Wednesday, April 30, 2008
However, today my children came home to tell me about the kids that brought the cases for the game or the map of the in game city to school. Fifth graders playing an M rated game like that? I am not over that.
There are so many judgements, read rocks, I want to throw right now.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
This week's Pitchfork.tv recommendation is Ultimate Reality -- a collaboration between Dan Deacon and video artist Jimmy Joe Roche. I like my Schwarzenegger psychedelic. This is another one-week only video clip so watch it while you can.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Diaz says the book is called Dark America. I can't wait.
I'm somewhere in the Zone, traveling on top of an transport. Bound for City.
The only City there is.
What I see. Usually just the f-ckedup hide of the truck. Every now and then I lift my head a little and see the other Travellers sucked onto the metal of the container like remora. See the fresca from the night before, long hair whipping back in thousands of everchanging streams. See: fields of white crosses, an endless proliferation of kudzu, a basketball game between the Junior Klan and the Uncle Muhammed Youth League--a regular five on five with a ref and everything so you know we're in the End Times for real. And sometimes, if I'm not careful, I see my mother and my brother standing by the edge of the road. She has her hand on his shoulder and they still got snow clotting up the spaces between their toes. They're waving. Since the transport is automated it switches its lights on only when it detects another vehicle or when we're in civilization but at night on the interstates it feels like we're rushing through a corridor of whooshing air as unlit as a vein. We pass cities and zonafrancas and fortress towns and overhead roar fighter jets and gunships and every now and then the transport will squash something on the road. A rumble under the tires and then the return to the lullaby of the whoosh as whatever it is gets spat out behind the mud flaps in ruin.
I don't try to look around too much. We are going over a hundred miles an hour and there is a little indio kid on my left who I'm trying to keep from blowing off the top of the transport. About an hour ago his pops lost his grip on him and screamed one of those miserable Noooo's that reaches into even me and before the kid could catch sky I leaned over and pulled him in. You should have heard his little heart, seen his little face. Stupid, attracting attention. A Samaritan I'm not. Believe me. I could just as easily have watched the kid sail and said, Wepa!
At times like these, even hardguys like me, all we should do is hold on. Plenty folks get peeled off the transports, especially kids and the thins, turned into axle grease which is why these rigs are plastered with signs in English, Spanish, Krïol, Cantonese, Hmong, Vietnamese, Portuguese, Russian and Ghanaian: Stay The F-ck Off. Sometimes the local youth--when they're not immbolized on huff or bending each other over--will man the overpasses and drop debris on us, anything from bricks and firecrackers to hot oil and glass, get it all on ractives so they can spin the shit for laughs onto the net. The life of the Traveller, as they say, no es fácil. You should see how tired folks are after only a couple of hours on a transport. Praying for the next reforge, their arms trembling and these are the ones who got lucky and scored a roof spot. The ones who got to cling to the side rigging, muchacho, they're lucky if they're alive by the time we reach a depot.
Monday, April 14, 2008
This clip, a mini documentary directed by Mike Mills, remains one of my favorite examples of the great creative, artistic potential of the music video. It's a thing of beauty. The full length film about Air (the French band), is available, streaming for a limited time. Again, "yay, Pitchfork."
Sunday, April 13, 2008
My enjoyment of a topic is usually enhanced if it has some sort of organizing I can do with it, be it organizing dog breeds by size or sword patterns by age or calibers by velocity.
In this same vein, I used to ask my father questions of "If a crocodile and a lion got in a fight, who would win?" and then whatever answer I'd slightly shift the variables "What if the lion was really old? What if the crocodile was young? How about a gorilla vs a crocodile?"
Now in the realm of space vessels I am able to waste a lot of time comparing ships across 'universes'
I've always wondered how Battlestar Galactica stacks up vs the Galaxy Class Enterprise, or an Imperial Star Destroyer. That web page kept me occupied for hours, comparing things, and making the Hindenburg crash into the Pyramid ships from Star gate or grab Godzilla and The Statue of Liberty and have them fight each other...
It is also interesting to place real world examples next to Star Wars Icons like a 747 next to the AT-AT, an X-wing next to an F-14.
I just wish there was a faster way to drag things around. My second complaint is you click on tabs on top to get a set of ships built to a certain X pixels = Ymeters often the same ships can be found on multiple tabs sometimes being one of the biggest sometimes one of the smallest. However, he is inconsistent, like King Kong is just a tiny little bugger on 1X where all the Star Trek ships are, but he is absent on 10X which has everything from a Volkswagen Beetle to the AT-AT (whose body is as long as an F-14), Sure, I can extrapolate, but the whole beauty of this sight is I don't have to! I can grab the Millennium Falcon and a 747 and put them next to each other.
Oh, and I wish I could figure out how to make buildings lie sideways, makes it easier to compare things to the Empire State Building (man, I never new Kong was so small compared to it)
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Edit: Oh, shit! They've got the Aphex Twin video "On" in their A-Z collection.
Monday, April 7, 2008
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