RhoDeo 1109 Roots

Hello, some small upset here earlier as i just found out things didn't add up at my first post today, and i'm re uploading as i write this. Things happen, earlier i found out why i had no tv this weekend the connection cable had come lose as i shifted the new decoder forward..all on my knees under my big desk, ah yes the simplest of causes. Now, i still have to organise the channels as there's too much i dont bother with, and favourite channels at position 40 or higher, luxury duh.
Today were still in Mali a stable democracy these last decades and their age old music tradition is certainly a stabilising factor. We've had a guitariist a Kora player and today it's one of the countries most famous voices...

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Kassé Mady’s timeless music is borne out of the West African tradition of the griot, a cultural figure and oral historian whose role is to record cultural identity and knowledge through oratory, lyricism and musicianship. Kasse Mady's family, the Diabates of Kela, were the traditional singers for the emperors and their descendants of the royal Keita lineages. They can trace their role back 700 years and are still considered among the most important and authoritative griot families across the seven West African countries where Mande culture predominates. Kela is the capital of the griots, the Mecca of musical tradition. All of Kassé Mady cousins, brothers, sisters, know how to sing without micro before thousands of people, but Kassé Mady is different because of his sweet and gentle though powerful voice. Kasse Mady Diabate was born in Kéla, Mali, in 1949. At 20, he was already famous in Kangaba, the old Mandingo capital. Demba Diallo, the governor of the Kangaba district formed an orchestra and asked him to join it as a singer. For the first time, Kassé Mady experienced electric music. Within a few years he has become the premiere Malinke singer (dominant ethnic group in Mandingo country).

His fame reached Bamako, and in 1972 the Youth Ministry named him as singer in the Badema National Orchestra. Until 1988, Kasse Mady led a double carrier of griot for men in high places and in popular parties and polyvalent singer with an electric orchestra in the capital. Apart from the large amount of the Badéma's tapes dispatched in the Mandingo country, Kasse Mady had had no other opportunity to make an album in solo. In 1988 Ibrahima Sylla, the producer of many African hits asks the famous arranger Boncana Maïga to record a solo album with Kasse Mady.

Throughout the 1970s he played in Malian fusion bands before emigrating to Paris where he recorded his first solo album in 1988. Albums since have included 2003’s Kassi Kasse, recorded in Mali and featuring guest appearances by kora player Toumani Diabate and bass player Orlando Cachaito López (Buena Vista Social Club). It was nominated for the 2004 Grammy Award for Best Traditional World Music Album. He has also guested on albums for Toumani Diabate and Taj Mahal. His solo album Manden Djeli Kan was recorded in France in 2008.



Kassé Mady Diabaté - Kassi Kasse (02 163mb)

01 Eh Ya Ye (4:21)
02 Kaba Mansa (4:09)
03 Maimouna (3:43)
04 Nyamalo (3:33)
05 Jon Kunandi (4:50)
06 N'i Ma Sori (3:16)
07 Namanike (5:02)
08 Fununke Saya (4:33)
09 Naaren (5:44)
10 Balomina Mwanga (4:54)
11 Balakono (6:06)
12 Lafia Jeli (6:57 )
13 Madu Jeli (6:09)
14 Danya (3:38)

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He's a griot, descended from a long line of traditional musicians, and there's a confidence and sense of authority to his powerful singing, which can ease between the conversational and declamatory. Most of his songs are self-written and medium paced, with variety provided by his impressive backing musicians, including members of the Symmetric Orchestra. Toumani Diabaté makes an appearance playing kora on the exquisite and passionate Nankoumandjian, while the Symmetric's Fantamady Kouyaté provides some impressive guitar work, swapping fluid guitar lines with the former Rail Band star Djelimady Tounkara on the rolling Maliba. The mightiest male voice in Mali returns in topform, his voice is warm, rich and deeply textured. Kasse Mady deserves so much more attention beyond west africa, especially for this stunning CD.
There are many of Mali's best musicians appearing aswel, Toumani Diabate on kora, the Rail Band's Djely Mady Tounkara, Moriba Koita on n'goni, Ousmane Kouyate, Djely Moussa Kouyate, Baba Sissoko and the backing singers; Mamani Keita, Diaou Kouyate, Ma Demba.



Kassé Mady Diabaté - Manden Djeli Kan ( 144mb)

01. Bandua (4:50)
02. Kalou Man Kene (5:39)
03. Kaninba (5:34)
04. Allah Dounde (3:26)
05. Kia Ko Djougou (3:49)
06. Douga Djabira (5:05)
07. Maliba (5:31)
08. Nankoumandjianf (6:50)
09. Sinanon Saran (4:19)
10. Manden Maninkadenou (6:33)
11. Sansan (6:39)

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Charlie Sheen At The Oscars

I know, I know. You're expecting a fashion filled extravaganza which reflects last night's Academy Awards ceremony, aren't you? (Don't get me wrong. I see no reason to not include pictures of the astonishingly lovely Sandra Bullock in this post. Different doesn't have to mean crazy or short-sighted!) Well, you would have gotten it if it hadn't been for my cousin who suggested that I pay attention to a little Twitter fad that took off during the Super Bowl. It seems as if someone had started a hashtag on Twitter called JaneAustenAtTheSuperBowl. And it was just what it sounds like. It was Jane Austen musings as if she were at the Super Bowl. (By the way, just so I'm not too hip for the room, a hashtag is this symbol: #. It designates a specific topic on Twitter. And also, just so I'm clear, Twitter is pretty useless most of the time. My participating in this nonsense should not be interpreted as any sort of indication that I think Twitter is cool. I don't.)

Thus, with that sort of seed planted in my often empty noggin, I thought that the Oscars would need a voice. Maybe not a Jane Austen sort of voice, as a friend of mine was completely appalled that anyone would disgrace the works of Jane Austen (she's really into bonnet movies and bonnet books), but a voice none the less. Then it hit me. Or I fell down because I was drunk. Whichever it was, I had a revelation. What the Oscars needed was more Charlie Sheen. Thus, I created the hashtag #CharlieSheenAtTheOscars and twat periodically throughout the telecast which I occasionally watched. What? Twat is the past tense of tweet, right? I will tweet. I am tweeting. I have twat. Sounds right to me.

And don't think that I ever expected anyone to notice this little method of amusing myself. I didn't. And I think I succeeded by setting my expectations as low as I usually do for things like this. So, since I know you missed it, allow me to take you through the Academy Awards show as seen through the tweets of a very real, yet very fictional Charlie Sheen. Behold!

• At Kodak Theater. Walk w/me side by side as we march up the steps of justice to right this unconscionable wrong. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• Roll out that red carpet if you want, but I'm rolling out magic bro and I must save it for my family. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• No one has acknowledged me yet. I should have been walking in to sandwiches, massages and hand jobs. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• No one has even said hello. I feel like an unwelcome relative given cold coffee every night at nine o’clock.#Charliesheenattheoscars


• Showtime! Find the most comfortable seat in the house, lean back and watch—it’s about to get really gnarly. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• Can't believe they didn't ask me to host. These two suck. I've got poetry in my fingertips.
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• Screw hosting because that’s where you get slaughtered. That’s where you get embarrassed. From the prom queen. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• My tux is uncomfortable. It doesn't fit because my chest and my biceps are too big. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• I have effortlessly and magically converted your tin can into pure gold statuettes. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• First award of the night handed out. Winning! #Charliesheenattheoscars


• The first statuette is free. The next one goes in your mouth. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• No one at my table has won anything. I'm dealing with fools and trolls here. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• To all the losers: I have real fame, you have nothing. You have zero. I probably have syphilis. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• I don't care who wins. I will forget about them as the last image of them exits this beautiful theater. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• There's Natalie Portman. It might be lonely up here but I sure like the view. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• I am special, and I will never be one of you! I will never have an Oscar. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• If they want me in a sequel, it's a smash. If they don't, it's a turd that opens on a tugboat. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• No one looks happy. Is the rule that we have to all sit in here and touch ourselves and frown? #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• #Thekidsareallright I don't subscribe to any part of the model. They brainwashed my friends and my family. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• Christian Bale freaking won?? Sorry man. Didn't make the rules. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• Jesse Eisenberg looks confused. Oh wait, can’t process it. Losers. Winning. Buh bye #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• I could get nominated one day. There are parts of me that are Dennis Hopper. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• I'm not Mark Zuckerberg. He was a pussy. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• I will destroy you in the air and deploy my ordinance to the ground. #Charliesheenattheoscars


• Almost three hours of this so far. The only thing I’m addicted to right now is winning. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• I liked #TrueGrit. There's a new sheriff in town and he has an army of assassins. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• You have the right to kill me, but you do not have the right to judge me. Boom! That’s the whole movie. #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• Melissa Leo. Winning! #Charliesheenattheoscars
  
  
• Toy Story 3. Winning! #Charliesheenattheoscars

Rhodeo 1109 RAW

Hello, for the coming 3 months not an audio book series but 12 lectures/talks held by one of the greatest American writers/thinkers of the last century, i hope you take some time to listen to what he has to say to us all.

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Robert Anton Wilson (born Robert Edward Wilson, January 18, 1932 – January 11, 2007) was an American author and polymath who became at various times a novelist, philosopher, psychologist, essayist, editor, playwright, futurist, civil libertarian and self-described agnostic mystic. Recognized as an episkopos, pope, and saint of Discordianism, Wilson helped publicize the group through his writings, interviews, and strolls.

Wilson claimed in Cosmic Trigger: Volume 1 "not to believe anything", since "belief is the death of intelligence". He described this approach as "Maybe Logic.". Wilson saw his work as an "attempt to break down conditioned associations, to look at the world in a new way, with many models recognized as models or maps, and no one model elevated to the truth". His goal being "to try to get people into a state of generalized agnosticism, not agnosticism about God alone but agnosticism about everything".

Wilson suffered from polio as a child, the effects remained with Wilson throughout his life, usually manifesting as minor muscle spasms causing him to use a cane occasionally until 2000, when he experienced a major bout with post-polio syndrome that would continue until his death. He attended Catholic grammar school, subsequently Brooklyn Technical High School to remove himself from the Catholic influence. While working as an ambulance driver Wilson attended New York University, studying engineering and mathematics.

He worked as an engineering aide, a salesman, a copywriter, and as associate editor of Playboy magazine from 1965 to 1971. In 1979 he received a Ph.D. in psychology from Paideia University in California, later he reworked his dissertation, and it found publication in 1983 as Prometheus Rising. Wilson married freelance writer and poet Arlen Riley in 1958; they had four children. Their youngest daughter Luna—beaten to death in an apparent robbery in the store where she worked in 1976 at the age of 15—became the first person to have her brain preserved by the Bay Area Cryonics Society. Arlen Riley Wilson died in 1999 following a series of strokes.

Among Wilson's 35 books, and many other works, perhaps his best-known volumes remain the cult classic series. The Illuminatus! Trilogy (1975), co-authored with Robert Shea. Advertised as "a fairy tale for paranoids," the three books--The Eye in the Pyramid, The Golden Apple, and Leviathan, soon offered as a single volume—philosophically and humorously examined, among many other themes, occult and magical symbolism and history, the counterculture of the 1960s, secret societies, data concerning author H.P. Lovecraft and author and occultist Aleister Crowley, and American paranoia about conspiracies.

Wilson wrote two more popular fiction series. The first, a trilogy later published as a single volume, was Schrödinger's Cat. The second, The Historical Illuminatus Chronicles, appeared as three books. In between publishing the two trilogies Wilson released a stand-alone novel, Masks of the Illuminati (1981) A play by Wilson, Wilhelm Reich in Hell (published as a book in 1987 and first performed at the Edmund Burke Theatre in Dublin.

In the nonfiction and partly autobiographical Cosmic Trigger I: The Final Secret of the Illuminati (1977) and its two sequels, as well as in many other works, Wilson examined Freemasons, Discordianism, Sufism, the Illuminati, Futurology, Zen Buddhism, Dennis and Terence McKenna, Jack Parsons, the occult practices of Aleister Crowley and G.I. Gurdjieff, Yoga, and many other esoteric or counterculture philosophies, personalities, and occurrences.

Wilson's 1986 book, The New Inquisition, argues that whatever reality consists of it actually would seem much weirder than we commonly imagine. Wilson also supported the work and utopian theories of Buckminster Fuller and examined the theories of Charles Fort. Although Wilson often lampooned and criticized some New Age beliefs, bookstores specializing in New Age material often sell his books. Wilson, a well-known author in occult and Neo-Pagan circles, used Aleister Crowley as a main character in his 1981 novel Masks of the Illuminati, included some elements of H. P. Lovecraft's work in his novels, and at times claimed to have perceived encounters with magical "entities" .

Wilson also criticized scientific types with overly rigid belief systems, equating them with religious fundamentalists in their fanaticism. In a 1988 interview, when asked about his newly-published book The New Inquisition: Irrational Rationalism and the Citadel of Science, Wilson commented: "I coined the term irrational rationalism because those people claim to be rationalists, but they're governed by such a heavy body of taboos. They're so fearful, and so hostile, and so narrow, and frightened, and uptight and dogmatic... I wrote this book because I got tired satirizing fundamentalist Christianity... I decided to satirize fundamentalist materialism for a change, because the two are equally comical... The materialist fundamentalists are funnier than the Christian fundamentalists, because they think they're rational! ...They're never skeptical about anything except the things they have a prejudice against

Robert Anton Wilson and his wife Arlen Riley Wilson founded the Institute for the Study of the Human Future in 1975. In 1976 Robert Anton Wilson founded the Starflight Network, a society to propagate the philosophy of Dr. Timothy Leary. From 1982 until his death, Wilson had a business relationship with the Association for Consciousness Exploration, which hosted his first on-stage dialogue with his long-time friend Timothy Leary.entitled The Inner Frontier. Wilson dedicated his book The New Inquisition to A.C.E.'s co-directors, Jeff Rosenbaum and Joseph Rothenberg.

Wilson also joined the Church of the SubGenius, who referred to him as Pope Bob. He contributed to their literature, including the book Three-Fisted Tales of "Bob", and shared a stage with their founder, Rev. Ivan Stang, on several occasions. Wilson also founded the Guns and Dope Party and its corresponding Burning Man theme camp. A decades-long researcher into drugs and a strong opponent of what he called "the war on some drugs", Wilson participated as a Special Guest in the week-long 1999 Annual Cannabis Cup in Amsterdam, and used and often promoted the use of medical marijuana. Wilson co-founded and became the primary instructor of the Maybe Logic Academy, named for his agnostic approach to all knowledge.

On January 6 2007, Wilson wrote on his blog that according to several medical authorities, he would likely only have between two days and two months left to live.He closed this message with "I look forward without dogmatic optimism but without dread. I love you all and I deeply implore you to keep the lasagna flying. Please pardon my levity, I don't see how to take death seriously. It seems absurd." He died peacefully five days later, on January 11 at 4:50 a.m. Pacific time.

RAW Explains Everything !

The Life and Times of Robert Anton Wilson part 1 (49min. 40mb)


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Step Away From The Chicken

I think that it's safe to say that most of us here have been drunk at one point or another. Like Thursday, for example. But timelines aside, I think that for those of us who have been overserved (by ourselves or by the kindness of others), we've all done things that we weren't exactly overly proud of the next day. And while I might have had some...interesting antics, I've gotta say that I have never been so drunk that I defiled the poultry section of a Kroger. Wait. You never...what now?

You heard me. I never defiled the poultry section of a Kroger. Then again, I am not a one 58-year old (and old enough to know better) Jerry Patterson of North Little Rock, Arkansas. According to MSNBC, "Police were called to the (Kroger) to investigate a report of a drunk man who was being verbally aggressive with store workers." You know, the being aggressive with other folks really isn't compulsory drunken behavior. Why must so many people behave as if it is? Be happy drunks! Don't be mean. Mean behavior only results in the cops being called and you likely going to jail.

When the cops got there, they found what many would consider to be your typical drunken symptoms. The unsteadiness on one's feet. The reeking of alcohol. The incredibly bloodshot eyes. And in this case, they also found an individual with a recently emptied bladder and ham breath. You see, it would appear that Mr. Patterson had allegedly "...urinated on $500 worth of chicken". Five hundred dollars worth? That's an awful lot of chicken. If it weren't so disgusting, I'd be pretty impressed.

The police report also indicted that Mr. Patterson "...also ate a large package of ham". OK, see, the chicken peeing? That I don't get. Being famished when drunk? I totally get that. There's something about all of the drunkenness that makes feel as if they are absolutely starving. And that's when everything sounds good. Hershey bars dipped in marinara sauce? Delicious. Frozen fish stick sliders (with the fish sticks still slightly frozen)? Awesome. Low-fat potato chips dipped in a jar of pre-made gravy? Breakfast! The behavior itself is totally understandable and acceptable. The arena in which this chap chose to practice this behavior, while still understandable, is not quite as acceptable as when you're doing it in the comfort of your own drunken palace.

Mr. Patterson was arrested and charged with a variety of offensive offenses, including "...public intoxication, theft of property, and criminal mischief." Criminal mischief? Geez, I'd say! I wonder when he ate the ham? Do you think he was peeing at the time of the ingestion of one of the tastiest of all of the cured and salted meats? Sometimes when you're drunk you get really obsessed with multi-tasking. Maybe he thought that he'd just go to the store, get something to eat and relieve himself all at the same time. And it worked, but it got him arrested in the process. Always thinking ahead. Always. And never pee on the chicken in the grocery store. Once you get home with your chicken, you can do whatever you'd like to it. Just don't get caught and don't be telling me about it. Weirdo.

Sundaze 1109 Cosmic Space

Hello, i was somewhat in dubio if this album fits the Sundaze label, there's some fridaynights groove bleeding thru specially on disc 1 but i have to be broadminded here, besides i wouldn't know where else to post this labour of love by 2 artists that have given us so much Sundaze as Future Sound Of London or the moniker in use here, Amorphous Andronygous. It's obvious thesse guys have been into psychedelics for a long time now and some of what they picked up along the way is shared here. Don't be put of by the fact you hardly reckognize a name, I just knew 24 of the 44 which goes to show there's always more to learn.

Jung described the "psyche" as containing both conscious and unconscious mind, so you would think that a lot of the tracks on a "psychedelic" collection like this would really stir things up, shake you by the bootstraps and bring weird creatures and landscapes bubbling up from the primitive unconscious....Hmm well let me know if it tickles..

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Well it's not often you come across a rockstar praising other peoples albums on camera so i thought i'd grab the 2 min clip for your infotainment.




Since the late 90s, Amorphous Androgynmous AKA The Future Sound Of London AKA Garry Cobain and Brian Dougans have been weaving together two-hour broadcasts of their favourite records that could be loosely classed as 'Cosmic Space Music'. After ten years of messing with our heads via the wireless, they now pick their choicest mind-melting moments on what promises to be a fine series of double cds. It's a collection that perfectly runs the gauntlet from kitsch to uber cool.

The boys are, of course, expert at weaving this stuff into a pleasing journey through the backroads of your mind with, yes, the odd wrong turn. For every Nick Nicely ersatz psych moment there's the messed up funk of Miles' Rated X; and the cod Jamaican nonsense of something like Donovan's twee Riki Tiki Tavi is easily negated by the wah-wah moonstomp of Can's Flow Motion. The pleasure is in the bumps, twists and turns. In thee end the mix of old and new material is great, especially when the ancient and modern coalesce in such a way as to muddle any era identification.

Despite the occasional transitional discrepancy, this is definitely a consciousness expanding mix. Amorphous have done their homework, and it is downright fascinating to listen to what they’ve dug up here. The length and scope of the album is a bit much, and it may be difficult for some to stomach a 2 hour and 40 minute album, but every track deserves its spot. Let them blow your mind.



The Amorphous Androgynous - A Monstrous Psychedelic Bubble Vol 1 - Cosmic Space Music 1 (153mb)

1-01 Donovan - Barabajagal (Love Is Hot) 3:18
1-02 Chiitra Neogy - The Perfumed Garden - The Encouragement Of The Lusty Wife 0:14
1-03 Heaven & Earth - Feel The Spirit 4:26
1-04 Osibisa - Black Ant 3:15
1-05 Pop Levi - Blue Honey 3:27
1-06 Yellow Moon Band - Entangled 2:20
1-07 Earlies - Breaking Point 4:25
1-08 Betty Davis - If I'm Lucky (I May Get Picked Up) 4:34
1-09 Mountain Machine - Mountain Machine 3:24
1-10 Henry Roland - After All 3:33
1-11 Paul Giovanni - Maypole From 'The Wicked Man' 2:18
1-12 Ian Neal - Kingdom Of The Birds 4:58
1-13 Amorphous Androgynous - Light Beyond Sound 0:51
1-14 Bob Downes - Tunnels Electronic 1:02
1-15 Can - Flow Motion 3:55
1-16 Cosmic Wizards' Club Band - Musashi 1:32
1-17 Espers - Mansfield And Cyclops 5:45
1-18 Cranium Pie - There It Is Part 2 0:42
1-19 Miles Davis - Rated X 5:10
1-20 Psychonauts - Circles 3:26
1-21 Pentangle - Light Flight 2:55
1-22 Friends Of Dean Martinez - Wichita Lineman 4:52
1-23 Amorphous Androgynous - The Lovers 4:41
1-24 Amorphous Androgynous - Opus Of The Black Sun 3:46


The Amorphous Androgynous - A Monstrous Psychedelic Bubble Vol 1 - Cosmic Space Music 2 (154mb)

2-01 Tommy Graham - Sahajiya 3:40
2-02 Cranium Pie - Awakening Of The Birds 1:17
2-03 Cranium Pie - Drying In The Sun 2:05
2-04 Nick Nicely - 49 Cigars 2:49
2-05 Chiitra Neogy - The Perfumed Garden - The Encouragement Of The Lusty Wife 0:50
2-06 Donovan - Riki Tiki Tavi 3:08
2-07 Devendra Banhart - Lazy Butterfly 4:04
2-08 Mahavishnu Orchestra - You Know, You Know 5:01
2-09 Hariprasad Chaurasia - Manzh Khamaz Teental 2:07
2-10 Tim Buckley - I Never Asked To Be Your Mountain 5:34
2-11Emperor Machine - Roller Daddy 5:13
2-12 Mahagon - Divka S Jablky 3:03
2-13 Lord Sitar - I Am The Walrus 4:01
2-14 Wizards Of Ooze - Helga 2:02
2-15 Tommy James And The Shondells - Cellophane Symphony 7:38
2-16 Hawkwind - Silver Machine 4:12
2-17 Magic Carpet - The Phoenix 3:38
2-18 David Axelrod - The Mental Traveler 3:43
2-19 Werkraum - Queen Mab 3:33
2-20 Shweta Javeri - Heart Of Darkness 12:00

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52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History - Week #9 - Sounds

52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011) that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants. - From Geneabloggers

52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History - Week #9 - Sounds. Describe any sounds that take you back to your childhood. These could be familiar songs, jingles, children playing, or something entirely different.


The flap of a screened door closing always makes me think of summers in my childhood. We were in and out of the house during the summer and that screened door was always banging behind us.

Not Working Means You Don't Work

If you ask anyone other than Charlie Sheen, they will tell you that Charlie Sheen seems a little crazy these days. In fact, most folks will tell you that it sounds as if Charlie Sheen has gone completely off the rails. But they would only say that because he sounds exactly like that is what has happened. He sounds like a crazy man. And he keeps calling into various radio talk shows to try to profess that he's not a crazy man, but I really think that's doing him more harm than good at this point. Really, I think that what would help him the most is just to keep quiet for a little while and stop irritating people who pay his salary. The other thing that would help him to not look so crazy is for him to stop saying that he's going to show up for work on Monday when there is no work to show up for. Wait. What?

Correct. See, for some reason, the guys that are in charge of the gold mine that is the television show Two And A Half Men have decided to cancel the remainder of the production season. The show has already been on hiatus for a few weeks while Mr. Sheen is supposed to be trying to kick his unhealthy ways. Apparently, things like trashing hotel rooms because you think a $20,000 hooker stole your watch and going on weekend cocaine binges coupled with unlimited sex with various mattress actresses really gets the attention of your "superiors" and causes them to think that you might have "a problem". Go figure.

But the other thing that catches the attention of your "superiors" are saying things in interviews that aren't exactly complimentary to those who are in charge. Most people, in charge of anything or not, would not take kindly to being called, among other things, "...a stupid . . little man and a p***y punk." And "This contaminated little maggot can't handle my power . . . Clearly I have defeated this earthworm with my words." (By the way, in that first quote, the redacted part does not say 'puppy'. I thought I should throw that in there just in case you were confused as to why he would be calling someone a puppy. He wasn't. It was more of a feline insult, if you will.)

So after all of this attention getting and even after all of the times that Charlie Sheen has been saying that he doesn't have a problem with anything, the New York Post reports: "Claiming he is completely sober, actor Charlie Sheen said today he plans to show up for work despite CBS's decision yesterday to pull the plug on the top-rated comedy "Two and a Half Men" this season." OK, see, those are not the actions of a person who is completely sober. Or maybe they are, but the person is just sober AND crazy. You see, Charlie, there's no work to show up for! That's part of what they mean by they have cancelled the remainder of the season! There's no more work there. It's done. And your showing up is only going to serve to make you look crazier than you already do. Please don't show up for your non-existent job/work on Monday, Charlie. Please. I realize that the show's character was sort of written just for someone like you, but even the character wouldn't show up for work when there was no work there for him. He'd stay home. You should do the same. Stay home with one of your female porn enthusiasts and stop giving interviews that make you sound like your brain is riddled with a late stage syphillitic condition.

RhoDeo 1108 Beats

Hello, well i got a new provider, the telephone works, internet does, though speeds are far from promised yet, but the 50 tv channels are yet to come thru, there's always something... Anyway you might have heard the news that LCD soundsystem is no more, considering their latest album not really a surprise, as they say "the thrill is gone", us ironic dance-music fans will have to fall back on something else, meanwhile todays to order compilation does a good job. Some promo hardcopy's made it into the world aswell..go figure, oh well they sure were a party ensemble. Second offering today is an odd one out but not really. Kraftwerk were committed to acquiring the latest technology when it became available in the 1970s and 80s, Moore's Law means that those machines could eventually be roughly approximated for very little cost. It's at times striking to realize how closely these 8-bit artists with their Gameboys and Commodore 64s can come to Kraftwerk's sound when so inclined. For you to find out...

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Post-punk post-funk punk-funk, new wave that also sounds like no wave, tunes that make dancers confused as to whether they should pogo or do the pelvic thrust, music that incorporates all other musics. LCD Soundsystem debuted with Losing My Edge, a single that became one of the most talked-about indie releases of 2002. , the track was also one of the first released on the DFA label. Several magazines and newspapers would eventually declare James Murphy, the man behind both LCD Soundsystem and DFA, to be one of the coolest people on the planet.

Whilst in the studio working on the official second album, James Murphy has been kind enough in the meantime to compile a remix album that's good enough. Introns, a collection of b-sides, remixes, and other rarities, is a fresh spin on the breakout success of their 2005 self-titled release. With some of the biggest names in electronic music onboard, well-known tracks like the siren-heavy "Daft Punk Is Playing At My House (Soulwax Shibuya Mix)" get high-energy updates for the dance crowd while others, such as "Tribulations (Tiga's Out of the Trance Closet Mix)", are washed with a darker mood, and "Your City's A Sucker" and "Slowdive (xfm session)" represent the more dissonant, experimental side of the project. All flawlessly executed, the range of styles are also a testament to James Murphy's ingeniously laconic vocals.



LCD Soundsystem - Introns (142mb)

01 Yr City's A Sucker 5:28
02 Daft Punk Is Playing At My House (Soulwax Shibuya Mix) 6:33
03 Disco Infiltrator (FK's Infiltrated Vocal) 7:46
04 Disco Infiltrator (FK's Infiltrated Dub) 7:18
05 Slowdrive (Xfm Session) 4:10
06 Tribulations (Lindstrom Mix) 7:56
07 On Repeat (Xfm Session) 6:48
08 Thrills (Xfm Session) 3:32
09 Too Much Love (Rub 'N' Tug Mix) 8:30

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This Kraftwerk covers compilation was somewhat unique in the fact that Kraftwerk's Ralf Hütter selected the final track line-up, Later Hutter said he enjoyed it and even offered some editing suggestions. In a subsequent interview,when asked about the 8-Bit Operators release, Ralf Hütter responded, "It is mind stimulating, the minimum/maximum coming from sound levels and thoughts and ideas. Like Autobahn and Trans-Europe Express are very basic and elementary ideas, but they offer a pattern or concept for improvisation.

Covering classic Kraftwerk tracks using 8-bit era videogame systems is perhaps the best way to pay tribute to the spare, seminal band that spawned much of the electronic music we listen to today, and that's exactly what 8-Bit Operators seeks to do.The compilation disc repurposes 15 tracks from the legendary German outfit who found the soul of music in the pared-down blips and feedback of hardware and machinery. The 8-Bit Operators collection features some of the top 8-bit artists from North America, South America and Europe, a selection of the best musical innovators, and several of the inventors themselves. The result is an exercise in low-fi but heartfelt interpretation.
Kicking off with Bacalao's hard-kicking, hauntingly funky reinterpretation of "The Robots [Die Roboter]," complete with boss battle trills and thick slabs of vocoder. It's one of the best tracks on the compilation and the perfect way to start the party. "It's More Fun to Compute" is another stand-out gem, with mangled, decayed vocals and an underworld bass groove. Bit Shifter's "Antenna," another dancey, upbeat groove, also succeeds, mostly due to the in-song contrast of poppy vocals and hard-edged scumline bass.gwEm and Counter Reset dishes out the final track, a live rendition of "The Man-Machine [Die Mensch-Maschine], an excellent, almost Bomfunk MC's ripfest, providing a fitting endpoint to a kick-ass tribute.



VA - 8-Bit Operators - The Music Of Kraftwerk (149mb )

01 Bacalao - The Robots (Die Roboter) 3:30
02 Glomag - Pocket Calculator 3:54
03 Covox - Computer Love 3:41
04 Role Model - Showroom Dummies 4:00
05 Nullsleep - The Model 3:57
06 David E. Sugar - Radioactivity 4:13
07 Oliver Wittchow - Kristallo 4:23
08 8 Bit Weapon - Spacelab 4:54
09 firestARTer - Computer World (Computerwelt) 4:26
10 Neotericz - Electric Cafe 4:04
11 Receptors - Trans-Europe Express 4:02
12 Herbert Weixelbaum - Tanzmusik 3:58
13 Bubblyfish - It's More Fun To Compute 3:52
14 Bit Shifter - Antenna 3:48
15 gwEm And Counter Reset - The Man-Machine (Die Mensch-Maschine) 4:06

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How To Organize Your Computer Cables

I hate cable and cord mess! But I haven't been able to conquer it. I'm thinking about it and while I'm researching the question I thought I would show you some of the wonderful ideas people have come up with.

For those of us who are thrifty there are hair clips, pipe cleaners, a cut trouser sock, binder clips, toilet or paper towel rolls, rubber bands, plastic baggies, and bread ties.






















You can make things work.












And you can purchase items specifically for corraling cables.




























I have a couple of priorities
1) I need to be able to unplug and transport easily. If I need to take the laptop to the library; or the desk top to be repaired; or purchase a new computer the cables have to be able to unplug and go easily. So some of these ideas are a little too permanent. For instance, I take my power cord and mouse with my laptop so I have to be able to unplug and throw in the computer bag easily. Or when I take my camera on vacation and need it's charger. So convenience is a must for my computer cables. I hate crawling under desks or behind furniture to unplug something and untangling it from all the other cables.

2) I need my cables labeled. I have so many cables that it can get confusing. So I label all my cables.And on my computer cables I label each end, "Printer, this end in computer", "Printer, this end in printer", "Ext Hard Drive, this end in USB hub", etc.

3) I don't want them tangled but organized. I need to be able hook everything up in working order and not wonder what goes where.

4) I would like to have them out of sight.

The Girl Scout Scissor Stabbin' Badge

I think that we can all pretty much agree that Girl Scout cookies are freaking delicious. Just how delicious might be up to personal interpretation, but there isn't much denying that they're delicious. That they come around only once a year can be a bit stressful. You really need to ration your cookies and, more importantly, you really need to be prepared for when they are gone. Because when they are gone, that's it. They're really gone. Therefore, if you were expecting to still have some Girl Scout cookies left and found out that you suddenly had none, that could make an individual rather angry. I don't know if I could justify that it's the stabbing someone sort of angry, but angry none the less.

Let's go down to Flori-duh where this sort of crap seems to always be occurring and see what happened in the case of a one Hersha Howard. (Hersha? All right. I guess.) According to the folks over there at MSNBC, Ms. Howard noticed that her Thin Mints were gone. Eaten, if you will. She then "...confronted her sleeping roommate and accused her of eating the box of treats." Her roommate, a one Jasmin Wanke (Wanke? That's a pretty name.), told her that "... she'd given the cookies to Howard's kids, who were awake and hungry around 1 a.m." Huh. These folks seem to live a very different life than the one I currently live and the one that I grew up living. I'm sure that, as a small child, I was awake on occasion at 1 a.m. I'm also sure that I was never given Thin Mints cookies due to all of the being awake. Yeah, didn't happen. And I'm not sure why it's happening in this scenario, but I can take a guess. (Here's a hint: Responsible parenting does in no way factor into this equation.)

Well, the news of her eaten Thin Mints was apparently a bit too much for Ms. Howard to take. This is when Ms. Howard jumped on top of Ms. Wanke and began pummeling her in the face. Man, there is so much to like about this story! Oh, but wait! Did I mention that Ms. Howard is four hundred pounds? I didn't? I apologize. She's four hundred freaking pounds. It's amazing she could jump on top of anything, let alone a woman sleeping in bed. I've seen folks that appeared to be pushing the four hundred pound mark and they needed a Rascal scooter in order to become ambulatory. So I have to say that I am a little impressed that this big ol' gal was so mobile.

Now, they apparently fought on the bed for a little bit before Wanke's husband pulled Ms. Howard off of her. Wait. He's in the same bed as her and this chick just walks on in and starts asking about cookies? I don't know about you, but I'm thinking I'd prefer the man that I'm sleeping with to stop things a little bit before they got to this point. I'm thinking just a brief, "What are you doing in here?" followed by a short "Get out!" would be sufficient. But he let it get to the point where he had a four hundred pound woman in his bed on top of his wife. If it weren't for the four hundred pounds, it sounds like most guys' fantasy.

Ms. Wanke fled and Ms. Howard took off after her. Again, incredibly mobile for such a behemoth giant woman. She allegedly grabbed a pair of scissors and threatened to kill Ms. Wanke over the now consumed delicious Thin Mints. And like I said, I know that Thin Mints are good. They're really good. But are they scissor stabbin' good? I don't know about that. Then again, I don't know how good I'd really be at stabbing someone. I can barely get that little straw into the Capri Sun.

Ms. Howard chased Ms. Wanke down the stairs. That is when she dropped the scissors and picked up a board of some sort and struck Ms. Wanke with that. What sort of folks are these that they're feeding Thin Mints to their children at 1 a.m. and that they also have random pieces of lumber lying about? I'm also guessing that if a four hundred pound anything hits you with a board, that's going to leave quite a mark.

From there it was into the kitchen (a shocking locale for a four hundred pound individual to end up) where more fighting occurred and the husband had to separate the two of them once more. This husband is getting quite the workout. And to think he was just rudely awakened only moments ago! I don't know that I'd have it in me to do all of that right after I woke up. I'm not a morning person. Granted, this was the middle of the night, but I still wouldn't feel up to all of the running and separating and tackling that was taking place.

Following that separation, Ms. Wanke ran outside and was, naturally, followed by Ms. Howard. This time, Ms. Howard picked up some sort of a sign and wailed on Ms. Wanke with that for a while until she was tackled by Ms. Wanke's husband. That had to have been amusing. Some four hundred pound, completely enraged, cookieless woman, beating down on her roommate with an undefined sign when she is tackled by the "man" of the house. It sounds like a pretty awesome cartoon, actually. I'm picturing something like Foghorn Leghorn getting tackled by that little chick that said he was a chicken hawk. It sounds like it would be just about as effective.

Wow. Clearly as evidenced by the several different pieces of weaponry that this nutjob wielded against the perpetrator of her apparently beloved Thin Mints, this woman definitely has a certain level of enthusiasm for her snacks. It really might be unmatched by any I've heard of up until this point. (And I have a friend who practically covets the Cadbury Mini Eggs. She has them sent to her from out of town if they first appear in cities other than her own. But I don't think that she'd go after someone with a pair of scissors if they took her Cadbury Mini Eggs. She might give them a good hearty shove to get them away; I think I could see that happening pretty easily. But stabbing? Not really.)

Ms. Howard ended up going to jail and being booked. I'm guessing she could be there for a while, as it's entirely possible she could get stuck in that cell. Perhaps during her downtime in the pokey, she might try to learn some new problem solving skills. Maybe even some new negotiation tactics. Hopefully, none of them will involve scissors, boards or outdoor signs. Then again, I'm pretty sure that you can't teach a four hundred pound Thin Mint fanatic new tricks.