Thursday, September 29, 2005

Things are about to start getting crazy-go-nuts.

Upcoming free shows:

Stars
Ambulance LTD. w/ We Are Scientists!!!
John Vanderslice w/ Portastatic
Minus the Bear w/ Headphones

(and many others)

Upcoming weird "show":

Andy Rourke of The Smiths DJ-ing for Big Daddy's 80s night

Also thinking about going to see Wolf Eyes. Heh.

I just downloaded a bunch of music from our cheap Russian friends at allofmp3.com (I'm thinking of getting the entire Beatles catalogue [minus ones I already own: Abbey Road and Sgt. Pepper's...] there because, first of all, of the sheer size of it [the prices of new copies would be staggering], my inherent inexplicable fear of p2p programs, and [correct me if I'm wrong] Michael Jackson still owns the entire catalogue?):

Loveless by My Bloody Valentine
In the aeroplane over the sea by Neutral Milk Hotel
Slanted and Enchanted by Pavement

On a related note, I am surprised by my former A&E editor's admission that he has nearly 1,000 albums. But I'm gonna try to keep my album intake to a minimum (esp. the full-priced ones...). I haven't, but have been thinking about, counting my own supply. I think it's hovering around 200 (with a few unnecessary contributions--Hey Mercedes anyone?).

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

No alarms and no surprises.

Decemberists rocked it "emo-pirate" style at The Beta Bar. Sold out crowd, 13-year-old kids dancing, crazy band antics. I've got a couple healthy hours of sleep under my belt for the past few days; I've been opening and fiddling with new technologies (computer, mp3 player, printer) instead of sleeping, and still getting up and going to class. I lost the experiment CD to one of my psych. labs, but it doesn't affect my grade, so I just sit and watch other people do the (computerized experiments).

I swear it's like pulling teeth. Somewhat frustrating, but not really confusing anymore (I don't think so). I keep trying to reconnect, though, for some odd reason. (I don't mind the dentist--I've had good experiences--or even doctors, maybe because I have a high threshold for pain. That's what they tell me--I have a high threshold for pain.)

I should get paid to watch concerts. I do it so well (even though I don't have a good memory for the average ones) and so often, it's a tragedy I don't get money while doing it. My goal should be a career of concert-watching, but would that be like working as an artist or writer--once the art is a regulated service/product, it loses its natural charm (its intriguing nature)?

I kind of want to reserve my comments, this being a publicly-accessible page and whatnot, but I guess I'm not too worried about it. The A&E section is shaky, at best. One week only one person turned in a story on time, no one else even notifying anyone that they would be late. The material submitted is so poorly written (in the majority of cases) that it pains me to read these trite sentences joined together with no perceivable flow. I don't expect professionalism here, but I figure that if people wrote like someone might actually want to read their articles for information and entertainment that the section could get so much better. On top of this (or because of this?) the section has been "getting smaller" over time, so that fewer articles run. I don't understand this phenomenon, but I don't ask questions.

I had some pretty good jamaican food last week, at this place in front of our complex. It looked like it wasn't heavily-trafficked, but the food was very delicious. This caribbean jerk chicken made me sweat (along with the humidity), but the ginger beer I got there was so soothing... It really does taste good and nullify the spices very well. I also had some phenomenal thai food (Masaman chicken) that I chose to get "hot." Well, suffice to say the cook apologized as I was leaving, because she thought that she made it way too hot. I handled it, though, and am only stronger because of it.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

No.

Indie bands, of course!, well-known bands, ok sure, individual people, well duh, groups/organizations, yeah that's cool, animals, that's pushing it, but

MOVIES DO NOT DESERVE MYSPACE PAGES.

No.

PBS

No Direction Home, the Martin Scorsese documentary is airing on PBS (check your local listings)(all of those upcoming PBS programs from this page look great) Monday and Tuesday night. I haven't listened to much Dylan, but I'm starting to get his music and it seems like the kind of cultural film thing I would like regardless.

All-Time Top Bargains from Vinyl Fever:

The Features' Exhibit A: $3.99
The Presidents of the United States of America II: $0.99
Nada Surf's Let Go: $4.99
Radiohead's OK Computer: $3.99!!!

"Paranoid Android" alone is worth $3.99 (section from 2:42 to 3:44 is worth $3.99)(yeah, it's better than "Creep"). It is very amazing how these guys, well, play and record first of all, but also have the world of indie rock in their clutches, but they're also a major-label act. They're huge, but not even Paul de Revere can hate them for being popular (or white).

I must tear myself away from Radiohead now and go back to listening to The Weight is a Gift so I can write a favorable review for it (and study for a test...).

5GB Silver Creative Zen Micro in t-minus 2 days. I'm either gonna do a product review article for it, or an MP3 player buyer's guide article. I also snagged a spot for a Calvin and Hobbes homage-article, being relevant because of the soon-to-be-released Complete Calvin and Hobbes collection (drool)(thanks for reminding me, B).

Friday, September 23, 2005

Video.

Ok Go.
Watch the "A Million Ways" Dance video. Seriously.

Some fun.

I acts a friend (a certain J.B.) the other day about FSU student webspace, and he responded with a nice email showing me how to access such space (100 MB per student).

Now, all I have to do is learn HTML basics... heh.

Anyway, I'm expecting that I should have something up and running fairly soon (as long as this doesn't turn out like the opera, learning to do an ollie, beating Final Fantasy X [i.e. things I meant to, but never got around to, do]). I'll keep you, as they say, posted.



Anyway, I've got some fantasmic articles coming up--I'm writing about this punk photo event that's happening at vinyl fever (props: Matt), doing a CD review for The Weight is a Gift by Nada Surf, and a commentary, my first commentary, on ... something. You'll find out.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Checklist.

(X) Pimp-ass new computer.
(X) New Goal (eat one of every item on Pitaria's menu--shrimp pita will be the worst).
(X) New online order (one Creative Zen Micro MP3 Player--I couldn't resist).
(X) Reading very good book (Something Happened Joseph Heller).
(X) Promising position at the newspaper.
(_) Working dryer.
(_) Ability to fly.
(_) Girlfriend.
(X) Nada Surf.
(X) Calvin and Hobbes.
(X) Yankee Hotel Foxtrot.
(_) Time management abilities.
(X) Favorable GPA.
(_) "Beverly Hills".
(X) Still have "No Other One," "Across the Sea," and "Falling for You"; do what you will now, middle-aging-Rivers-Cuomo, there is virtually nothing that you can do, legally or not, to pry Pinkerton from my cold, clenched hands (The Blue Album as well, but that ranks higher only because of sentimental value) or the warming vestibule of my new computer.
(_) Spiritual Enlightenment.
(X) Vegetarian Feast (yeah, it's not great, but at least it's consistent).

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Morning.

I slept 15 hours last evening/night and I'm still tired (I had to get up to do a lab report).

If all goes well, I shall be receiving a 31 lb bundle of joy from UPS today. Hopefully one that can read stuff, will help me with my school and work tasks, and won't freeze when I give it too much to do.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Do you ever yearn?

KRAMER (moves over and sits next to George): Do you ever yearn?

GEORGE: Yearn? Do I yearn?

KRAMER: I yearn.

GEORGE: You yearn.

KRAMER: Oh, yes. Yes, I yearn. Often, I...I sit...and yearn. Have you yearned?

GEORGE: Well, not recently. I craved. I crave all the time, constant craving...but I haven't yearned.

KRAMER (in disgust): Look at you.

GEORGE: Aw, Kramer, don't start...

KRAMER (moving back to the other side of the booth): You're wasting your life.

GEORGE: I am not! What you call wasting, I call living! I'm living my life!

KRAMER: O.K., like what? No, tell me! Do you have a job?

GEORGE: No.

KRAMER: You got money?

GEORGE: No.

KRAMER: Do you have a woman?

GEORGE: No.

KRAMER: Do you have any prospects?

GEORGE: No.

KRAMER: You got anything on the horizon?

GEORGE: Uh...no.

KRAMER: Do you have any action at all?

GEORGE: No.

KRAMER: Do you have any conceivable reason for even getting up in the morning?

GEORGE: I like to get the Daily News!

KRAMER: George, it's time for us to grow up - and be men. Not little boys.

GEORGE: Why?

KRAMER: I'm goin' to California. You know, I got the bug.

GEORGE: Yeah, I think I got a touch of something, too.

KRAMER: No, the acting bug. Ever since I was in that Woody Allen movie.

GEORGE: "These pretzels are making me thirsty"? That was one line! You got fired!

KRAMER: I know, I know, but man! I never felt so alive! Now, are you coming with me?

GEORGE: Uh, no, I'm not.

KRAMER: Alright, suit yourself. But let's keep this between us - we're key brothers now. [Gets up to leave.]

GEORGE: You're not really gonna go to California, are you?

KRAMER (points to his head): Up here, I'm already gone. [Kramer exits.]

(source)

That is like something out of Ros & Guil. I really like that scene.

***

It has become that time of year again. Nature has not yet hunkered down for the long winter, but I am, in my own way, preparing.

I have given up shaving, for the time being. I haven't had a haircut in months. I suppose I'm finally heeding Mr. Clark's advice ("Either hair longer than hers [points to some random girl], or completely shaved"). I'm not sure how long this will go on. I am fickle.

I haven't written songs (words nor music), or even played guitar in a while (band practice doesn't really count for this). I have that usual perception of writer's block, inadequacy in subjects, insight, original riffs, or interesting progressions or melodies. But I'm pretty sure it's not true, it's just my perception of my own writing.

It's a time when I think half of my classes are below me and the other half are pretty much useless. I suppose 'yearn' is a good word for this mood, this moment.

***

I read about a homeless guy in The Tallahassee Democrat today. A homeless guy that blogs. Well, he didn't use to be homeless. He used to hold down jobs as a circuit designer, making upwards of $75,000 a year, but he drank too much and lost all of his jobs. And his family. Now he goes to the day labor pool and seeks out shelters here in Tallahassee. He updates his blog in the public library. Half of the article was excerpts from his posts, which revolve mainly around political agendas and only recently addressed his homelessness.

***

I've had many times where I've had so much stuff to do, and procrastinated for so long, that when I finally have time to get stuff done, I just sit around and do nothing for a couple of hours. It's kind of like an "in too deep already," shell-shocked mentality, and I don't think it's all that healthy for me. But it has worked so far, so maybe I'm needlessly worrying about it (and wasting time in the process).

I keep buying more CDs, but I also keep going back to the same three: Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, and Nada Surf's The Weight is a Gift and Let Go. I think they complement the feeling of yearning and approaching winter rather well.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Dear

Beck
The Beatles
Radiohead
Nada Surf
and others

(what, you may ask yourself, do these artists share?),

Although I appreciate silence as much as the next person, the pseudo-hidden "track" is neither cool nor amusing. It may be artsy to put minutes of silence onto the end of the last song on your album(s), just to have a semi-coherent loop, keyboard section, ambient fog, etc., but it is helping me none in the entertainment department. Hidden tracks, while more tolerable and less pretentious, are still undesirable and, as a rule, never as good as the main tracks.

Thank you.

Sunday.

I only bought two CDs today (both new):

Tallahassee by The Mountain Goats -- I saw these guys (this guy) John Darnielle (okay, yeah he performs with a bass player, but it's pretty much all him) at the CDU and The Beta Bar last year and I went to the official (unofficial?) site themountaingoats.net to the MP3s section and downloaded everything there (38 songs). I wasn't all that impressed at first- crackily stuff, very rough recordings and very sparse (the majority of them with just his voice and his acoustic guitar). I stuck 'em in a list and just listened to them straight through. Then, again. Then, listened to them again. Then I bought their first album, Nine Black Poppies and was severely disappointed (I didn't listen to that enough). It is the winner of the lo-fi recording movement contest, hands down. But this album is much later and sounds much better. I want more.

Odelay by Beck! -- ... It's Beck.

***

I have three tests this week (that should be illegal). I have an article to write for Tuesday (I should have done a long time ago) and I have a couple of lab write-ups. The Deathray Davies (and Posies) are tomorrow (I have a test on Tuesday)!

I beat Mario 64 yesterday (didn't get all the stars). The ending was a little disappointing, but the music was good. I'm watching The Simpsons now and the TV speaker is crackling. I have some cool articles coming up, I think.

Oh, I spent sometime time yesterday configuring my email client (Thunderbird) so I could send messages out. I discovered that I had to change the server to my ISP, comcast (that took a while to figure out). I was proud.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Technology.

This whole digital revolution has taken an impact on my cognition. Posting information online is throwing off my whole flow.

I usually have a pretty good memory for discussions I've had (in person, on telephone, in email, or even in IM) but posting my opinions online has lead to a few moments of uncertainty. I mean, I'll be offering my usual witty insight on some current affair with my close friends, and if I had recently "blogged" the subject, then I will wonder if I'm needlessly repeating myself. I'll inspect faces for a look of recognition, pause for dramatic effect to see if they jump in with what I was going to say, glance around nervously.

Only a couple of times has someone (usually the same person) acknowledged (usually tacitly) that they've heard the info before, but it'll still take a moment for my brain to trigger that I've written on the subject and the person has read what I've written. Then it just gets weird.

Weird. Still weird. Still weird when I type to someone in IM and then later that week we'll talk in real life and bring up info from the IM. Still weird. Weird, man.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Much Music.

CDs I bought last weekend at Vinyl Fever:

Dungen - Ta Det Lugnt -- A Scandanavian group that does some sweetly-rocking tunes.
10,000 Maniacs - MTV Unplugged -- 99 cents? Sure, why not. Only has (invisible) sratches on two tracks, skipping through some of the more laid back sections (pretty frustrating, but for 99 cents... well.)
The Soundtrack of Our Lives - Origin Vol. 1 -- Classic rock-influenced, but well done modern elements as well. Not terribly exciting, but good (for $4.99).
Teenage Fanclub - Bandwagonesque -- Wanted to hear about the fuss. I guess the fuss was well-deserved, but I'm not absorbing it right away due to other listenings (Bloc Party, Wilco, Nada Surf...)
Orenda Fink - Invisible Ones -- $1.99?!?! For a new release (promo copy)? Why not? (Haven't listened to this yet.)
Bloodhound Gang 09.27.05 - I honestly don't know what this is, but it was on the counter when I was checking out and I asked the guy "What is that?" "It's free." "Okay!". I haven't unwrapped/listened to it yet (just says it has snippets of songs of the upcoming release, and a video for "Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo," the single from said album).

CDs I got at the FSView meeting on Sunday (free):

The Sharking - The Sharking -- I think this is an EP, but I can't tell (only 6 songs). Good CD art, and even better music. Says on the promo sticker that they sound like Apples In Stereo. Yeah, I can see that.
Fine China - The Jaws of Life -- It says they sound like the Smiths. Yeah, right. Sounds pretty cool from the first couple of tracks that I listened to, but nothing to write home about.
Minus The Bear - Menos el Oso -- I think that's the title, it's written in cursive and I don't feel like looking it up on allmusic right now. This sounds really pretty good. It's a lot different from how I remember them playing live last year, but then again I have never heard any of their recorded stuff before. Only that one performance, and my recollection of it isn't even that good. Just that I enjoyed it. Excited to see them coming back to the club this year.

CD I bought today:

Nada Surf - The Weight is a Gift -- I've been eating up Let Go like the great Greek cuisine of the Pitaria, and, consequently, I bought this today at Vinyl Fever after classes. This is, I think, the first album I've bought on the first day of an album's release. It is sounding especially good at the moment. A little bit more atmospheric on the second half, but the first few songs are like a glorious extension of Let Go.

CDs I added to "the list":

The New Barenaked Ladies Live CD I saw at Vinyl Fever
The New Roger Clyne and The Peacemakers Live CD that's out

I want those two because both of their previous live albums are freaking amazing (Rock Spectacle and Real to Reel, respectively).

AND

The New Wilco Live CD that's coming out November 1st, even though I'm pretty sure I got all the recordings of that concert from this generous, and well-informed Blogger.

I apologize for not hunting down the pictures of these album covers for this post, as I did that one time, as I found that post to be visually pleasing. But, as I've said before, I'm lazy. Leave me alone.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

911

Snopes.

***

According to Hyman Brown, a University of Colorado civil engineering professor and the World Trade Center's construction manager, 1 and 2 World Trade Center were designed to survive an impact and resulting fires from a collision by the largest commercial aircraft at the time, a Boeing 707-340.

versus

Why Did the World Trade Center Collapse? Science, Engineering, and Speculation

and

It wasn't until Dr. Thomas Eagar saw Building 7 of the World Trade Center implode late on the afternoon of September 11th that he understood what had transpired structurally earlier that day as the Twin Towers disintegrated.

The special ingredient is children's cough syrup.

Senate OKs Restrictions on Cold Medicines

The bill would require stores to sell Sudafed, Nyquil and other medicines only from behind the pharmacy counter.

"It will very substantially reduce the number of local labs that are out there because it throttles the ability of the cooks to get the pseudoephedrine that they need to make the methamphetamine," said Sen. Jim Talent

"This bill will put thousands of meth labs out of business across the country," Feinstein said.


RESPONSE: The Internet.

Way to go, guys. Why don't you limit whipped cream and other aerosol cans, household cleaners, glue, too?

If I've learned one thing about drug users from reading Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk it's that addicts will do whatever it takes. A couple of The Ramones put BAGS OF GLUE OVER THEIR HEADS. They bought aerosol cans at the grocery store.

Oh, well, maybe they'll restrict access on the internet, too. (Yeah, right.)

Friday, September 09, 2005

What?

I feel kind of bad about pointing this out, but since it will probably make it to publication... well, I just thought those outside the circulation of the FSView would like to share in a writer's insight:

"A Sound of Thunder has come up with one of the best creature ideas I’ve seen in awhile: the Monkey Lizard. This simian/reptile hybrid pack hunter descends upon its prey like mosquitoes fly into a bug light and, by its design alone, is easily the most interesting thing about this movie."

I spent about five minutes trying to figure out what the writer was trying to express with this simile. I still don't understand it. Anyone have any interpretations?

Thursday, September 08, 2005

CLASSES.

MY PROFESSOR FOR "HISTORY AND SYSTEMS OF PSYCHOLOGY" PRESENTS ALL OF HIS INFORMATION ON SLIDES IN THIS FORMAT. NO PICTURES, NO COLORS, NO BULLET POINTS, JUST ALL-CAPS SENTENCES AGAINST A WHITE SCREEN.

AT LEAST HE MAKES NEW THOUGHTS INTO PARAGRAPHS. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE USES ALL CAPS-- IT'S NOT THAT BIG OF A CLASS.

AND SOMETIMES I CAN'T DRAW THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE EMPEROR CONSTANTINE OR THE BURNING OF THE LIBRARY AT ALEXANDRIA OR THE VISIGOTHS' SACK OF ROME AND THE HISTORY OF PSYCHOLOGY (HE DECIDED TO ADD INFORMATION ABOUT GREECE AND ROME TO THE CLASS, SINCE THE BOOK MANAGED TO SKIP ALL OF THAT NON-PSYCH RELATED BUSINESS).

BUT IT IS STILL SOMEWHAT ENTERTAINING, AS MY PROFESSOR IS AN OLD GERMAN GUY WHO LAUGHS AND GIGGLES A LOT-- EVEN WHEN TALKING ABOUT MYSTERIOUS/SCARY DEATHS: "SO WHEN THE KING FOUND OUT FROM ARCHIMEDES THAT THE BLACKSMITH WAS INDEED SLIPPING SILVER INTO HIS CROWN, WHICH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ALL GOLD, THE KING HAD THE BLACKSMITH EXECUTED-- HA, HA."

Thursday, September 01, 2005

~

This school year hasn't exactly had a superb start; it has seen me sleep through the second days of three of my classes, be nearly out of gas during a 'crisis', lose my advisor, and come down with a twinge of sickness (that's getting better, though), all before the end of the first week of classes.

However, I also got promoted at the paper, can see the Pernice Brothers tonight, am (supposedly) receiving financial aid distribution today, and all of my classes are looking better than I thought they would.

Anyone who reads this and has not seen A Very Long Engagement now knows exactly what to rent this weekend.