| Ironic ad placement. |
[Oct. 7th, 2007|01:31 pm] |
This is the commercial that ran before the news story captioned in the pic. Paused when I saw it.
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[Oct. 8th, 2006|01:16 pm] |
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| | Tim Hecker - Chimeras | ] |
Posting my photos on Flickr has made posting here seem a bit less imperative, but that is no excuse (as it makes reposting images here easy). So here's some of the backlog.
           
Actually, one of my fav sites randomly used one of my photos in a post about that concert.
My apartment is slowly starting to resemble as much, but still lacks any decoration and the sort of furniture that would allow hanging out. Work has picked up and made the month sort of fly by. I just had my first week off since moving, allowing time for surveying bánh mí shops, sneaker shopping, researching dentist, and thinking too much. I'm still far from relaxed. For some reason this season always makes me wistful, alternating bouts of impulsive optimism and cynicism. Maybe the fall just gives everything the feeling of a countdown, suggesting that if you can't make yourself feel less cold/alone/bored very soon you will likely be frozen that way for the rest of your life. Um, maybe next week will be awesome. |
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| over, start |
[Aug. 31st, 2006|07:17 pm] |
August turned out sort of crazy. As leisurely apartment hunting gradually became more urgent, several people suddenly came at me with work emergencies. Despite the slim pickings, I did manage to land an apartment at the last possible minute, and then managed to reserve movers and mostly vacate my old place several hours later. I then spent the remaining 6 hours of the day cleaning and walking back and forth carrying the last bits. I do feel calmer, though I sort of hoped I would fail to find a home and I'd be forced to sell or store everything and become a drifter or something. I can't really tell if the last few years were to settled or not settled enough. Not sure if anyplace has really been home yet. I have no clue how living alone will feel in a week or two.
I took pictures of most of the places I saw. It remains to be seen if a worthwhile collage can be derived. |
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| midsummer |
[Jul. 25th, 2006|04:35 pm] |
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| |  busy | ] |
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| | Slowdive - 40 Days | ] |
Well over a month since that last post. I guess allot has happened, but not in any coherent thread that constitutes a story. Got a gig for mtvU that works out to spending much of July at home in a highly distractible state. Had jury duty. Saw shows by The Eels, TV on the Radio, Belle and Sebastian, & Beirut. Went camping for the first time. Was preemptively broken up with. Started taking opportunities to hang out at video shoots, as opposed to just pitching in after the fact. Consciously decided to develop a silly crush for convenience's sake, yet still managed to spend last weekend depressed over the likely futility of it all.
The main thing on my mind is having to move at the end of August, along with the surrounding angst, time drain, and reckoning with complacency. It could easily work out to a better situation than the one I'm currently in. Good or bad, it will likely take weeks of searching to get there.
I've seen a few movies, though the one most enduring in my memory is 'Funky Forest: First Contact.' If you go through the trouble of tracking this down, you will be rewarded with something very long and incoherent, that feels alternately like watching 'Kentucky Fried Movie' and 'Cremaster 3.'
I spent a while with the song 'Thusrday' (mp3) by Asobi Seksu thoroughly stuck in my head. Since I keep reading that this and half the other things I like are borrowing from Slowdive, I finally picked up one of their albums. 'Souvlaki' is a pretty great CD, and I recommend it to most, including myself in 1994 when it 'dropped.'
I think i just spent two hours trying to write this.
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| The Modified Wyzenbeek abration test |
[Jun. 10th, 2006|01:30 am] |
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| | Ladytron live on KCRW | ] |
This apparently is a method of testing material's stregnth, namely the nylon of my new bag. I'd been wearing my blue backpack in some incarnation since 6th grade probably. I feel like switching to a messengery type thing opens a new chapter in my life.
Over the past month I kept thinking about posting, in the throws of some emotion. Then it subsides, or I get distracted. My general situation is in flux. Maybe I'll detail things later, but for now...
Look at this scary-ass clown painting I saw discarded on 4th ave. (not 'scary ass-clown' mind you).
NYC PEOPLE: This weekend (TODAY & sunday) you should check out this indie comic convention in soho. I'm a bit lost there as a non-literary person, but it is life affirming to see the source of so much artistic productivity in the flesh.
--And starting next weekend is probably the city's best film festival. They screen current asian pop films (horror,action,comedy) who's un-art-house-ness means they don't even come out on domestic DVD ever. It tends to sell out, so show up way early or buy advance tickets.
I am slowly succumbing to the hype around "The Knife." Listen to 'We Share Our Mother's Health'
I love Luke Vibert's remix of Jamie Lidell's 'A Little Bit More'
A few live tracks begin this extensive radio interview with Jamie. It gets completely bizarre and rambley by the end. He also addresses his album cover's disturbing similarity to the one subsequently released by James Blunt.
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[May. 1st, 2006|01:21 am] |
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| |  restless | ] |
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| | Red House Painters - Katy Song | ] |
Next week should be interesting, full or opportunities to be mired in the past, present, and/or future. This past month was characterized by the sort of non-stop busyness that generally interrupts awareness. Firstly, the current gig ends and I am turning down a similar one right after (quitting, kinda). This will be the first time in long while that I'll actually be hustling, and figuring out what sort of prospects I have. I still have a vague fantasy of my career somehow filling in the blanks in my life, and that meeting different people will be the answer to everything, even though that has not happened so far. The idea of running away to foreign cities or to a shack in a forests seem to have more merit of late. Also, next week I'll be 26. This is full of discrepancies with how I act, live, dress, & think, but no more-so than 25. I just noticed that my main interest in "living in the now" is to prevent Eric at 40 from being a bitter and hurtful bastard, which really isn't concerned with now at all.
Anyway, the one recreational thing I resolved to do recently was pretty awesome. Jamie Lidell put on a really good show. For those who don't know, he's sort of an abstract electronica guy who suddenly started being really good at classic Soul music. Pics and an mp3 are here. I am faintly visible in this one. He alternated between singing clean album versions to a backing track and improvising on a huge bank of gear. He was particularly good at live sampling, gradually manipulating a snippet of his beat-boxing into chorus of powerful analogue noise.
Some media to suck you time.
Four Tet remixes Madvillain
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs cover Bjork
Short film with Aziz Ansari as clerk at 'Other Music.'
Wes Anderson makes an American Express ad.
Cakey! The Cake From Outer Space
This website consists of 5 minute TV shows, the slate of which is determined by the votes of the audience at a packed monthly screening (which I'd recommend attending). Also good is 'Puppet Rapist' which is made by my associates at Waverly films. |
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| JOURNAL ENTRY, RENAL JOY TURN, ANTLER JURY ON |
[Apr. 8th, 2006|04:27 pm] |
These are from last weekend, when it was alarmingly nice out. Fortunately I remembered to stroll around for a while, as I'm still getting used to the idea that I can't do that in the middle of the week. Working again is fine, but not being able to take naps in the afternoon and then later being tired at 1am is well disorienting. I also picked up my traditional 'on the way to Prospect Park' snack, a currant roll. I've only ever seen them in this one Caribbean bakery, but I'm curious to know where they stand within the pantheon of currant rolls. LOOK HOW CRUSTY THIS THING IS!
A documentary I worked on about Antietam airs tomorrow (Sunday) @ 9 (& then @ 1am) on The History Channel. Not a personal project, but after spending a chunk of last year styling the reenactments and animating photos for said show, I'm somewhat proud of the thing. Feel free to check it out.
 
Ran across a site that looks for anagrams of whatever you type in. I found the results from entering my name quite disturbing.
ENTIRE EPICS, IS EPICENTER, I ICE SERPENT, INSERT PIECE, PIER ENTICES, RIPEST NIECE, INCITE SPREE, NICE RIPE SET, SPICIER TEEN, REP NICETIES, RECIPE I SENT, I ERECT PENIS, PRECISE NITE, ICE TEENS R.I.P. (yes, all of them), INSPECT ERIE, IT'S NICER PEE, RINSE PIE ETC. |
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| too nice outside to write something coherent |
[Mar. 11th, 2006|03:15 pm] |
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| |  cheerful | ] |
The Presets put on a good show at The Cake shop last night. Seeing their first ever North American gig in a packed basement was certainly fulfilling in a scenestery kind of way. They also have a free show monday in the LES. The opening band "A Northern Chorus" was enjoyable too. Very Slowdive-y.
After a russian cabbie I recently rode with was alarmed at my unfamiliarity with the 70's rock on the radio, I opted to look up 'Manfred Mann.' The main song that came up was 'Blinded by the Light.' It's well enjoyable, though the chorus prominently features the lyric "wrapped up like a douche." Googling was required.
Apparently it is a Springsteen cover, and the actual lyric is "revved up like a Deuce [Coup]." However, "wrapped up like a douche" is clearly the favored interpretation. There's even a blog named after it, where I saw this.
It's like a zen paradox. The simultaneous existence of these four things seems to contradict the laws of time and space.
Lessons learned this week:
• If someone owes you lots of money and is avoiding you, they probably owe even more to lots of other people.
• A company with a name as arbitrarily patriotic as "Liberty Names of America" is evil, as one would expect.
A pretty amazing little video, involving a kitten.
The most agile robot I've ever seen.
Animated music video of Jamie Lidell singing to his cat.
A rather concise and interesting summation of the Iraq situation, in an interview with journalist Robert Fisk.
I Love You…Me Neither - Cat Power and Karen Elson from a new Serge Gainsbourg covers album.
Bishop Allen - Vain
Band of Horses The Funeral
The Fiery Furnaces - Black-hearted Boy
Beirut - Postcards from Italy (this guy is 19)
The Birthday Massacre - Video Kid from amongst the random SXSW mp3s. |
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| "that repulses me somewhat" |
[Feb. 21st, 2006|04:27 pm] |
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That was my dad's response to the Vh1 commercial I was working on. I can't say I entirely disagree with him. The assignment mandated that "Best Week Ever" be promoted in a strange and borderline unairable fasion.
Check it out
And even more scarecrow action to accompany the photos from a few weeks back.
That finally finished a week a ago, and was followed by some deliberate zoning out, and then the un-deliberate kind. I'm starting to get things done again though. For a number of reasons, March should be an interesting month.
March has many shows as well. Considering seeing Keiran Hebden (Four Tet) on the 3rd, and Jel+Blcokhead+Sixtoo on the 5th. The 4th has Audion (Matthew Dear) and Marissa Nadler. Seeing both might actually work. And Aussie electro band The Presets, for whom my interest descends from this video, are playing on the 10th, and possibly on the 13th too. |
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[Feb. 8th, 2006|03:54 pm] |
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| | refreshed | ] |
Pictured above is the Idiotarod. Some sort of costumed shopping cart race I followed my roommates to. It went from Fort Greene Park to East River Park. Nice random excuse to walk around on a nice day.
The work that was suspended the week before last predictably came back to haunt last week and I had to forget about other things. It culminated sunday in a 36 hour stretch of consciousness. Not unpleasant, as such things go. Would have been nice if more pride was involved though. The client mandated a pretty dumb and lurid sort of video. Don't know If when I see it again clearheaded, I'll think it is funny or offensive.
I recommend everyone read the blog my friend Blake is keeping from Uganda. A sampling...
"The concept of cultural universals is suspect at best. (...) That being said, there are a number of cultural icons that have achieved almost universal status as celebrities among the world's various cultures and people: Michael Jackson and Bob Marley have often been described as such. But, these seem naive to me... especially with Michael Jackson's vanishing notoriety outside the US. Bob Marley certainly seems close to being a universally recognized celebrity. I heard Bob Marley even in the most remote villages I visited while in China and Bolivia. But, I think it is time to recognize someone who has superceded even Bob Marley's fame: Mr. Bean.
I have never visited a country without at some point coming across a group of ten or fifteen people applauding Mr. Bean's genius. Last night was my second encounter with "Bean" in Zzana."
My musical crush of last week is Marissa Nadler. Kinda different. Sorta like Mazzy Star mixed with Enya. Goth-folk? She's local, so I expect catch a show soon.
Ballad to an Amber Lady
Mayflower May
And here's another song by Voxtrot. I continue to like them. |
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