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FreeWill Busts It All To Pieces
May. 25th, 2011 12:01 amSagittarius Horoscope for week of May 26, 2011
In her irreverent platinum-selling song "Monster," Sagittarian rapper Nicki Minaj offers up a poetic sequence never before heard in the history of the planet: "Pull up in the monster . . . with a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka / yeah I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka." I hope that you will soon come up with an equally revolutionary innovation in your own chosen field, Sagittarius. All the cosmic forces will be conspiring in the coming weeks to help you to do the equivalent of rhyming "Tonka" and "Sri Lanka" with "Willy Wonka." Please cooperate!
The cosmic forces have some work cut out for them, I see.
In her irreverent platinum-selling song "Monster," Sagittarian rapper Nicki Minaj offers up a poetic sequence never before heard in the history of the planet: "Pull up in the monster . . . with a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka / yeah I'm in that Tonka, color of Willy Wonka." I hope that you will soon come up with an equally revolutionary innovation in your own chosen field, Sagittarius. All the cosmic forces will be conspiring in the coming weeks to help you to do the equivalent of rhyming "Tonka" and "Sri Lanka" with "Willy Wonka." Please cooperate!
The cosmic forces have some work cut out for them, I see.
Is There An App For That?
May. 20th, 2011 05:04 pmIs there a computer program that can go through your music files collection, sample bits from them and remix/extrapolate "new" music from them automatically?
I've very curious. In theory I have a big enough sample size for an experiment.
I've very curious. In theory I have a big enough sample size for an experiment.
Writer's Block: And The Winner Is…
Sep. 8th, 2010 09:09 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
What? MTV still does this? What right do they have?--I thought they gave up on showing music videos years ago.
What? MTV still does this? What right do they have?--I thought they gave up on showing music videos years ago.
Tags:
- music,
- pop charts,
- pop culture,
- pop music,
- r&b,
- rap,
- rock,
- tv,
- video,
- writer's block
Sound Of Silver Talk To Me
Jun. 21st, 2010 01:36 pmJames Murphy On NPR's Fresh Air Today. No, I had no idea who he is before...tho' I had in fact heard a few of his songs.
He says some things (not in the text on the page now) that I find very applicable to my Uncool Kid project.
He says some things (not in the text on the page now) that I find very applicable to my Uncool Kid project.
Writer's Block: The Beatles
Oct. 9th, 2008 01:03 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Pop music ceased to be relevant to me about fifteen years ago. The problem is that there is no single "pop music" anymore. Even Billboard split their charts due to complaints that one genre of pop was overwhelming all the others.
I think, right now, in some hellhole club in a city nobody's heard of, there is a band who could emerge and challenge the world of music like the Beatles did. Perhaps they're hometown heroes now. Perhaps they're just scraping by, playing other groups' songs at parties. But even the Beatles needed a Brian Epstein for business savvy and a George Martin to recognize and refine their artistic strengths. (Hmm...I don't know exactly where I'm going with this thought.)
Back when I was a teenager and a student and pop music spoke to me, I thought I saw some trends in music coming...but my ideas were completely wrong. Because of rap's reliance on technology and pre-recording, musicianship is being lost as a pop asset. My hope was that there would be a renewal in the appreciation in a band that plays its own instruments live. Perhaps the new computer games will train a generation of pop musicians, but how quickly can the trend bear fruit?
Pop music ceased to be relevant to me about fifteen years ago. The problem is that there is no single "pop music" anymore. Even Billboard split their charts due to complaints that one genre of pop was overwhelming all the others.
I think, right now, in some hellhole club in a city nobody's heard of, there is a band who could emerge and challenge the world of music like the Beatles did. Perhaps they're hometown heroes now. Perhaps they're just scraping by, playing other groups' songs at parties. But even the Beatles needed a Brian Epstein for business savvy and a George Martin to recognize and refine their artistic strengths. (Hmm...I don't know exactly where I'm going with this thought.)
Back when I was a teenager and a student and pop music spoke to me, I thought I saw some trends in music coming...but my ideas were completely wrong. Because of rap's reliance on technology and pre-recording, musicianship is being lost as a pop asset. My hope was that there would be a renewal in the appreciation in a band that plays its own instruments live. Perhaps the new computer games will train a generation of pop musicians, but how quickly can the trend bear fruit?
Awesome Pie For Dessert...
Mar. 16th, 2008 12:54 pmZooty Zooty Zoot! (If you understand why I use that line in conjunction with this video, you are a nerd, if not a dork.) :)
FP
PS: If the above link doesn't work...try this one.
FP
PS: If the above link doesn't work...try this one.
Because of Somebody I Heard On The Radio
Jul. 24th, 2007 02:29 pmThis is the Shout-out, from FP
To the bite-size, the single-size, the medium-size, the double-wide, the super-sized and the mechanized
To the soft-contacts and the full-contacts; the frameless and blameless; the shades and the everglades
To the fixers, sixers and nixers; the bikers, hikers and pikers; to the consecrators of the impact craters
To the felt-tips and the loose lips who sank ships; the scuba and the tuba; the didja and the ninja
To the awake and the Ewok; to the mocha and the polka; to the multi-track and the multi-plex and the multi-color
To the radial and the inline and the rotary and the turbine; to the solid and the liquid and the coming dream that will make them all seem like steam
To the deputy of the Sheriff and the sans of the serif; to the electric guitars and their pick-ups and the pick-ups and their trucks
To the dukes with the nukes and the cukes; to the shills with the stills on the hills; to the magic and the tragic
To the critters with the fritters; to the rash with the cash; to the kin with win and the crews that lose
To those stuck on the loop and those stuck out of the loop; to those in transit and those in limbo, even if limbo was declared obsolete for them
To the otherworlders and the one-worlders, as this New Worlder cares not who's Old World and who's Third World--we are all free in a Free World for the moment
To the seekers, peekers, beakers and streakers; to the Majors and the pagers and the ragers
To the corn planters and the corn plasters; to the pure and the sure and the cure; to the brink and the pink and the drink
To the bored keys with the keyboards; to the ball-points and the nibs at the inkwells and the pencils as well
To the reels and the cassettes and the disks and the spaces of memory full and empty; to shows old and new and still in the queue
To the time and the rhyme and the sublime; to the acid and the base and the grace and the place
To all those in the mirror (and there are more of them than you'd think) and to YOU--you know who you are, but who do you shout out to?
FP
To the bite-size, the single-size, the medium-size, the double-wide, the super-sized and the mechanized
To the soft-contacts and the full-contacts; the frameless and blameless; the shades and the everglades
To the fixers, sixers and nixers; the bikers, hikers and pikers; to the consecrators of the impact craters
To the felt-tips and the loose lips who sank ships; the scuba and the tuba; the didja and the ninja
To the awake and the Ewok; to the mocha and the polka; to the multi-track and the multi-plex and the multi-color
To the radial and the inline and the rotary and the turbine; to the solid and the liquid and the coming dream that will make them all seem like steam
To the deputy of the Sheriff and the sans of the serif; to the electric guitars and their pick-ups and the pick-ups and their trucks
To the dukes with the nukes and the cukes; to the shills with the stills on the hills; to the magic and the tragic
To the critters with the fritters; to the rash with the cash; to the kin with win and the crews that lose
To those stuck on the loop and those stuck out of the loop; to those in transit and those in limbo, even if limbo was declared obsolete for them
To the otherworlders and the one-worlders, as this New Worlder cares not who's Old World and who's Third World--we are all free in a Free World for the moment
To the seekers, peekers, beakers and streakers; to the Majors and the pagers and the ragers
To the corn planters and the corn plasters; to the pure and the sure and the cure; to the brink and the pink and the drink
To the bored keys with the keyboards; to the ball-points and the nibs at the inkwells and the pencils as well
To the reels and the cassettes and the disks and the spaces of memory full and empty; to shows old and new and still in the queue
To the time and the rhyme and the sublime; to the acid and the base and the grace and the place
To all those in the mirror (and there are more of them than you'd think) and to YOU--you know who you are, but who do you shout out to?
FP
"...Stephen Bierce called and he says he read your blog and is worried about you. Wants you to get together with him somewhere."
Well, what really happened was that I was doing some research and decided that I needed to go to WalMart to find some raw data. Since the one here is open 24/7, I went there at Midnight. The combination of the immediate change of scenery, the fresh air there and back, and the car radio there and back, has recharged my batteries a little.
Amazing what a little spur-of-the-moment indulged self-actualization will do.
FP
PS: One of the songs I heard tonight was the Beastie Boys' "Brass Monkey". We have a story about this song in our family, but I'm sure my brother won't like me telling it.
Anyway, our alma mater high school, good ol' F.W. Springstead, has a habit of doing an annual musical, and one of the years my brother was a student they did The Wiz. Only they didn't stick with the Broadway score.
My brother was one of the Flying Monkey gang and when they did their number, it was to "Brass Monkey". If you can imagine a campy, breakdance fight with dancers in monkey facepaint--well, it's close to what happened. Unfortunately for Bro', the lead dancer wasn't so great about keeping with the choreography. It almost came to real blows. I'm sure Bro' felt real embarrassed by the whole experience.
But just the same, it's also rather bizarre that they could get away with playing a song glorifying booze consumption in a school play.
Well, what really happened was that I was doing some research and decided that I needed to go to WalMart to find some raw data. Since the one here is open 24/7, I went there at Midnight. The combination of the immediate change of scenery, the fresh air there and back, and the car radio there and back, has recharged my batteries a little.
Amazing what a little spur-of-the-moment indulged self-actualization will do.
FP
PS: One of the songs I heard tonight was the Beastie Boys' "Brass Monkey". We have a story about this song in our family, but I'm sure my brother won't like me telling it.
Anyway, our alma mater high school, good ol' F.W. Springstead, has a habit of doing an annual musical, and one of the years my brother was a student they did The Wiz. Only they didn't stick with the Broadway score.
My brother was one of the Flying Monkey gang and when they did their number, it was to "Brass Monkey". If you can imagine a campy, breakdance fight with dancers in monkey facepaint--well, it's close to what happened. Unfortunately for Bro', the lead dancer wasn't so great about keeping with the choreography. It almost came to real blows. I'm sure Bro' felt real embarrassed by the whole experience.
But just the same, it's also rather bizarre that they could get away with playing a song glorifying booze consumption in a school play.
