Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Clutchy Hopkins
Shawn Lee on meeting Clutchy Hopkins
Lee/Hopkins: Root Trees
For another Lee/Hopkins collaboration (as yet unavailable on youtube) click here and listen to Ghost In The Rain
...
Monday, February 14, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
How to manipulate people
There are times in life where people don't give you what you want, but you don't have to settle for disappointment. When life gives you lemons, manipulate the lemon salesman.
Here's how
.
Here's how
.
Futurism
Futurism was an international art movement founded in Italy in 1909. It was (and is) a refreshing contrast to the weepy sentimentalism of Romanticism. The Futurists loved speed, noise, machines, pollution, and cities; they embraced the exciting new world that was then upon them rather than hypocritically enjoying the modern world’s comforts while loudly denouncing the forces that made them possible. Fearing and attacking technology has become almost second nature to many people today; the Futurist manifestos show us an alternative philosophy.
Too bad they were all Fascists.
Futurism
.
Too bad they were all Fascists.
Futurism
.
The Mariana Trench Shown To Unsettling Scale
The Mariana trench is the deepest known part of the ocean at over 11,000 metres. The graphic below shows just how scarily deep that is! Amazingly, a manned descent was actually achieved in 1960, using the steampunk-sounding Bathyscaphe Trieste
Marianna Trench
.
Marianna Trench
.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
An Ethereal Three
Natural Calamity: And That's Saying A Lot
Smoke City: Aguas de Março (Bossa-Nova Remix)
Beth Orton: Roll The Dice (William Orbit's Dice)
Smoke City: Aguas de Março (Bossa-Nova Remix)
Beth Orton: Roll The Dice (William Orbit's Dice)
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Portlandia Sans The Blues
Classics
CocoRosie: By Your Side (live)
Au Revoir Simone: Through The Backyards
Smooth: Walking In Space
CocoRosie: By Your Side (live)
Au Revoir Simone: Through The Backyards
Smooth: Walking In Space
Sneaky from Fingathing
Sneaky: Feel Like A King (live in studio)
Sneaky: Bottle (live)
Sneaky: Beduija (live)
...
Fingathing: Scrap (live)
Fingathing: You Fly Me (album version)
Sneaky: Bottle (live)
Sneaky: Beduija (live)
...
Fingathing: Scrap (live)
Fingathing: You Fly Me (album version)
Monday, February 7, 2011
Classic Cool Ruler
Gregory Isaacs
Cool Down the Pace (extended mix)
Cool Down the Pace (live)
Night Nurse (Kruder & Dorfmeister remix)
Night Nurse (live)
Cool Down the Pace (extended mix)
Cool Down the Pace (live)
Night Nurse (Kruder & Dorfmeister remix)
Night Nurse (live)
Sunday, February 6, 2011
American Hikers’ Trial Begins in Iran
TEHRAN — The trial of the three American hikers accused of espionage and illegally entering Iran began behind closed doors on Sunday, and not guilty pleas were entered on their behalf, their lawyer said.
American Hikers’ Trial Begins in Iran
.
American Hikers’ Trial Begins in Iran
.
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Eyes Have It: How Eye Contact Affects Our Brains
Did you ever play the Eye Contact Game as a kid? You’re supposed to sit directly across from another person and stare into his or her eyes for as long as possible while keeping a straight face. I don’t think I won a single game; every attempt would end in a fit of nervous giggles. And as an adult, I feel even weirder locking eyes with someone for too long. There’s just something about prolonged eye contact that makes you feel vulnerable and exposed, as if the person looking into your eyes has access to your inner thoughts and feelings. A loved one’s lingering look can trigger a rush of happiness, but too much eye contact with an acquaintance or a stranger can bring on sudden discomfort. How, exactly, does eye contact affect us, anyway?
The Eyes Have It: How Eye Contact Affects Our Brains
.
The Eyes Have It: How Eye Contact Affects Our Brains
.
10 Uncool Artists Primed For Hipster Rediscovery
Remember emo kids? Only a few short years ago, the nation's venues of the nation were filled with kids in all black, wearing ultra-skinny jeans, eyeliner, white belts, and identical chopped-meat haircuts. Then, all at once, an entire generation realized, "Hey, we look kind of silly," and the style virtually disappeared overnight.
Sure, there are a few holdouts, in the same way people still cling to grunge, butt-rock, stoner rock, and other genres even when they're years past their prime. But for the most part, the emo kid has been replaced by the "hipster."
It's a nebulous, ill-defined word, is hipster. Some people think it means any person who seems vaguely hip or cool; others think it applies exclusively to the intentionally cartoonish overcompensators you'll see at LookAtThisFuckingHipster.com.
We tend to go with the latter definition, although it's undeniable that a significant movement has been and is still being made towards a certain aesthetic, from things as simple as fashion to complex, meaningful stuff like music and art. If we must refer to the new wave of indie/DIY/fashionable/often a little bit smug kids as "hipsters" for brevity's sake, then so be it.
One thing hipsters love to do is find something generally seen as lame and then start adoring it ironically. That's why hipsters are so into low-budget Turkish cinema and brightly colored T-shirts festooned with '80s nostalgia like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The Noid, and of course Phil Donahue.
We have to wonder: how will many elder rocksmen, traditionally seen as lame by previous generations, appeal to today's modern hipster?
10 Uncool Artists Primed For Hipster Rediscovery
.
Sure, there are a few holdouts, in the same way people still cling to grunge, butt-rock, stoner rock, and other genres even when they're years past their prime. But for the most part, the emo kid has been replaced by the "hipster."
It's a nebulous, ill-defined word, is hipster. Some people think it means any person who seems vaguely hip or cool; others think it applies exclusively to the intentionally cartoonish overcompensators you'll see at LookAtThisFuckingHipster.com.
We tend to go with the latter definition, although it's undeniable that a significant movement has been and is still being made towards a certain aesthetic, from things as simple as fashion to complex, meaningful stuff like music and art. If we must refer to the new wave of indie/DIY/fashionable/often a little bit smug kids as "hipsters" for brevity's sake, then so be it.
One thing hipsters love to do is find something generally seen as lame and then start adoring it ironically. That's why hipsters are so into low-budget Turkish cinema and brightly colored T-shirts festooned with '80s nostalgia like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The Noid, and of course Phil Donahue.
We have to wonder: how will many elder rocksmen, traditionally seen as lame by previous generations, appeal to today's modern hipster?
10 Uncool Artists Primed For Hipster Rediscovery
.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
3 poems from Denis Johnson
Passengers
The world will burst like an intestine in the sun,
the dark turn to granite and the granite to a name,
but there will always be somebody riding the bus
through these intersections strewn with broken glass
among speechless women beating their little ones,
always a slow alphabet of rain
speaking of drifting and perishing to the air,
always these definite jails of light in the sky
at the wedding of this clarity and storm
and a woman's turning - her languid flight of hair
traveling through frame after frame of memory
where the past turns, its face sparking like emery,
to open it grace and incredible harm
over my life, and I will never die.
...
The Raveonettes: Wine
...
The Flames
In 1972 I crossed Kansas on a bus
with a dog apparently pursued to skinniness
painted on its side, an emblem
not entirely inappropriate, considering
those of us availing ourselves
of its services - tossed
like rattles in a baby's hand,
sleeping the sleep of the ashamed
and the niggardly, crying out
or keeping our counsel as we raced over the land,
flailing at dreams
or lying still. And I awoke to see
the prairie, seized by the cold and the early hour,
continually falling away beside us, and a fire
burning furiously in the dark: a house
posted about by tiny figures -
firemen; and a family
who might have been calling out to God
just then for a witness.
But more than witness, I remember now
something I could only have imagined
that night: the sound of the reins breaking
the bones in the farmer's hands
as the horses reared and flew back into the flames
he wanted to take them away from.
My thoughts are like that,
turning and going back where nothing wants them,
where a door opens and a road
of light falls through it
from behind you and pain
starts to whisper with your voice;
where you stand inside your own absence,
your eyes still smoky from dreaming,
the ruthless iron press
of love and failure making
a speechless church out of your dark
and invisible face.
...
Love & Rockets: Sweet F.A.
...
Man Walking to Work
The dawn is a quality laid across
the freeway like the visible
memory of the ocean that kept all this
a secret for a hundred million years.
I am not moving and I am not standing still.
I am only something the wind strikes and clears,
and I feel myself fade like the sky,
the whole of Ohio a mirror gone blank.
My jacket keeps me. My zipper
bangs on my guitar. Lord God help me
out by the lake after the shift at Frigidaire
when I stop laughing and taste how wet the beer
is in my mouth, suddenly recognizing the true
wedding of passage and arrival I am invited to.
...
Crystal Castles: Tell Me What To Swallow
The world will burst like an intestine in the sun,
the dark turn to granite and the granite to a name,
but there will always be somebody riding the bus
through these intersections strewn with broken glass
among speechless women beating their little ones,
always a slow alphabet of rain
speaking of drifting and perishing to the air,
always these definite jails of light in the sky
at the wedding of this clarity and storm
and a woman's turning - her languid flight of hair
traveling through frame after frame of memory
where the past turns, its face sparking like emery,
to open it grace and incredible harm
over my life, and I will never die.
...
The Raveonettes: Wine
...
The Flames
In 1972 I crossed Kansas on a bus
with a dog apparently pursued to skinniness
painted on its side, an emblem
not entirely inappropriate, considering
those of us availing ourselves
of its services - tossed
like rattles in a baby's hand,
sleeping the sleep of the ashamed
and the niggardly, crying out
or keeping our counsel as we raced over the land,
flailing at dreams
or lying still. And I awoke to see
the prairie, seized by the cold and the early hour,
continually falling away beside us, and a fire
burning furiously in the dark: a house
posted about by tiny figures -
firemen; and a family
who might have been calling out to God
just then for a witness.
But more than witness, I remember now
something I could only have imagined
that night: the sound of the reins breaking
the bones in the farmer's hands
as the horses reared and flew back into the flames
he wanted to take them away from.
My thoughts are like that,
turning and going back where nothing wants them,
where a door opens and a road
of light falls through it
from behind you and pain
starts to whisper with your voice;
where you stand inside your own absence,
your eyes still smoky from dreaming,
the ruthless iron press
of love and failure making
a speechless church out of your dark
and invisible face.
...
Love & Rockets: Sweet F.A.
...
Man Walking to Work
The dawn is a quality laid across
the freeway like the visible
memory of the ocean that kept all this
a secret for a hundred million years.
I am not moving and I am not standing still.
I am only something the wind strikes and clears,
and I feel myself fade like the sky,
the whole of Ohio a mirror gone blank.
My jacket keeps me. My zipper
bangs on my guitar. Lord God help me
out by the lake after the shift at Frigidaire
when I stop laughing and taste how wet the beer
is in my mouth, suddenly recognizing the true
wedding of passage and arrival I am invited to.
...
Crystal Castles: Tell Me What To Swallow
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Study Shows Meditation Changes Brain Structure in Just 8 Weeks
Participants in an 8 week mindfulness meditation class experienced structural brain changes including increased grey-matter density in the hippocampus, known to be important for learning and memory, and in structures associated with self-awareness, compassion and introspection.
This is the first research to document meditation-produced changes in the brain.
Study Shows Meditation Changes Brain Structure in Just 8 Weeks
This is the first research to document meditation-produced changes in the brain.
Study Shows Meditation Changes Brain Structure in Just 8 Weeks
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
10 Ways to Gain Confidence
We all want to become more confident and feel good about ourselves so we can live our very best life. Most highly successful people are known to be confident. They know the art of gaining confidence and the importance of improving their self confidence in the face of obstacles. How to gain this confidence and joining the league of successful people is not difficult. The key to this self confidence is to be true to yourself and your capabilities. Knowing how to be confident is an important skill and mastering this art will help you succeed in life. Following are tips on how you can gain confidence and improve your self image:
10 Ways to Gain Confidence
10 Ways to Gain Confidence
Asian Trash Boy remixes Rinôçérôse
A momentary foray into a mid-life crisis:
Rinôçérôse: Cubicle (Asian Trash Boy remix)
The original:
Rinôçérôse: Cubicle
Rinôçérôse: Cubicle (Asian Trash Boy remix)
The original:
Rinôçérôse: Cubicle
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)