I landed on this thread after vacationing and visiting my brother and good friends last week in So-Cal. Sunny and 80 all week. Yeah, I know, it never rains in Southern California.
Nice thread, Mimi. Thanks for the heads-up on Bay-Jing. Also liked the contributions from posters from cities across the US.
While visiting L-A and driving the PCH, 5 and 405 (like a "local," I might add) and coming to realize that thew group America totally convoluted Freeway in the song "Ventura Highway," I spent time listening people speak to each other personally. Not surprised that I heard lots of accents from all over the world. The woman in front of us at the check out line at Ralph's down the street from Pepperdine was from Lake Geneva, Switzerland. Two people back of us, was a guy from Oklahoma City. The check out guy was Hispanic and the bagger was African American. Everybody was friendly and yeah, I'll admit, I was surprised. Guess they didn't hold my "tourista" look against me.
I mentioned that I planned to vicit the Getty Villa. The lady from Lake Geneva said, "You'll love the Get-TEE, it's so byute-ef-full." The guy from Oklahoma City overheard the conversation and chimed in, "Ah tuhk the FAM-lee to the Geyet-ee last week and it was fantasstick... never seen anything liyik it, even in Teck-suss."
Then there were the two 20-something women walking in front of us at the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica. In what could be described as total California-speak, one says to the other, "I mean, like, I know I'm beautiful, but I'm not model beautiful."
Randy Newman and Frank Zapa would have rolled their eyes.
Dialects in the United States tend to provincially flavor even English words, so it's easy to understand how complex foreign words like Bay-Jing get warped into Bay-Zhing. Don't even think about Mandarin or Cantonese dialects.
Even the media mavens get into the act because let's face it, they're from all over and they're not perfect (although we expect them to be.) Let's not even flash back to the days of Mao Tse-Tung (Mow Zay Dung, Mao Zay Dong, Mow Say-Tongue?)
If you ever come to Buffalo (don't laugh, despite So-Cal theories to the contrary, it doesn't snow in July and it's a pretty cool city... you could eat and drink for a week for what it costs you for one night in L-A) you might want to call it "BUFF-low." Though that's not correct, the folks in the First Ward, the cabbies at the airport and the hotel in Cheektowaga will appreciate it. BTW, that's Cheek-toe-WAH-gah (neighborhood variation: CHICK-toe-wah-gah.) After you master those names, try Scajaquada (Skah-JACK-wid-ah) and Tonawanda (Tahn-ah-WAHN-dah.) And try to flat your "A's" so the word "car" sounds like "care."
America truly is a meltic pot of cultures and regional dialects. It's what makes the language interesting, if occasionally incorrect. Thanks for the pronunciation guide.
JPB