April 2012
11 posts
No Sir E
Monome performance edited out of this “Highlights From The L.A. Monomeet” video by Charlie Visnic.
Re: ECM by Ricardo Villalobos and Max Loderbauer... →
Andrew Gaerig:
If Re: ECM were to soundtrack a dinner party, it would have to be of the newfangled, slightly sadistic variety in which the chefs have lots of tattoos and serve mostly foie gras and bone marrow.
Don’t you drink? I notice you speak slightingly of the bottle. I have drunk since I was fifteen and few things have given me more pleasure. When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky? When you are cold and wet what else can warm you? Before an attack who can say...
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All the black men you see in America today are the direct result of those actions: all the freedoms we have, as well as the restrictions, refer back to the government and the Black Panthers in the ’70s. So we make music. We make music about who we are and where we’re from. Of course there are going to be links—that’s why we had songs with titles like “Riot.” Because...
Thoughts of Buckminster Fuller →
To start off with it is demonstrated in the array of events which we have touched on that we don’t have to “earn a living” anymore. The “living” has all been earned for us forever. Industrialization’s wealth is cumulative in contradistinction to the inherently terminal, discontinuous, temporary wealth of the craft eras of civilization such as the Bronze Age...
Why Moralism Spoils the Appetite →
Kirk Leech for sp!ked review of books:
The pleasure of eating is increasingly weighed down with anxiety. Eating, once a relatively uncomplicated activity for many of us, has become laden with ethical and moral meaning and which has been tasked with grandiose political purpose.
When predicting the future, favor entropy and luck over innovation and ideals.
– zzzzBov on StackExchange
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
– Vladimir Nabokov
June 2011
6 posts
As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic...
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
An interview with Mark Pilgrim →
One day your writing will get featured on a site like Reddit and you’ll go from 5 readers to 5000 in a matter of hours, and they’ll all tell you how much your writing sucks. And most of them will be right! Learn how to respond to constructive criticism and filter out the trolls, and you can write the next great American novel in edlin.
“Slightly darkened streets of Tokyo” by darwinfish105
After the nuclear power plant accident, Tokyo continues to voluntarily conserve power. Tokyo night was darkened slightly. But the streets are still filled with people and cars.
April 2011
5 posts
This gives us an intimation why the artist is—each within his own...
– T.S. Eliot
I suddenly realize that I’m feeling a little bit tipsy. It is this moment that you must understand, this moment that you do not understand, because you have lived this moment in your own way but never in the way that I have lived this moment, the way that I always live this moment. This is the moment that sets us apart, you and me, husband and wife, alcoholic and not. This is the moment where...
Everything popular is wrong →
Stefan Goldmann on the state of the industry for techno artists.
Being a “musician” is increasingly becoming a profession for those coming from inherited wealth or being mercantily exceptionally clever. It’s less then ever a question of the intrinsic quality of the music. What used to be done by professional enthusiasts now becomes the domain of the artists — turning them into designer, PR...
March 2011
6 posts
“Too much perfection is a mistake.”
El Topo
It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a...
– Charles Bukowski
I am Charles Mingus
I am Charles Mingus, a famed jazz musician but not famed enough to make a living in society, that is in America, my home. I cannot even support my family, honestly that is, from the fame that I gain to the right of being a negro musician.
I am a human being born in Indian territory, conquered by white skins, or invisible skins, transparent skins, people who killed and robbed to inherit the earth...
The ugly fact is books are made out of books. The novel depends for its life on...
– Cormac McCarthy
December 2010
6 posts
Many of us try to justify our privileges by pretending that our superb tastes...
– Mark Greif
Taste is the most expensive thing there is.
– Adam Lisagor
From Jazz: A Film By Ken Burns, Episode 7: “Dedicated to Chaos”.
Transcript:
Charlie Parker stretched the limits of human contradiction beyond belief. He was lovable and hateful, considerate and callous. He stole from friends and benefactors, and borrowed without conscience, and yet was generous to absurdity. He could be most kind to younger musicians or utterly crushing in his...
Sincere Jazz musicians aim at excellence and apparently nothing else. They are...
– John Steinbeck
November 2010
14 posts
Addiction is... →
Addiction is keeping track of who knows what.
Addiction is a lot of lying to a lot of people.
Addiction is not being able to account for all my time.
Mark Pilgrim battles his demons.
By the powers vested in me, I digested MCs.
– Aceyalone
Blondes make the best victims. They’re like virgin snow that shows up the...
– Alfred Hitchcock (Via style rookie.)
BetweenTheBars.org : Human Stories from Prison →
A project that offers a blogging platform to the 1% of the United States population that is currently incarcerated. The way it works is pretty simple: prisoners send letters through the postal mail. We scan them and put them up on the web.
9eyes →
david:
Gorgeous/Fascinating photos from Google Street View.
Justin Bieber's "U Smile", 800% slower. Listen. →
(Via the inimitable Philip Sherburne.)
Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.
– T. S. Eliot
The Glanton Gang
They saw one day a pack of viciouslooking humans mounted on unshod indian ponies riding half drunk through the streets, bearded, barbarous, clad in the skins of animals stitched up with thews and armed with weapons of every description, revolvers of enormous weight and bowieknives the size of claymores and short twobarreled rifles with bores you could stick your thumbs in and the trappings of...
The audience is my enemy. My job is to destroy them.
– Derrick May
Battle of the Business Card →
—New card. What do you think?
— Whoa. Very nice.
—Look at that.
Joe Clark transcribes, with visual aids, the business card scene in American Psycho.
October 2010
0 posts
September 2010
6 posts
"Every day the same dream", a Flash game →