Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Playlist for tomorrow
So, I have a job interview tomorrow. But instead of preparing for that tonight, I spent the last hour making a mix CD for the 50+ minute drive:
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Friday, October 17, 2008
Random jotted thoughts, aphorisms
Our words, our expressions, our analogies, are clothed in humanness--in our concrete everyday-ness, our veracities, our situations. And, it would seem, too, that our outgoing thoughts are clothed in our words.
Philosophy as an ultimatum is a denial of the right for future generations to want to say something profound about the world, to color it with their own experiences and judgments.
What do we get out of such a doctrine? An advancing culture that must continually reject all that comes before it. A generation that says something, and another that says, "You're wrong... but perhaps..." and yet another generation that rejoins "no."
It's my view that one should be skeptical of religious beliefs that establish human-to-human hierarchies. Divine-to-human seems perfectly fine; it's the others that are dangerous. Religion originates in the individual—"subjectivity is truth"; "the crowd is untruth"—in subjectivity's relationship to another.
Deterministic rules, etc. -- The question of what these rules are is scientific. The question of why there are rules is religious.
The essay at hand is almost subterranean. (Deep.)
Kierkegaard is one of the few thinkers I would describe as overwhelmingly intelligent.
If I don't find a motivation beyond the grade in the course of a class, I'm not going to go very far.
Listening to the new Mars Volta albums is like waiting for a bus. A few beautiful moments in a sea of overindulgence.
Think about the following: the mark of good writing is in the artistry, wisdom, or significance to be gleaned.
Cheese is one of humankind's greatest achievements.
Philosophy as an ultimatum is a denial of the right for future generations to want to say something profound about the world, to color it with their own experiences and judgments.
What do we get out of such a doctrine? An advancing culture that must continually reject all that comes before it. A generation that says something, and another that says, "You're wrong... but perhaps..." and yet another generation that rejoins "no."
It's my view that one should be skeptical of religious beliefs that establish human-to-human hierarchies. Divine-to-human seems perfectly fine; it's the others that are dangerous. Religion originates in the individual—"subjectivity is truth"; "the crowd is untruth"—in subjectivity's relationship to another.
Deterministic rules, etc. -- The question of what these rules are is scientific. The question of why there are rules is religious.
"Is the space pope reptilian?"
"Culture is an observance. Or at least it presupposes an observance." —LW
The essay at hand is almost subterranean. (Deep.)
Kierkegaard is one of the few thinkers I would describe as overwhelmingly intelligent.
If I don't find a motivation beyond the grade in the course of a class, I'm not going to go very far.
Listening to the new Mars Volta albums is like waiting for a bus. A few beautiful moments in a sea of overindulgence.
"Be one of those upon whom nothing is lost." —W. James
Think about the following: the mark of good writing is in the artistry, wisdom, or significance to be gleaned.
Cheese is one of humankind's greatest achievements.
Labels:
aphorisms,
education,
food history,
language,
morals,
music,
philosophy,
silliness,
Wittgenstein
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Sunday, June 3, 2007
"..." 7
I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess.
You wanted me to write you letters, but I'd rather lose your address
and forget that we'd ever met and what did or did not occur.
Sitting in the station, it's all a blur
of dancehall hips, pretentious quips.
A boxer's bob and weave.
And here's the kicker of this whole shebang:
you're in debt and completely fooled, that you can look into the mirror and objectively rank your wounds.
Sewing circles are not solely based in trades of cloth...
there's spinsters all around here taking notes, reporting on us.
As information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
as our days are crawling by so slowly...
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
as our days are crawling by so slowly...
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
as our days are crawling by so slowly...
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
as our days are crawling by so slowly...
Sunday, April 15, 2007
This world of ours 5

(For optimal effect, listen to this while reading.)
Recently, a man in the Ukraine celebrated the completion of his 116th year upon this Earth. That is 42,340 days, 1,016,834.3 hours, or 61,010,058 minutes.
1. Ukraine's 'oldest man' turns 116
Meanwhile the days in Darfur remain just as dismal:
2. Hopes fade for solution for Darfur
3. Sudan defiant on Darfur suspects
4. Darfur 'was worst abuse of 2006'
5. Kansas Senate Approves Sudan Divestiture
As do the prospects of curbing the earth's spiking warmth:
6. 'Now or never' for climate action
7. Wrangling delays climate report
8. Ethical Man's top ten tips for ethical living
Don't fret, though— that kills brain cells:
9. Stressful event kills brain cells
We still have reason to be happy, or at least reasons for it. So be happy: socialize, be kind, exercise, roll in the dirt, or be a Dutch child.
10. Path to true happiness 'revealed'
11. Dirt exposure 'boosts happiness'
12. Why are Dutch children so happy?
If you're a Chinese teenager, though, you're going to have to find other roads to happiness than MMOs:
13. China seeks to 'limit game hours'
Oh, and abstinence-only sex education DOESN'T work. ("[T]he US federal government spends $176 million on them annually...") If it's any consolation, you can still take your kids to a newly-built anti-evolutionary-science museum.
14. US sex-abstinence classes queried
15. Sex Abstinence Programs A Waste Of Time And Money
16. Creationist museum challenges evolution
Lewis Black, who—for whatever improbable reason—had a show in Salina, Kansas recently, has some thoughts pertaining to the latter (#16):
Whenever someone says they believe the earth was created in 7 days, I grab a fossil and say, "Fossil." And if they keep talking, I throw it just over their heads.
There are people who believe that humans and dinosaurs co-existed. And what this is, plain and simple, is a psychotic reaction. These people are stone-cold-f***ing nuts. I can't be nice about this, because these people are watching the Flinstones as if it were a documentary.
[Can't think of a segue]:
17. Japan anger at US sex slave bill
And is the media's depiction of women as sex objects good for the mental health of young girls? In case you can't already guess:
18. Sexualisation 'harms' young girls
Meanwhile, I have my fingers crossed for peace in Northern Uganda, although I'm doubtful:
19. Uganda rebels sign new ceasefire
I'm also hopeful for Iraq, although I have little or no reason to be:
20. Bush, Democrats trade accusations in war stand-off
21. Iraqi deaths survey 'was robust'
22. Payouts reveal Iraq civilian toll1
23. In pictures: US war artist
But of course, as Obama says:
There are no good options in Iraq. At this point there are bad options and worse options.
Speaking of Mr. Obama, the 2008 presidential campaigns are looking to be pricey (as in "record-breaking" pricey):
24. Obama fundraising rivals Clinton
Also in the news:
25. Office workers 'risk blood clots'
26. Autism gene breakthrough hailed
27. Clear obesity gene link 'found'
28. When exercise becomes an obsession [too much exercise can be bad for mental health]
29. Danish protests turns flowery
30. Bed sharing 'drains men's brains'
And hot off the press (what the fuck?):
31. Sudan man forced to 'marry' goat
1
One file records a payment of $35,000 made to a family in Hib Hib, Iraq, after US forces "accidentally discharged 155 mm rounds", killing three children aged five, 16 and 18 and damaging their home.I was thinking, you know, I'm spending something upwards of $55,000 on college, and the compensation for three lives and a home is only $35,000. We're also spending some $165 million annually on abstinence education.
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh.
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle. (x2)
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle (x4)
Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I'll send an S.O.S. to the world
I hope that someone gets my (x3)
Message in a bottle (x4)
Sending out an S.O.S. (x24 1/2)
11/16 update:
Two significant happenings:
32. US university shooting kills 33
33. Sudan agrees to UN peacekeepers
Labels:
animals,
environment,
happiness,
music,
news,
poetry,
this world of ours
Saturday, March 10, 2007
The Mars Volta live: Roulette Dares
Give it a chance, it takes a while for them to get going.
(5 or so minutes in...)
3/24 update:
A curious thing with the Mars Volta is that their (Cedric's) lyrics are so bizarre. Phonetically, they're absolutely beautiful... but you kind of need to take their words as painting surreal scenery or establishing an eclectic mood rather than telling an easily relatable narrative in order to get something out of them. Just let it carry on with the music... otherwise the only thing you'll be thinking is "this is awful poetry..."
(5 or so minutes in...)
3/24 update:
A curious thing with the Mars Volta is that their (Cedric's) lyrics are so bizarre. Phonetically, they're absolutely beautiful... but you kind of need to take their words as painting surreal scenery or establishing an eclectic mood rather than telling an easily relatable narrative in order to get something out of them. Just let it carry on with the music... otherwise the only thing you'll be thinking is "this is awful poetry..."
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