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last year's music
drowning cat, frangendo, unsuspecting children
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The highlights of the albums i picked up in 2015, as per the 'Date Added' field in my iTunes:

  • Sleater-Kinney, No Cities to Love: great to have them back making music, and better writers than i am agree.  However, it's not their best.  Their albums starting after Janet Weiss joined have had an alternating great-good pattern in my estimation, and this album does not and cannot measure up to the sublime The Woods (which Phillips inexplicably does not put in his top 3 but, whatever, he's wrong), in particular its disappointing second half.  Still, it's pretty damn good overall.
  • The New Pornographers, Brill Bruisers: their best album so far.  "Dancehall Domine" is a salt caramel truffle of a song.
  • Zola Jesus, Conatus: i caught one of her tracks on college radio.  She's somewhere between Siouxsie Sioux and Diamanda Galás.
  • Florence + the Machine, How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful: somewhat disappointing.  Doesn't measure up to the previous albums.  2wanda and i went to see her in concert and it was good but it sure felt like she was phoning it in.
  • Kathryn Calder, Kathryn Calder: from The New Pornographers.  A very soothing album.
  • Battles, La Di Da Di: the boys are back.  A more even album than Gloss Drop but somehow it feels like John Stanier is holding back on his killer drumming.
  • Passengers, Original Soundtracks 1: Passengers is basically Brian Eno backed by U2.  This is really quite good and doesn't sound at all like the extruded U2 product that came after All That You Can't Leave Behind.
  • Adele, 25: 21 was quite a leap from 19, and 25 is yet another leap.  Her voice is better than ever, and the songs have grown lyrically, musically, and production-ally.
  • Snarky Puppy, We Like It Here: a live recording treated like a studio recording of a band doing jazz fusion like demigods.  The musicians are amazing, in particular the drummer, who only had a few days to learn the songs.  You can sample the album on YouTube, and watch the band in action.
  • Faith No More, Sol Invictus: it's like no time has passed.  Solid effort through and through.

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star wars: the grump awakens
drowning cat, frangendo, unsuspecting children
ronebofh

Well, i must be old, because the one thing i wanted more of was Han and Leia.  Shit, i could have watched a whole movie of them talking about their relationship.

What i dislike about this movie is that i am surrounded by people who are deeply invested in their childhood memories of the original trilogy and have intense feelings about it.  This makes appreciating the movie extremely complicated because i have to separate my own feelings about the original movies from my feelings about this mass of fannish children and their expectations.  I can't review it as a movie that stands on its own merits because it's tied in a bow topped by a cultural Gordian knot and, quite frankly, i blame you all for this.  As that great American William Shatner once said, "Get a life, will you people?"

On the other hand, the movie was crafted as a continuation of a previously set story, and it is impossible to assess it without taking that into consideration.

In sum, fuck you, i'm doing it my way.

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el_muchacho's theory is that, once they've gotten the fan service out of the way, they will now focus on making awesome new stuff.  Given Abrams's Star Trek movies, i am not holding my breath.  Was it better than the prequels?  Sure.  If that's your bar, maybe you need to take a long look in the mirror.

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why i'm leaving twitter
violin, simian
ronebofh

Yes, indeed, it's a new year's resolution ("dear journal, i never thought this would happen to me...").  Reasons follow:

  • It's a distraction.  This is gonna be the year i improve my focus and discipline.  Twitter actively harms that goal.
  • It's full of garbage.  It's easy to be a shitbag when you only have 140 characters.  It's easy to pass for a shitbag because 140 characters often isn't enough to convey nuance.  The brevity of the medium combined with the instant gratification leads to all manner of reflexive, lazy expression.  It's basically a shared network of comments sections.  I don't need that agita in my life.
  • It enables abuse. Twitter doesn't give a shit about controlling actual, verifiable abuse (as opposed to garden-variety invective).  In addition, there are scads of profiles that have pictures of pretty young women, share the same trite bios, post the same trite things, and have done so for years, and you'd think this sort of thing should be easily detectable, so either Twitter knows and does nothing, or doesn't know because they're don't care to know.  In sum, they're useless when it comes to keeping a house clean of filth.
So what am i going to do with the free-floating invective that needs to be blurted out onto the interwebs?  I'd tried to spare this site of it because i wanted to write longer-form stuff here, but i'm clearly not doing that now.  So i'll start using this more.  Facebook is probably also going to get severely curtailed at some point, but that's more complicated.  Google+ is fairly high-signal and low-traffic, like LJ, so i'll keep that for now, too.  The actual goal will be setting up my own site so that my words aren't going to be held hostage by some faceless corporation (or, in Facebook's case, a face that needs punching).

So there you go, wah wah wah, all the drama you've been craving.  This is being crossposted to Twitter, where i'll pin it for whoever actually reads pinned posts.  I'll probably check DMs there for a while, but really, send me email instead.  If you can't figure out my address, ask.

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a portal from upstate new york to the beating heart of germany
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ronebofh

Some test we were running at work today involved the ZIP code 12345.  So i threw it into Google Maps and it gave me Schenectady, NY:

map of Schenectady, NY, near I-890 and NY-337

"I wonder what's under the pin," i said to myself.  I clicked the zoom button once and saw:

"... Berlin?  I wonder what that is."  I clicked on that and...

So, yeah, it's a magical place.  I suspect that Google Maps is looking through a window into an alternate dimension where the Nazis won and own Rotterdam:

Further digging shows the actual Berlin address's Street View as an empty storefront for lease, and the gym's domain name is now for sale; the Schenectady location shows a tree.  It will have to remain a mystery.


space
dust, quiet, cotopaxi, picassohead
ronebofh

Hayabusa 2 takes a picture of the Moon and the Earth


that explains the urge to dress up and walk door to door holding 'a brief history of time'
sherman, solar eclipse
ronebofh

I've suddenly realized that my aversion to holidays puts me in the same boat with Jehova's Witnesses.

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friday's sunset
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ronebofh

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no, google
violin, simian
ronebofh

asked google maps for "tianjin explosion" and got "The White House"


i'm taking a break from social media, except
waagh, ngc4449
ronebofh

My consumption of social media was heading to a bad place and taking my attention span with it, so i've logged out of Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ in my browsers and devices.  Instead, i'll use LiveJournal to crosspost stuff to FB/Tw for when i actually have something useful to share, and people can comment on LJ with either account if they want me to see it right away, or on FB/Tw and i'll maybe look at it someday.  Meanwhile, i can work on focusing on stuff i want to get done at work and at home.

In the meantime, this story about chinlone, Burma's de facto national pastime, is a long but richly rewarding read.


détente
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