Mess
A mess (also called a messdeck aboard ships) is an area where military personnel socialize, eat, and (in some cases) live. In some societies this military usage has extended to other disciplined services eateries such as civilian fire fighting and police forces. The root of mess is the Old French mes, "portion of food" (cf. modern French mets), drawn from the Latin verb mittere, meaning "to send" and "to put" (cf. modern French mettre), the original sense being "a course of a meal put on the table"; cfr. also the modern Italian portata with the same meaning, past participle of portare, to bring. This sense of mess, which appeared in English in the 13th century, was often used for cooked or liquid dishes in particular, as in the "mess of pottage" (porridge or soup). By the 15th century, a group of people who ate together were also called a mess, and it is this sense that persists in the "mess halls" of the modern military.
Canada
Messing in the Canadian Forces generally follows the British model (see United Kingdom below), from whom most traditions have descended. Basic regulations regarding the establishment and administration of messes is contained in the Queen's Regulations and Orders and the Canadian Forces Administrative Orders.
Messé
Messé is a commune in the Deux-Sèvres department in western France.
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Mess (Liars album)
Mess is the seventh studio album by music trio Liars, released on Mute Records on 24/25 March 2014. In a press release, singer Angus Andrew said the recording process had been "almost the exact opposite" of creating their last album WIXIW and that "instead of being doubtful, work on the new album has been immediate, fun, instinctual and confident". The record was largely recorded at the band's own No Gold Studios in Los Angeles.
The first single from the album, Mess On A Mission, was released on 17 March, backed with remixes from Silent Servant, SFV Acid, Black Bananas (Jennifer Herrema) and Nest Of Teens. Regarding the single, a Mute press release quotes the band: "Mess On A Mission acknowledges some of the modern day issues of uncertainty, of being overwhelmed with possibilities, too many choices and it vocalises them. It's cathartic and a more positive spin on something our music has always dealt with: anxiety."
Track listing
All songs written and composed by Aaron Hemphill and Angus Andrew.
Ott
Ott or OTT may refer to:
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Ott (record producer)
Ott (born 12 April 1968 in London, England) is a British record producer and musician who has worked with Sinéad O'Connor, Embrace, The Orb, and Brian Eno, and has achieved recognition since 2002 for his own psychedelic dub tracks and his collaborations with Simon Posford (Hallucinogen / Shpongle). He has released two albums on Twisted Records: Blumenkraft (2003), Skylon (2008) and two albums on Ottsonic: Mir (2011) and Fairchildren (2015).
Career
Since the early 2000s, Ott has produced, mixed and recorded music released on Twisted Records, including various collaborations with founder Simon Posford. His first major contribution to Twisted was the record Hallucinogen – In Dub, on which he remixed six classic Hallucinogen songs. In May 2003 he released his own album, Blumenkraft, on Twisted; it was reviewed by The Wire. His work has also been featured in releases from the record label Liquid Sound Design (now known as Liquid Sound, run by Martin Glover), especially those compilations produced by Humphrey Bacchus during his time at the label. He followed up his debut album in January 2008 with Skylon, followed by Mir in March 2011.
Ott (name)
Ott is a surname and an Estonian masculine given name. People with the name include:
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by Ms. White
Be Like Me
by: Ms. ToiWhen I grow up I wanna be just like you
No, you don't believe me, you don't
Yes, a fly chick come in a whip, let me see ya sit
Me and Nelly holdin' it down, 'bout to freak the shit
Hearin' me spit, so you can ask me who I sound like
But I don't care what you process, you vocals is tight
Yeah it's me, yeah Ms. T in the place to be
Hearin' my name bang, now you wanna connect with me
I don't wanna be like nobody but me life lady see
Can't nobody do it better than me
So, if I look like, sound like, clown like
Let's cut to the chase, do you see this serious look on my face?
This music is a taste given you a little snip
'Cause the whole wide world ain't heard shit
So, let me be quick to sit you down in your place
And tell you right to your face
Sista, you ain't nothin' but a faker, a playa hata
I'm Ms. Toi, first native baby, I'm a G and you will never fade, uh
Go and tell that girl, Ms. Toi what you wanna be
Go and this stylin' chick who you wanna be
Go and tell ya royal highness what you wanna be
I wanna be like me
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
So you wanna be a Midwest Hippie off the banks of the Mississippi
Your chances winnin' are iffy slim or pretty
Give ya 1 like Penny if you want it the hard way
Who that is dirty comin' right down Broadway?
Here the champagne, platinum and wood frames
Wood grain all up in the hummers and the mustangs
Code name Nelly got messages on the tele
By Lisa, Tomika, Angela, Rachel, and Sister Shelly
Oh really, you say some of these names might ring a belly
Ain't no tellin' Cuda school eh, night schoolin' Nelly
Come here ho, come here ho, here I go, well, here I go
Alcohol get you horny and freaky then drink some more
P.O. trippin' 'bout a nigga takin' drug enhancements
Askin' me if I been smokin' while my [unverified] readin' Branson
I say, no sir not by far just in the car, just caught a ride
Wit four niggaz that I met at the bar, now tell me
Go and tell that girl, Ms. Toi what you wanna be
Go and this stylin' chick who you wanna be
Go and tell ya royal highness what you wanna be
See baby girl, I wanna be like me
I said, you can tell Murphy Lee what you wanna be
Go on and tell a Lunatic who you wanna be
Nelly Nel, Ms. Toi Murphy Lee what you wanna be
I wanna be like me
This a sick flick with another hit again
We usin' our names while we rockin' this thang mayne
So if you came in wit which would never happen
You respectin' my game, I'm doin' this shit rapid
Now, we handclappin', stackin' papers for Ali
Just 'cuz I'm doin' it right, you wanna be like me?
Just take a bag of doin' thangs and grab a hustler and put yo name on it
And maybe you'll respect yourself in the mornin', young pimpin'
I wanna be just like you big dog, no you don't, why not?
Let me tell ya, tell me then, tell me then, tell me then
What the fuck, you don't wanna be is like that nigga Ali
Strugglin', strapped quick to put your brain on your lap
Now, think about that how I come through bump you
Skull cap, I'll fuck you, laugh at you ,find a place that I can dump you
Hump hump you, underground won't even confront you
Just slump you, laugh body bag, now I gotta trunk you, yeah
[Unverified]
Go and tell that girl, Ms. Toi what you wanna be
Go and this stylin' chick who you wanna be
Go and tell ya royal highness what you wanna be
Check, check, you don't wanna be like Nelly Nel
What you wanna be? You don't wanna be like Ms. Toi
You don't wanna be like Murphy Lee, who you wanna be?
You don't wanna be like Ali, what you wanna be?
You wanna, you wanna, I wanna be like me
Go and tell that girl, Ms. Toi what you wanna be
Go and this stylin' chick who you wanna be
Go and tell ya royal highness what you wanna be
I wanna be like me
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load
Waita, they get a load of me, waita they get a load