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Senin, 07 Maret 2011

Photos: Dust of Suns

Here are a few more photos from and several iPad drawings I did  during my lulls in that performance of Raymond Roussel's The Dust of Suns! (The supersaturated and black-and-white photos are courtesy of the Hipstamatic app Joel suggested.)  I already miss my eyepatch and cape--well, the cape. I shall have to get one, and a top hat as well. Enjoy!
"Jacques" from backstage
"Jacques" from backstage
Joel before his scene
Joel before his scene
Excitement backstage
Excitement building backstage
Joel and Joshua
Joel and Joshua, backstage
Top-hatted "Tekurujou" tree
The top-hatted Terojuku tree
Before the play
Before the play
During the performance (Léonce, Zumeranaz, Oscarine)
During the play
Backstage (iPad drawing)
Jacob S., backstage
Backstage (iPad drawing)
Backstage, during the final evening
Backstage (iPad drawing)
Sarah, backstage, during the play
Yours truly, in cast photos, as M. Valdemont (photo by Jacob K.)

No One Wants An Electric Car

Even though yesterday I said that this subject made my ass tired, I think that I'm going to have to talk about it now because I just paid $3.85 a gallon for gasoline and I'm not happy about it. Maybe, if I thought that prices would go down anytime soon, I wouldn't be so concerned about it. Maybe, if I thought that there was a reason for it (gasoline goes up all the time for no reason at all, so I'm not so sure that unrest in Libya is not so much of a reason as much as it is a semi-reasonable sounding explanation), I wouldn't be so annoyed by it. Or maybe, even if I thought that there were people working on a solution that wouldn't involve such a dependence on oil, it wouldn't cause me great despondence. But none of that is happening. The price isn't going to go anywhere but up. I have no idea if the craziness in Libya has anything at all to do with it. And the people who are "working" on getting us all something besides a gasoline powered automobile have their heads so far up their collective asses, I don't know how they'd come to be able to drive the thing in the first place if they ever did manage to create a viable alternative method of individual transportation.

See, I've been hearing about the Chevy Volt and the Nissan Leaf for at least three or four years now. Both are supposed to be wonderful electric cars that will be the beginning of a beautiful friendship with things that don't run on gasoline. And believe me, I would take great pleasure in being able to flip both barrels at every single gas station that I drove by, were I given the opportunity or the alternative to drive something that doesn't require gas. And before you start harping about public transportation to me, just stop it. I'm not about the environment. I mean, I am. But I'm not so much about it that I'm going to be inconvenienced by the bus. Good Lord, no. I'm about not having to feign any sort of a relationship with abhorrent dictatorships in the Middle East simply because they're sitting on top of a bunch of oil that we want. That's what I want. I want to not give a flying crap what happens over there in the sand lands. Give me an alternative to gasoline and I'll be able to not give that flying crap.

And briefly, before I move onto ranting about the Volt and the Leaf, I need to mention that while I don't want to have to worry about what happens in the sand lands, there is an alternative at our fingertips that doesn't require any innovation what so ever. If people would stop being so damned concerned about whether or not a pigeon gets a drop of oil on its wing and let people start drilling out the 100 to 200 year supply of oil that is underground in the United States, we would have a great deal less to concern ourselves with. Y'all in Afghanistan want to blow the crap out of each other because you're fighting over a group of rocks? Have at it! Think I give a crap? I don't! You know why? Because we have oil, you backwards living weird beards! Fight amongst yourselves. I'm outta here!

Whew! That felt good. Now, on to the electric cars. I'd like to start with the name of the Nissan Leaf. Um, that's not exactly the coolest name that you ever could have come up with. It's a little sissy-like. The Leaf. Does it run on leaves? No? Does it have anything to do with leaves? No? OK, then. So how about naming it something that doesn't make you feel like a freaking pansy when you mention it? "I drive a Leaf." Yeah, I'd never tell anyone that. At least the Volt sounds kind of cool. Unfortunately, that's about all that they got right.

A car that runs entirely on electricity must get that electricity from somewhere. The Leaf and the Volt are able to be plugged in directly to an outlet in your home (provided you buy some sort of an adapter that runs, from what I can figure out, somewhere between one and two thousand bucks). Thus, they're using the energy that is generated to electrify your house. Where does that energy come from? Why, it comes from coal! Wait. I thought that the idea of the electric car was to get away from coal usage so that it would be 'green' and good for the environment? It was! But is it really doing any good for the environment when the electricity that it uses is produced by coal? Hard to say, but my guess is no. My guess is that it makes it so that you don't pump all of the harmful emissions into the air. So that's good. But is it really a 'green' product? I take umbrage with that statement (mainly because it's extremely rare that I can take umbrage with anything).

With both the Volt and the pansy-ish Leaf in production, let's take a look at how sales have gone so far. We'll even do a little comparing to other vehicle models that are not electric. First the Volt. According to their monthly sales report, there were 281 Chevy Volts sold in February. 281. That's it. What was GM's best selling vehicle? Why, that would be the behemoth Chevy Silverado C/K Pickup. They sold 31,728 of those bad boys in February. That's almost 113 times as many Volts as they sold. Oh, and their mileage? Right around 15-17 mpg in the city. Yeah, if that doesn't tell you that people don't care about electric cars, I don't know what does.

But maybe the Leafs numbers will tell you that very same thing in a different way. According to Autobloggreen, while Chevy was only able to unload a mere 281 Volts, Nissan could only get rid of a paltry 67 Leafs in February. 67. And it's ten thousand dollars cheaper than the Volt! 67! Why do I have the feeling that they could give these things away and people still wouldn't want them?
And that brings me to my final point. The price of these things. The base price of a Chevy Volt is $40,280. Yes, you can qualify for a federal tax credit of up to $7,500 and that will take it down to $32,780, but that is still a lot. (Personally, I don't see why my tax dollars should help someone else buy a car that may or may not do any good to the environment. Then again, I don't see a lot of the need for a bunch of crap that my tax dollars are spent on, so maybe that's my problem.) In comparison, the Leaf starts at $32,780 and with the maximum tax credit, that could go as low as $25,280. Then again, without the maximum tax credits, you're looking at two very small cars that are over $30 thousand and $40 thousand dollars. There aren't a lot of people who are going to pay that for a car. Wait. I take that back. The Chevy Silverado is more than the Volt and people seem to have no problem paying for that.

What have we learned here? Plenty. But the main point is that people don't want electric cars. People want big, big cars. And they want to drive them fast and they want to pull a boat behind them all the time and without using a trailer! That's what we want! Drill on US soil or in US waters for our own damn oil! Make big-ass cars and stop trying to make us drive shoe boxes with solar panels! This is a failed experiment! Please stop! Please! I can't take any more inane-ness in this department! No one wants an electric car! Got it?! Good!

Minggu, 06 Maret 2011

RhoDeo 1110 RAW2

Hello, I hope you all enjoyed a sunny sundaze. Time to tckle those neurons some more. 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".

RAW Explains Everything !


The Life and Times of Robert Anton Wilson part 2 (42min. 34mb)


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A Horse Is A Horse, Of...Course?

Seriously? I've got nothing today. It's not like it's a totally slow news day, but pretty much. They're still protesting in Wisconsin and there isn't a Democrat Senator in sight. Sarah Palin has spoken up and stated that President Barry's problem is that he's inexperienced. This coming straight from the mouth of a woman who didn't quite manage to finish out half a term as governor. We've got a college professor at Northwestern University who apologized for the live demonstration for one of his classes of a couple of people using a sex toy. (A sex toy that, as it turned out, was attached to the end of a reciprocating saw, for cryin' out loud.) And the Nissan Leaf, the car that was supposed to cut our nation's dependence on oil so that we can stop kissing the ass of the sand lands, managed to sell 67 in the month of February. Not 6,700. Not 67,000. 67. (Mind you, we're a country of over 300,000,000 people. They sold 67. Gas is going to be $4 a gallon any day now. And you and I are going to be bending over at the pump and paying it. We are so scroomed.) And while that seems like a lot of stuff to choose from, it all just makes my ass so incredibly tired I cannot even tell you. (And yeah, I don't know what the deal is with that sheep. But it kind of sums everything up in a weird sort of way.)

So for today, compliments of BuzzFeed, what say we just enjoy the best family portrait ever. At least, I think it's the best. It could be the worst. All I know is that it has a little bit of everything. Daughter with a look of despair on her face and what appears to be an expired guinea pig hanging from her belt. A woman in a wheelchair in the background. Dad with an arm garter with one dollar bills tucked into it. Did I mention that the dad is also wearing some sort of horse costume so that he looks like a centaur? He is. And the mom with a child's airline pilot wings stuck to her forehead and her ample cleavage mostly squashed into her failing corset. There's no telling how far south these folks live. I'm also going to guess that there isn't a full set of teeth between the three of them. Behold!



Sabtu, 05 Maret 2011

Sundaze 1110

Hello, i was somewhat in dubio lastweek but it looks Amorphous Androgynous musical trip was picked up well so expect Pagan Love Vibration (vol2) later this month. To the matter at hand, yesterday i played the coldest seasonat home, enjoyed it very much, so much so I just had to post it. Over the course of its eighty-minute duration, the dubtech releases into a current of sound that plays through as a single uninterrupted composition, transporting the listener to a bleak arctic soundscape. ( tip for a chill out on a hot summers day perhaps?). Anyway what to hold against it... more Berlin and Detroit tech but a collaboration in a very different setting, recomposing famous classical works and they manage to keep it close to their music hearts.

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Detroit native Rod “Deepchord” Modell—he and Chicagoan Steven “Soultek” Hitchell are partners in Echospace, also a label—has been operating as a shadowy entity for some time now, unleashing limited-run singles over the years that fetch crazy sums on eBay. As the collaborative venture between DeepChord’s Rod Modell and Soultek, Echospace approximates an aesthetic amalgamation of three of dance music's epicenters: Modell’s Detroit, Hitchell’s Chicago and Berlin, the home of the Basic Channel collective, their most obvious reference point..

The Coldest Season, earned its classic status among techno heads quickly. In a way, its appeal is genre-specific: it solidifies some of dub techno’s claims, particularly the promise of consciousness-altering deepness and repetition that Basic Channel embodies. The album collects and re-frames four otherworldly 12"s that Rod Modell (DeepChord) and Steven Hitchell (Soultek) put out on the Modern Love label in 2007. Using vintage analog equipment exclusively, including the unparalleled sonic capabilities of the Roland Space Echo, Korg tape delay and Sequential 8 bit samplers, the duo have pulled an undulating mass of viscous ambience and driving beats from the machinery. The tracks have a strange retro-futuristic appeal, which, on the surface, has little to do with either producer’s previous work. Echoing streams of static languidly pan across the stereo field, giving way momentarily to faintly discerned beats backed by subliminal basslines, before collapsing into the void again.

The Coldest Season was recorded primarily in the winter months so the mood of the music reflected the environment in which they were recorded. With track names like First Point of Aries, Celestials, Ocean of Emptiness and Sunset, you can only imagine the blistering cold outdoors somewhere remote and looking up at the stars in an unpolluted, clear sky only to see the sunrise a few hours later as you gasp in awe of the sheer beauty, bitterness and brutality of such a climate. Emotional, atmospheric ambient, soundscapes entwined with dubby techno beats and echoes.



Deepchord presents Echospace - The Coldest Season (189mb)

1. First Point of Aries 6:38
2. Abraxas 5:04
3. Ocean of Emptiness 11:39
4. Aequinoxium 13:31
5. Celestialis 8:12
6. Sunset 10:45
7. Elysian 12:31
8. Winter in Seney 6:02
9. Empyrean 5:25

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The third installment of Deutsche Grammophon‘s Recomposed series comes from techno godfathers Carl Craig and Moritz von Oswald (Basic Channel, Rhythm & Sound). At their most pure and powerful, the Detroit and Berlin techno styles can share an almost classical aesthetic and with a cool and futuristic execution. Carl Craig and Moritz von Oswald have been at the vanguard of efforts to extend techno into collaborations – with other artists, in other styles and genres – that go much deeper than just adding beats and filters to pre-existing approaches. Thus, their collaborative move to “recompose“ by deconstructing, rebuilding and expanding upon the original orchestrations. Maurice Ravel and Modest Mussorgsky wrote two of classical music's most famous pieces "Boléro" and "Pictures from an Exhibition" respectively, and it was Ravel’s own orchestration of "Pictures" in 1922 that has become the standard version of the piece. Craig and von Oswald use this piece, taken from a Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra performance from 1987, as well as the lesser known orchestral work "Spanish Rhapsody" from 1907 and of course "Boléro” as the basis of this reworking.

Recomposed Vol. 3 begins with a long, languid section of slowly shifting blocks and washes of orchestral and analog synth chords and melodies that take on the shadowy shapes of vintage Eno ambient music. Eventually, the insistent – and undeniable – snare drum rhythmic motif of “Bolero” fades in and increases steadily in volume. Next, a sampled/looped cell of trumpet melody leads by way of repetition to a pulsing excursion into Riley/Reich/Glass minimalism.

It is from here that the album truly seems to get going. The "Boléro" riff returns here and there, but the highlight is a beautifully painted ambient zone embellished with Mussorgsky's strings and deep brass dramatics around the half-hour mark that runs over the interlude into the fifth movement. Those looking for a little more Ravel and Mussorgsky, though, will have to listen closely. Their presence is subtle, and perhaps more subtle than regular Deutsche Grammophon fans would like. It could serve as the soundtrack to the climactic scenes of some visionary post-apocalyptic movie, the dark and romantic dense harmonies pushing at the seams of the organic and cyclic percussion and melodies.



Carl Craig & Moritz Von Oswald - Recomposed (156mb)

01 Intro (6:23)
02 Movement 1 ((2:26)
03 Movement 2 (7:30)
04 Movement 3 (8:34)
05 Movement 4 (8:06)
06 Interlude (4:09)
07 Movement 5 (12:56)
08 Movement 6 (14:12)

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NU MA/MFA Reading & "The Dust of Suns" Images

If you're in Evanston on Sunday (tomorrow), please consider catching this quarter's Northwestern University MA/MFA in Creative Writing Program reading, featuring two of my graduating students Jaji Crocker and Jason Crock, as well as fellow graduate Nik Gallicchio.

The reading will take place at 4pm, March 6, at 405 Church Street, Evanston. There's ample street and lot parking, and the reading is free. You can also take the L to Davis Street and walk east. To RSVP, click here.

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As for Raymond Roussel's wacky play, The Dust of Suns, and we, its players, so far, so good, one down, two to go! Here are a few images from the first night's show. More to come!

Before the first night's performance
Backstage, before the first night's performance
The performance of "Dust of Suns"
One of the scenes in the staged reading's second half
The performance of "Dust of Suns"
The Brazilian "progressive" and nonconformist, Dr. Flurian (in robe)
The performance of "Dust of Suns"
Léonce and Zumeranaz, in Part 2

Noodle This One Through


You're going to love this guy as much as I do. And when I say "love" I mean "want to slowly strangle until I've seen every shade of blue known to man and hope that I discover a new one". You know. Love. This bloke is apparently in Wisconsin for the protests. He also apparently lives in Wisconsin and is currently (but perhaps not for much longer) employed at something called Noodles. It appears to be a restaurant which serves some sort of pasta. Noodles, if you will.

From the fine folks over at The Blaze we are treated to an interview of this particular Noodles employee. He gives his rationale as to why the economic model of America (the most successful country on the planet in the history of the planet) needs to change. He also spends a fair amount of time pointing out the obvious as if it is some sort of an atrocity. It's as absolutely frustrating as it is absolutely hilarious. I've taken the time to transcribe some of his thoughts below. See what you think.

"You either work for someone else or you work for yourself. And most people work for someone else in a way that they aren’t free. You don’t really get to decide your work. For example, I work at Noodles, a restaurant, and basically it’s a dictatorship there. We’re told exactly what we’re going to cook, how we’re going to cook it, what time we’re going to get there. And basically if they don’t like what we’re doing, they try and tell us what to do. If we don’t listen, they get rid of us. And so we’re not able to actually cooperate in a way that we make decisions together. I try to convince my fellow employees that we should have a union at Noodles so it’s a source of power to start with and then I think in terms of the bigger picture, we need to look at revolutions in a way that you actually get rid of any sort of dictatorship is by having workers take control of the place where they work."

If that seems like a lot to plod through all at once, allow me to help you. Basically, his employment at the Noodles is unbearable or unfair or something because it is essentially a dictatorship (and not a place of business, apparently). It earns the dictatorship label in his own mind because they tell you what to cook, when you have to show up and how long you have to work. And in ultimate dictatorial fashion, if you don't like the rules then you are fired. Clearly, there is no freedom at the Noodles and thus, it is bad. I realize that all of this sounds very similar to a job, but he seems to have it mistaken for a dictatorship. This man needs a helmet. Stat!

Basically, he's saying that he'd like to come and go whenever he likes and cook whatever he feels like at a pace that he deems to be appropriate. Sure. That seems like it would work. Of course. Never mind that he is applying dictatorship to the workplace and that's a completely incorrect application of the theory. His method would be fine because everyone would be doing what they wanted without having anyone tell them what to do. At work.

But wait! There's more. The person shooting this video then asked our little socialist/communist, "Would your plan, your vision for Noodles, would it include the owner?" His response? Pretty much the sort of nonsense that you'd be expecting right about now, having just read his previous load of crap. He said, "If the owner wanted to cooperate with us as an equal and provide his skills that he had, we would definitely cooperate with him. He'd have to abdicate his position as being an owner and controller of us and he would have to recognize that we run Noodles together. And basically, if he doesn't want to cooperate with us, he's against us." Holy crap.

So let me see if I've got this straight. In this jackwagon's world, he would be an equal to the guy who had the initial vision, gathered up the start up money, and built this business (which apparently has 240 locations in 18 different states and employs around 3,000 workers, hopefully not all of which share the same mentality as this dude). That guy, the entrepreneur, is supposed to be an equal with this cook who comes off as having the IQ of a turnip and who may or may not show up for work, depending on how he feels. That sounds like a fabulous business model, son! I can't believe that someone else hasn't made their fortune in that exact same way! Good Lord...

The video of this socialist/communist who doesn't understand economic theory as it applies to the individual workplace very well is below. (And if it loads all funny, you can just click here and watch it on YouTube. The good stuff starts right at the 3:38 mark. Feel free to start there, lest your head explode trying to listen to all of it.) Try listening to him with your eyes closed. When you open them, you'll notice that he looks precisely like he sounds. What is it about that sort of voice and the seeming inability to grow any sort of meaningful facial hair that always seems to be present in these sort of softheads? Is it because they're already like that and that makes them this way? Or do they take on these ridiculous beliefs and then adopt those sort of traits? I don't know which one it is either, but it annoys the crap out of me. Whatever he's protesting against in Wisconsin, I am wholeheartedly in favor of. Sign me up. Just keep him away from me.