cadmus]

Try here for a different copy of the same thing (http://www.glasgowsurvival.co.uk/belters/big_oggy.wav) :) oh, bless u. http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y73/cadmus/flowers.gif :D

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"well ah'm goin tae tak' fifty pound oot o' your face, prostitute"

thats the bit that gets me, why not call her a whore or something, but prostitute is so formal, just doesn't sound right.

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