Half a filk

It took me a lot longer to get to Hamilton than most. I dearly want to send Michael Gorman a ticket, after his racist diss of hip-hop that probably only I remember by now. Ah, well.

I made half a filk after watching the Disney production a while back. The rest is still to be written, I think; I hope it has a better ending for librarianship than for Hamilton. Grateful to the Genius website for making the lyrics available (and copiously annotated).

[Salo:]
There’s nothing like tenure-driven research
Data in the ILS meets data from the teachers
There’s value in the air, you can smell it
And a researcher’s by himself. I’ll let him tell it

[Researcher:]
I hadn’t slept in a week
I was weak, I was awake
You never seen a librarian
More in need of a break
Longing for significance
Missing ROI
That’s when Ms. Value Agenda walked into my life. She said:

[VAL:]
I know you are a professional
I’m so sorry to bother you at home
But I don’t know where to go, and I came here all alone…

[Researcher:]
She said:

[VAL:]
My admin’s doin’ me wrong
Puntin’ me, huntin’ me, defundin’ me…
Suddenly budget’s up and gone
I don’t have the means to go on

[Researcher:]
So I offered her a meal, I offered to break her Big Deal, she said

[VAL:]
You’re too kind, sir

[Researcher:]
I gave her some spreadsheets that I had socked away
She worked a block away, she said:

[VAL:]
This one’s mine, sir

[Researcher:]
Then I said, “Well, I should head back home,”
She turned foxy, she led me to EZProxy
Opened her data boxie and said:

[VAL:]
Stay?

[Researcher:]
Hey…

[VAL:]
Hey…

[Researcher:]
That’s when I began to pray:
ALA, show me how to
Say no to this
I don’t know how to
Say no to this
But my God, the data’s so fresh
And the journal’s saying, “Hell, yes.”

[VAL:]
Whoa…

[Researcher:]
No, show me how to

[Researcher/Ensemble:]
Say no to this

[Researcher:]
I don’t know how to

[Researcher/Ensemble:]
Say no to this

[Researcher:]
In my mind, I’m tryin’ to go

[Ensemble:]
Go! Go! Go!

[Researcher:]
Then the data lake’s online, and I don’t say…

[Ensemble:]
No! No!
Say no to this!
No! No!
Say no to this!
No! No!
Say no to this!
No! No!
Say no to this!

[Researcher:]
I wish I could say that was the last time
I said that last time. It became a pastime…

Off it goes…

Well, the article I started last spring is finished and off to a journal. I expect to have some trouble placing this one, because I’m just stubborn enough to send it to outlets whose practices it calls into question. (They are absolutely appropriate outlets for the piece, I hasten to say—I’m not wasting anybody’s time, that would be wrong of me.)

So I’ll track the rejections, and post ’em here once it’s finally accepted somewhere. Which it will be, I’m confident. I did good and useful work on this one, if I do say so myself.