Fantastic video , thanks. I'm currently studying ancient Greek and ancient Greek literature and it has cemented my decision to read for a degree in classics starting in the autumn !
As a student of theatre, traditional WASP interpretations of its sober purity always seemed slightly fishy to me. (I should say here that I myself ain't nothin' but a WASP.) However, the role of the chorus - and its stilted and repetitive rejoinders - make much more sense to me when I imagine them as Aristotle describes, with theatre born one night when some drunken dythyrambete breaks off from the chorus to exchange cheeky banter with them. Because we have to remember that they were not declaiming - they were _singing!_ And this spectacle probably resembled a modern Greek Syrtos, the chorus dancing rhythmically in a circle, in a ritual old as time itself. (Now my WASP relatives, who are classicists, recoil in horror and tell me that the primitive and moorish rites of modern Greece have nothing at all to do with the porcelain, sublime culture of the ancients. But I don't buy it for one minute.) And the ballads they sang must have sounded like _rembetiko,_ rather than like Mozart or Gregorian Chant, or even Catholic prayer.
Fantastic video , thanks. I'm currently studying ancient Greek and ancient Greek literature and it has cemented my decision to read for a degree in classics starting in the autumn !
Aw this is so lovely! We've thoroughly enjoyed working with her.
Incredibly well explained. Thank you!
Really glad you found it helpful :)
Fascinated by this. Thank you.
Fantastic, so knowledgeable thank you for this!
You're welcome! Thanks so much for watching.
Excellent lecture. She looks like a Lucy.
wtf???
Ol' mate
As a student of theatre, traditional WASP interpretations of its sober purity always seemed slightly fishy to me. (I should say here that I myself ain't nothin' but a WASP.) However, the role of the chorus - and its stilted and repetitive rejoinders - make much more sense to me when I imagine them as Aristotle describes, with theatre born one night when some drunken dythyrambete breaks off from the chorus to exchange cheeky banter with them.
Because we have to remember that they were not declaiming - they were _singing!_ And this spectacle probably resembled a modern Greek Syrtos, the chorus dancing rhythmically in a circle, in a ritual old as time itself. (Now my WASP relatives, who are classicists, recoil in horror and tell me that the primitive and moorish rites of modern Greece have nothing at all to do with the porcelain, sublime culture of the ancients. But I don't buy it for one minute.)
And the ballads they sang must have sounded like _rembetiko,_ rather than like Mozart or Gregorian Chant, or even Catholic prayer.
Learn to pronounce the words properly, dear.