I have a silent but ongoing feud with a moron who can't use capitalisation.
...That sounds more overdramatic than it ought.
Long story very short, I still use Winamp* and I also use a lyrics plugin. Most of the time this doesn't irritate me, but lately I've been listening to more "soft" rock music — The Killers / Brandon Flowers, Franz Ferdinand, Panic! At The Disco** and so on.
And someone, who shall remain nameless purely because I don't know it, has this frankly sickening habit of posting the lyrics With Every Single Word Capitalised, Even Things That Make No Sense Like Letters Following After Apostrophes, Because "We'Ll" Is Such A Great Look.
Fucking irritating, isn't it? Now add to that the fact that they don't actually seem to own any of the lyrics books and they get half the words wrong, and watch my every single last little button get set off. Me? I like owning CDs (as does the demon in my house that squirrels them away) so I have all the lyrics books.
Cue a small spot of war-waging.
I type fast. Not just because I write, but because it's an advantage in most jobs I've owned; as an example, during a word war a couple of NaNo seasons ago, I wrote 1,300 words in 30 minutes. Possibly could've gone faster. So for me, transcribing lyrics books is pretty soothing.
Luckily, I have the sense to save the lyrics afterwards, because the ignorant little fucker keeps replacing my perfectly-done, word-for-word faithful transcriptions with their own illiterate twaddle. At this point, if I knew who they were I'd be inclined towards breaking their fingers for everyone's sanity.
One thing it's given me, though, is an appreciation for the bands who approach their lyrics booklets in interesting new ways. Most bands use it as a direct transcription. Lyrics, pretty pictures, sometimes a couple of typoes. I'm half-tempted to leave them in; one kind of perfectionism wins out over the other and I correct them.
Franz Ferdinand, not so much.
It's been refreshing to see a band approach their lyrics books as works of poetry. Pauses in spacing and line breaks to convey added meaning, generally presented well. Not sure how I felt about the hand-written style of one: I can barely read my own writing, and it turns out whoever wrote theirs writes like me so I didn't even have the dubious benefit of taking a guess at what I meant in the past.
One fly in the ointment: I had an ill-judged flirtation with digital music ownership, which included their self-titled album. Ill-judged because I like owning a physical item (for the demon to steal; hey can I have Day & Age back now please?) and because... yeah. No lyrics books. I like lyrics books, I always have. Even before this l'il debacle. It's one thing when you're replacing your copy of The Automatic's second album (can I have that back too please?), another entirely when it's a new album.
Physical copy arrived today. Laid out nicely, as expected, and different again to the others. Interesting choice of typewriter-style, figured there'd be no surprises there and no impossible-to-read sections, so I started on the first song and worked through.
Got to Michael.
Uh. Not sure what I'd expected. I mean, I love the song. I'm bound to, all things considered. But when the band writes lyrics like they're poetry, when phrasing and spacing are both important, and even when I know the song backwards...
...Don't think I expected it to be a typewritten expression of utter fucking unbridled lust.
And now I just have to wonder...
Should I have included the stuttering L when I posted it into the plugin? Maybe the bit XXXXXed out?
*chokes back laughter*
What do you think they'd do, faced with the line SO COME ALL OVER ME?
Like I didn't already fucking love that song.
* Yeah yeah, shock horror, I don't use Apple Music. Which means I didn't get inflicted with Bono's vanity project. Who's the loser now?
** But only Vices & Virtues. For some reason I just can't get on with the rest of their music, but I fucking love that album. Also reminds me of someone I used to know. Bittersweet.