Yet? Is it time? It’s time. I’m off to Chicago to see MV irrevocably alter his life for the better. Were that we were all so fortunate and blessed. Salud!
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Yo La Tengo’s performance of a Jean Painlevé’s avante-garde film octet at the Coolidge tonight was alternately one of the most beautiful and jarring sonic and visual experiences I can remember. The video below (Brooklyn, 2006) is such a poor representation of the power and largeness of the show that I hesitate to even include it. This comes from movement five, L’Hippocampi, somewhere between the incredible edible sea urchins and the Love Life of the Octopus*. The original soundtrack from the 2001 San Francisco Film Festival scoring of the set, The Sounds of the Sounds of Science, can be had direct from the band for $10. AZ points out that they have an unplugged set scheduled at MassMOCA on November 10th. *Here’s the official Love Life of the Octopus track. Audio clip: Adobe Flash Player (version 9 or above) is required to play this audio clip. Download the latest version here. You also need to have JavaScript enabled in your browser. **Here’s why you shouldn’t buy a Blue Ringed Octopus after listening to the above. Isabelle calls Victoria a tiny big sister to the new baby. I think it applies to the both of them. BC vs Army was pretty good game, if you like blowouts. It’s hard to cheer against Army when there’s a group of their fans sitting directly in front of you wearing picture buttons of their dead soldier son. Also it was clear pretty early on that they had no chance whatsoever. I took this video clip from the friggin tip-top (row 24 of the top stadium bleachers) at 10x with my Canon TX1. The zoom on this camera is fantastically powerful, which almost makes up for it’s other flaws. I was asked to sign an agreement that states: Acts of Terrorism: An act of any person acting on behalf of or in connections with any organization with activities directed towards the overthrowing or influencing of any government based on law or in fact by force of violence makes performance of a contractual duty impossible may excuse performance of that duty and alleviate The Center from the liability of payment of such performance. I had to read it ten or twelve times, but am currently interpreting this as being a “Get out of global-jihad free” card. Alternatively, as the “may excuse performance” bit there hedges from the definitive “must exclude performance,” I might be able to recoup costs associated with any particular government overthrow that I can work into the mix. Only one way to find out. In Hanover this September 28th? Go see the rough cut of Alexander Schlichter‘s film Strandbeesten on the Dutch artist Theo Jansen and his wind-powered mechanical beasts. Here’s the trailer (though, I’m not sure this is the original score). Schilchter originally shot in 16mm but is now shooting in HD with a Panasonic AG-HVX200 on P2 cards, editing in Final Cut Pro. A feature length version of this is expected sometime is 2008. All efforts prompted by multi-faceted (and spectacular) failure of 2007 inspection. 1) Driver/passenger wiper replacement: SUCCESS 2) License plate bulb (2x) replacement: SUCCESS 3) Side marker-light replacement : FAILURE 4) Horn replacement: FAILURE 5) Headlight angle adjustment: PENDING When I left at 7:30 for tonight’s WMBR gig (Drug Rug, rocked), my building smelled like smoke. When I got home at 11:00, it still smelled like smoke. When I just took the dog for a walk at 1:00am, still again. I don’t know why this is exactly, so this will have to suffice as a thoroughly inadequate goodbye note on the 8% (est) probability that dog & I will burn alive tonight. ps. D, your house was engulfed in the smell of lasagna, which made no sense whatsoever but was extremely pleasant. For some reason this reminds me of sleepy keiko. The main overriding motif to my entrepreneurial-ship efforts is to find that someone else has done it before, better, and is currently rolling around naked in piles of money earned with my good idea (see: unicorn). Latest case in point, subversive cross stitch. These bastards not only stole my idea before I had it but came up with a necessary and cathartic cross stitch of impeccably acceptable profanity (unlike, for instance) for your favorite cancer researcher’s office decorating needs. It’s been six-plus months now (and some six hundred pictures) since my little sister and I started our daily photo blog. In the past few weeks, it’s become increasingly difficult to find something visually interesting as part of the daily course of existence that we haven’t already examined to death. There are only so many routes I can take from my apartment to my job back to my house. There are only so many bands I can justify including, only so many displaced affection shots of my dog, only so many critters to give chase to. Given the encroaching darkness of fall, this is going to get harder rather than easier for the last six months of the project. So, I’m just putting out there – I’m open to ideas for new themes to explore. A study of museums? Convenience stores? Stairwells? Permanent vacation? One of my dislocated friends mentioned that she didn’t know about the Best of Open Screen, and if she didn’t, then no one does. So here it is, officially. Thursday, September 6th, 7pm, Coolidge Corner, in the big theatre. I’m a bit unsure how this will end up since I sent in a new tape copy from a quicktime render rather than the original master which has gone missing. Anyway, it’s not my best and my crap alone definitely isn’t worth $.75 much less $7.50 but overall this should be a great show. Here’s the line-up and some links to the artists and work where I could find them. “Escape From Wrentham” – Nathanael Hevelone A flight cancellation stuck me at BWI last Wednesday, and generating randomness amuses me. |
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