A rambling ramble of rambleness on how Google Plus leads to progressive rock leads to high school leads to podcasting leads back to social networking and where it's all gone... in the end.
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I posted the audio of my appearance on FourCast a couple of nights ago. The video is now up and running, so have at it!
Submitted for your consideration: A story ripped right from high school nostalgia (circa 1985) captured on audio for the first time in front of a live audience. The names of the participants may be different to protect the innocent and the stupid.
Then again, maybe I just made the whole thing up.
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Had the honour and privilege of appearing on the FourCast netcast on the TWiT/Frogpants networks earlier tonight. A great conversation with Neil Gorman, Scott Johnson and Tom Merritt. Have a listen if you've never heard the show before. Listen in audio so you're not tempted to go check out my "made for radio" mug when the video is posted.
Late night ranting about, among other things, how we've been tuned on technology that hurts us.
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A great ESPN short documentary which shows an aspect of a sport that has always been elitist by nature. Almost every sport has a home/street version that is a microcosm of the real thing. Golf has always required land, land, and more land. Conquering this restriction for a group of people who genuinely love the game is a great story. By the way, I can't stand playing or watching golf, but I watched this.
Another late night ramble, just because there's a mic and an endless supply of nights.
Wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover
Baptized in tears from the real.
- Derek Dick
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
- Allen Ginsberg
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
- T.S. Eliot
Down by the Riverside motel, it's 10 below and falling.
By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes and started swaying.
But it's so hard to dance that way when it's cold and there's no music.
- Tom Waits
Us people are just poems.
We're 90% metaphor
with a leanness of meaning
approaching hyper-distillation.
- ani difranco
The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.
- Ezra Pound
I've got this great idea.
Why don't we pitch it to the Franklin Fucking Mint?
Fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom singing whatever and ever Amen.
- Ben Folds
Scrambled eggs and whiskey in the false-dawn light.
- Hayden Carruth
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
- W.B. Yeats
Worlds spinning orbit quicker than 9/8ths Dave Brubeck.
We come now, frantically searching for Thomas More, rainbow villages.
Up on suddenly, Charlie Mingus and our man Abdul Malik,
to add bass, to a bottomless pit of insecurity.
- Gil Scott-Heron
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A poignant sci-fi allegory of the Brixton race riots from England's recent history. This is based on real events. Just search "Brixton race riot" on Google to find out some of the scariness and tragedy that went on. Watching it reminded me of the Marillion lyrics, from their song "Fugazi", around that same period:
A son of a swastika of '45 parading a peroxide standard.
Graffiti conjure disciples testaments of hatred.
Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges.
This is Brixton chess.
- Fugazi, Derek Dick (Marillion)
