Breakfast in Berlin
I remembered the breakfast in Germany as great.
Happy Good Lucky
More Munny, Mo Problems
Paint.
Munny, Munny, Munny, Mun-ny!
It took my coworker Brian, entering a Munny contest to get me to finally customize a vinyl toy.
Here’s the concept so far. Heart shapes make up the facial features, eyes, nose, mouth and ears.
The back of the head is decorated with an image of a rotary telephone. The back of the torso becomes a ‘Snoopy’ face.
Stay tuned for more updates - I am working to get this finished in a week or so.
Happy Birthday Happy Birthday
I was floored the other day when watching this record covered by the Ting Tings on Yo Gabba Gabba. I loved Altered Images back in the day. This album was in heavy rotation on my portable cassette tape player.
Check the YouTube. Happy, indeed.
New Sporty Saddle from Coco’s Variety
Happy New Year! Now, check this out:
Yeah, it’s pretty awesome good. I don’t know much about bikes but I know what I like. This is a white - kinda beat up - seat for my Raleigh Sports 3-speed.
It even comes with it’s own padlock which I am going to have to cut off with bolt cutters.
Coco’s Variety Store in Elysian Valley has really good stuff right now. They always have really good stuff but now they have even more, especially of the Bicycle variety. They had a vintage Brooks Saddle - the pro kind with the big copper rivets - for cheap (around 60 bucks) but this beauty caught my eye for cheaper (just 6 bucks). You can’t front on that.
New Years resolution, finish (or start) a new bike project and know that you will find help at Coco’s - they do repair work, too.
Behold the Buddha Machine
This just arrived in the mail from Insound, a record store located New York. It is a music player created by the ambient music artists Christiaan Virant and Zhang Jian, known collectively as FM3. It plays 9 ambient music loops, making this a Nine-Track Player (one more than eight.)
About the size of a deck of cards, or say, one of those iPod things, it is a joy to hold, and to behold. Yes, the music is very beautiful coming out of the tiny speaker (I’ll have more to say about the music after a listen for a few days) but the thrill comes from the matching of the aural experience with the physical experience of the small device which seems to have come from some other time and place. There is no USB port. You can’t add or remove content. Instead the music stays locked in, incased and inseparable from the object that contains it. This is the part that floors me.
I am currently in the process of managing, (organizing, editing, etc.) a massive, and growing larger, collection of digital files that comprise my music library. It is a tedious task that involves removing duplicate files, renaming and resorting files and folders, backing up some hard drives and reformatting others. Sometimes during this process I will see a song I haven’t heard in a while, give it a click to listen to it. Meanwhile the album artwork (if it is embedded in my copy of the file) is displayed a little larger than a postage stamp in the finders preview pane. While I love many of the conviences of the digital music library I find myself longing for the objects that used to represent the songs in my collection. The little thumbnail isn’t cutting it.
Album cover art, gatefold albums with their 12 x 24 artwork, lyrics printed on the record sleeves, and the patina of wear and age on album cover or even cassette tape case all helped to locate the music in the 3 dimensional world in a way that is so far missing from my digital library. Covering my hard drive with stickers helps only until I drag and drop the 200 gigs of music from that drive on to the shiney new 500 gig drive. At that point, some of the history of my relationship with that music (written in stickers) is lost.
When one has an intimate relationship with a beloved piece of music it is easy to project that affection to all the physical trappings that surround that music. The physicality of the object, be it cassingle or 45, helps to the music in the world and in one’s personal history in a way that doesn’t exist in the digital realm. Not yet, anyway.
The Buddha Machine is my new talisman. I expect to calm myself with it’s hypnotic drones and melodies while I complete the reorganization of the MP3s, AACs, WMAs and FLACs I call my digital music collection.
Blogging from my iPhone
I just downloaded the new Wordpress app for iPhone. I expect this will be a watershed moment in my blogging career. Or not.
I expect the next moment like this to be - I don’t know, Cut and Paste? As I write this from my phone it occurs to me what it was to like to write before word processors, BEFORE cut and paste. Maybe I will just go slower.
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Mike Carroll - Good Work.
Good work, Mr. Carroll!
When I was in 6th grade we scrubbed our trucks against the curb by hand in an effort to create an illusion of ‘gnarly grind skillz’. This is what the real thing looks like.
I am happy to say I saw this evidence on the curb first hand on Fairfax Avenue yesterday.
Mike detects curb accretion here. No parking in the Red Zone. The Red Zone is for grinding only!
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