Like all right-thinking people, I was saddened by the premature death of Robert Moog. For so many of us, I brazenly like to think, Moog is synonymous with not just a sound but a sensibility, a sensibility best described as being at the point in a Venn diagram where the circles of Music, Science, [...]
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So the music/travel show I’ve been working on for the last three months has finally started going to air. And thanks to the miracles of the InterBot, you can watch the first episode, should you care, here. (Or so it claims. Haven’t tried it yet.) It’s set in Brazil. On Wednesday the second episode [...] In honor of my laptop being stolen hours ago when my house was broken into, I’m not posting today. If somebody wants to, run with it. If the sine wave continues to oscillate like this, next week will be freaking amazing. I am roughly as happy this week as I was unhappy last week, despite not having any more time to do much or even read the last few days of posts (much less comments). I did the 48HOURS filmmaking challenge this weekend as director, co-producer, and co-writer. Our group, consisting of everybody from friends [...] I just got home from work and am writing in Lucida Grande in honor of it being the default font in Final Cut Pro. I have to be back to work in nine hours so I am going to type for ten minutes and see where it takes us. I had a much longer [...] All I have to say this week is that I discovered the band Baseball after someone described them as a cross between McLusky and Dirty Three. That’s not quite right but it’s getting there, and if that’s an intuitively awesome combination for you (like it is for me) then you should definitely enjoy the [...] 0. PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT. This post is unconscionably long, so I urge you not to miss either of the very recently posted items that I’m pushing miles away from the top of the page, Cherry Blossom’s latest, fawesome post or this week’s podcast. And of course Charlie Naked’s not quite as recent but still [...] I once was in a class with a speaker who would often speak in a foreign language for stretches at a time. This teacher claimed that, even though we didn’t know literally what he was saying, that you could still understand the spirit if you would just listen. This is, I feel, first-class horseshit. [...] While I didn’t respond to the meat of Justin’s post, I too have been wondering over the past year if I’m falling out of love with music a bit. There was a time in my life where the first action I would take upon entering a room with a music-playing device is to turn [...] So I was a rock star once. For about an hour or so. It’s not much, but it’s more than many people have in their lifetimes. It was, again, Dyn@mutt’s first tour, on the road with our friends in Seed. We had, rather improbably, booked a show in Copperas Cove, Texas, a city [...] |
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