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In broad strokes, she’s close-ish, but she totally leaves out the Scottish and Scots/Irish influence in the backwoods areas, which make them sound quite a bit different from the Virginia (old plantation) type accent which probably is more straight British derived.

Stoaty? Do you ever listen to American radio stations on the internet? Which ever accent you need to refresh your own, there’s bound to be a radio station you can reach on the internet that will transport you. 🙂 Oh the on-air folks mostly all sound the same, but they do interviews and do live broadcasts, and that’s what will put a smile on your face.

Here in the Metroplex (New York on the Trinity and Fort Worth) I hear”you guys” as often as I hear “Y’all”.

Sad loss really.

Durned:
I’ve been hearing waaaay too much “y’all” on TV and Radio. From people I’d wager have never been south of Philadelphia, Penna.

Damn, I love a good accent.

@Oldfert – one ad I can think of, for some weight loss program has a woman exhorting “y’all” to get it.

It sounds so forced.

East Texas has such a nice accent, Mrs D and I have been doing early morning breakfasts with the local bib overall wearing farm community types. It’s the Texas I fell in love with 45 years ago. The kind of place where everyone says “How are ewe” and offers to pour you coffee from the pot their getting their coffee from even though they don’t know you from Adam.

There is nothing more musical than a deep-south ladies’ drawl, except possibly the French. And I don’t care much for the French, so…

The wokies have picked up y’all, because it’s more gender neutral than you guys. You see it a lot on social media, along with folx, for some reason (I shit you not).

There’s a Nashville station I listen to sometimes, Deborah. You’re right the announcers mostly sound the same everywhere, but the ads crack me up.

I have a fascination with accents going back to the time someone in Texas pegged me within 20 miles of my hometown (in Pennsylvania) by my accent and I don’t even HAVE an accent!

Later we lived in Williamsburg Virginia, and we used to to the Gloucester Watermen’s seafood festival across the water from us and I learned about the Guineaman’s accent.

Apparently until the late 20th century the community was isolated enough that they retained their original English accents. I was there in the 90’s and it was very cool to me.

Here’s a video clip where you can hear a little of it

http://www.abingdonruritanclub.com/seafood-festival/

And here’s a link to the seafood festival – I’m pleased to see it still going on.

http://www.abingdonruritanclub.com/seafood-festival/

I can’t speak to it now, but in the 90’s it was quite the party. It was in a very large chain-link fenced enclosed area ,and as you walked in the door they handed you a whiskey and some fried oysters (or shrimp, or scallops if you preferred) and once inside you never paid for anything. There were two bands, and lots of dancing and drinking and eating. The year I attended there was an article in the tiny little local paper afterward claiming that some women were going around dancing topless. They asked the local Sheriff about it and he said, “well I was there but I don’t remember it”. Funny thing I was there and well…it was hard to remember anything except it was a great party that I hope to attend again some day! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!

See, I can’t play the accent game. My parents are from Pittsburgh and my mama still has that accent. As a brat, I grew up thru Texas, the Deep South and Europe. I lived most of the last 25 years north of the Mason-Dixon Line in NY and Boston. I get my drinking water from a bubbler and say “Hey y’all!” to my neighbors when I sit on the front stoop. I drink coke whether it’s coke or Dr. Pepper and where a Johnnie when I’ve been in an hospital with my hair pulled into a pony using gummies. My language and accent are all over the place.

NOLA accent sounds *very* much like Brooklyn to an outsider (Seattelite) like me. I made that mistake many years ago with an acquaintance. If you listen carefully, you *can* make out a distinction.

I was told by a Canadian I didn’t sound very different at all.