I love English. I dare to say things in a way I won’t say in German. In German I would have said: “Die Realität ist das Wahre!” The reality is the truth. pfff…
I am famous for quotes like that: once I said: In the night the stars shine. And it became a title of a CD.
But “The real thing is the real thing!” was a quote from me of the NYT.
The price for the most heard word goes to “Awesome” — I can’t hear it anymore. I heard it everywhere. I was listening quite often to radio shows while I was on the road and as you know in the meanwhile — 4000 Miles … Some people (not the journalists) say it almost in every sentence. But most of the time in California only once in Canada where a journalist interviewed a musician and everything he said, she commented with: “Awesome”.
While the Canadians must have ancestors in Vorarlberg (a little state in Austria) who are known to add “odr?” which means “or?” at the end of many sentences. If you are not used, you will just think, why in gods name, should I agree any sentence. But in Vancouver Island (and also in the radio) they use “right?” or “aeh?” in the same way as our people from Vorarlberg.
Many people said to me that my English is quite perfect. It started in Santa Barbara where a man who was married to a German woman couldn’t hear my German accent. But I was asked quite often if I am Scottish. Never been there… but also Australian and New Zealand accent was heard. I don’t think that Trent’s ancestors are influencing me. I am definitely sorry, I can’t distinguish the accents. I just don’t understand sometimes nothing but that’s it. When I became tired, my English got some German words in the middle of sentences. One lady — she was brought up in Switzerland with a German mother and a Austrian father — had still a strong German accent although she lives since 30 years in Hawaii but she couldn’t speak German hardly anymore. I met more people than I expected who spoke a little German.
The Radio Shows
As I was moving all the time, I had to scan frequently. The public radios reminded me to our Austrian “Ö1”. They had very good shows, very good journalist and it happened not only once that I noted the show that I could download the poadcast sooner or later for free which I can’t do in Austria. I have to buy it. The local stations filled with nation wide different radio shows. The stations with talks and interviews had no music which I like because it was clear what I had to expect and I got it. This is different to ours. Sometimes it was something like the obituary of Columbo, Peter Falk. But also about illegal immigrants, politics, books. I was impressed about the fantastic knowledge of journalists.
Music that I like was more difficult for me to find. Close to LA I had a nice Jazz radio station but then I switched to classical music and I heard the Volksopern orchestra, the Philharmoniker playing Bach and Mozart. A little touch of home. I liked it.
The more north I came the less stations I found but the strongest were the religion ones. People, I don’t have anything against religion but I don’t like to frighten people with hell, devil and strict rules. I believe in freedom which is also an important part of the United States.