Squarepusher presents – Shobaleader One – d’Demonstrator from Warp Records on Vimeo.
Looks like October 19 is the date. Could a US tour be possible?
Squarepusher presents – Shobaleader One – d’Demonstrator from Warp Records on Vimeo.
Looks like October 19 is the date. Could a US tour be possible?
Expect use of the word ‘fuck’. A lot.
It’s true what they say – the prep is worse than the test. I know because I’ve had several of these adorable little violations in the past. Tomorrow will be a piece of cake. Today – no court and stay close to the bathroom. And no food till tomorrow afternoon when we’re all done. Maybe I should schedule the next one of these to coincide with Yom Kippur.
I’m really getting my money out of Netflix streaming service. Over the weekend, in honor of my old favorite “Creature Double Feature” which aired on Channel 48 WKBS in the 70’s, I checkout out a couple ridiculous horror movies and loved every minute of it.
The first of these is the horrendous Dracula A.D. 1972. In swinging London, kids seeking a thrill beyond the ordinary party crashing and fashionable chemical stimulus turn to the dark arts to bring back poor old Christopher Lee as the Prince of Darkness himself. It would have been nice for Lee to get a little more screen time in the title roles, but the hot pants were easy on the eyes, so I’m not complaining too much. Of course, the best part is Peter Cushing as Van Helsing. Even in this schlock, there is never a time when Cushing is not perfectly smooth, in control, debonair and stunning to look at. We’re talking serious man-crush here. His wardrobe was impeccable and he smokes with such precision, it was hard for me to remember how the old Grand Moff himself could have been so cool without his Silk Cuts.
After the buffoonery of Lee and Cushing cashing in, all I wanted was to see their glory days in the late fifties. The Horror of Dracula is available for streaming, but I decided to stay in the 70’s for another, more psychotic selection.
The second part of my double feature was Phantasm. This mind-bender from 1979 is proof that a movie with no coherent plot can still be a drop-dead classic. Much of the credit must go to the film’s extraordinary visual presentation. The set at the funeral home, especially the white marble mausoleum is particularly striking. The film does not shy away from showing extreme gore (it is tame by today’s standards, but it originally got an X rating) in well-lit conditions. That’s a nice touch. Angus Scrimm as the tall man is all gravitas and evil presence. He is often shot in slow motion, with his hair bobbing in the breeze and he makes his relentless approach. It is a chilling effect. And of course, there is the silver ball, which is a stroke of genius as a prop and has now become an institution unto itself. Extra credit for the triple black 1971 Plymouth HemiCuda 340, which is almost as bad ass as Scrimm’s “the Tall Man”.
The concept of alternative user interface for writing at mpomy.com only makes sense because I crave diversity. There is really nothing wrong with WordPress 3. I just want to see if this works. If it does, we’ll go from there.
Frightening scenes from the Russian subway system. This is the artwork of Alexey Andreev (via io9). Click image for full-size, insanity-inducing horror.
This is the first batch of pictures from our extended weekend in New Hampshire. Em’s sister and husband have a beautiful place there where we could party with her folks and where I could spend my much-deserved down-time getting pummeled by a blond six-year-old. So relaxing! At least @TheLucyDog got to take full advantage of the downtime.
After Oscar (said blond tornado) went to bed, we could be embarrassed at Scrabble by sister Sarah who got the homonym bonus by nailing “sighs” and “size” in the same devastating move FOR THE WIN!
Or GoogleWe, if the “Us” might get confused with U.S., thus making the product/platform seem a bit too American.
Now then, what the fuck am I doing up at 4:18AM dreaming about Google’s Facebook competitor? I can’t even blame this one on the dog. She is blissfully passed out at the foot of the bed. No, this one us all me.
Anyway, Google should not have let Apple get hold of Lala. That platform had such amazing, untapped potential. Now it’s just dead. I continue to be amazed at how people can stare at Blip.fm all day. Google could have had their social network built around music and modeled after Blip, if they had only grabbed Lala. As far as I know, Google wasn’t even interested.
And now, with GoogleMe (whatever that is), they will invariably bite off more than they can chew by trying to catch up too much ground all at once. Sad, really. Oh well, I guess they can afford another failure.
Here’s what I would do.
Start with Gmail. Everyone (almost) already has an account and contacts (potential friends). Next, make it a completely separated interface. One of Buzz’s great failure us that us showed up in EVERYONE’S Gmail, whether they wanted it or not.
This new thingy should be more like Google Analytics, a product comparatively few Gmail account holders actually possess, but one that they all have access to via their Gmail account.
So, first question, “Do you want to join GoogleUs?” And your gmail address us already in the box; just enter your password and we’ll get started.
Next, “Here are your Google Contacts. Who among these contacts do you want to add to your GoogleUs?”. Check ’em off and send ’em invites. If they are already on GoogleUs, it’s friend request. Next.
This is where it gets tricky, but also fun. Right now, the name of the game is games. But instead of Farmville or Mafia Wars, GoogleUs will give you the chance to immediately dive into a Blip-like environment. And not just with music. At the outset, there should be a separate “neighborhood” for a few broad interests: music, sports, travel, literature, comics, movies, etc. And, to get things rolling, Google should not start too big. My strategy would be to purchase Blip.fm and Flixster right off the bat and use those good, existing platforms to begin the project.
I find the movies aspect especially exciting. We already know how the Blip architecture works for music: listen to a song (blip it), find others who have blipped that song, become “friends” exchange “props”, win badges, tweet blips, etc. etc.
With movies, you can’t watch the entire feature, but with the power of YouTube already under Google’s tent, friends could exchange scenes and trailers which are already available. Then, based on an exchange of props, users win badges and are entitled to other perks.
Picture this same, community-building, yet quasi-competitive, model spread across numerous genres, enthusiasm and pursuits. Yardbarker sort of has this set up for sports. Epicurious has a lot of data for food.
Another thought is a neighborhood called “reunion” or some stupid shit like that. Google Reunion would be the real answer to Facebook – specifically a place to connect where family and friends and just do all the inane stuff people do on Facebook. This is where you could enter as much or little information about yourself and Google will help you find, and be found by, your long lost relations (whoopee).
All these neighborhoods are then oriented around a user’s central hub. For each friend, the user will choose which neighborhood feeds from which friends will show up in the timeline of the central hub. For example: Say old Uncle Mpomy is really into prog rock, like crazy into it. You don’t want to see that. So don’t check Mpomy’s “music” feed. But he is, after all, your uncle, and when he posts pictures of his basset hound, well, you would like to see that. That’s the friends & family feed. So that one gets a check. And if you’re both Phillies fans, then you check the sports feed also. All that will then appear in your central hub.
So, of course none of this is going to happen. Google is a company of engineers and they know better than to listen to someone who uses social media about what a social network should look like. I only dreamed this thing up because it’s how I would like all my stuff integrated. But none of that matters to Google. Wave was a brilliant piece if engineering, but it was an horrendous application. No one knew what to do with it. No matter how amazing the application, if it doesn’t do anything (fun), then it will not be successful.
Drew Olanoff got it right when he said that Facebook is not a website, it’s an OS. Google should start at the end, like the trial lawyers who start with their closing arguments. What do people want to do? What’s fun? What websites and apps do people become drawn into and can’t stop looking at? Once they answer those questions, they need to build a platform that will run those answers, in integrated harmony. There is no way it’s going to happen, but I think it would be nice.
After coming at the thing from the wrong direction, like looking through binoculars backwards, I have finally digested a few of Lovecraft’s stories. I can think of no other single author who has exerted such profound influence on so many works of film and literature that I hold dear.
So now I finally have an appropriate anthology at my bedside (paper, not electronic), and I begin to understand why Neil Gaiman, Alan Moore, John Carpenter and so many others hold this obscure author from Providence, RI in such high esteem. And it would please me to discuss with each of you the infinite dread this man contemplated, the way in which he saw human existence as among the most insignificant phenomena in the universe, and the way we are all saved by our inability to conceive of the greater chaos and darkness that lurks just out of sight, waiting to swallow us whole for no reason whatsoever. It is truly chilling.
But even after the briefest examination of Lovecraft’s few published works, there is another, equally nauseating aspect of his writing which all to readily asserts itself. It is one thing for an author to possess certain traits that I find disagreeable. I need not share identical political, social or religious views with any artist whose work I admire. But here, the problem is that the ignorance, the hatred, the racism, the anti-semitism is all right there in the work. And it too is horrifying.
What do we make if all this? How much can we ignore or forgive or explain away? I look forward to delving into the learned discussions to see what the scholars suggest. But, for now, I am baffled.
Thanks to Kill Ugly Radio, we have the entire broadcast of the Swedish TV show Spotlight featuring Frank and the Mothers in 1971:
While in Stockholm, Sweden on December 4th, 1971 during a short European tour, Frank Zappa and The Mothers appeared on the Swedish TV show entitled “Spotlight“. The 34 minute broadcast had interviews with Zappamingled with music clips from 200 Motels [“This Won’t Take Long”, “The Final Solution”, “Centerville”] and included performances of “The Air”, “Dog Breath”, “Mother People”, “You Didn’t Try To Call Me”, “King Kong”, and “Who Are The Brain Police?” from Palais Gaumont, Paris, France on December 15th, 1970.
I realize it’s not actually a video, and there’s a ton of chatter before it starts, but the track is great and the record is supposed to come out this month. Get psyched!