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Friday, July 31, 2009
mystery of culture
"communication becomes the defining characteristic of homo sapiens; we are the species that speaks. we utter the words that create our world, and have learned to take our words and translate them into the ethereal play of zeros and ones, lay them out, at the speed of light, first on a wire, then a radio wave, and lately, on a beam of light, so that the voice, once constrained by mouth and ear, now straddles the entire planet in thirty millionths of a second, messages pinging back and forth, not unlike the meeting points of a synaptic gap, using photons as neurotransmitters, and each network router the equivalent of a synaptic junction, deciding whether to activate or extinguish each message that crosses the continents, connected now in a seamless, endless web of knowledge, more than two billion pages, more than any one of us could ever read or know, the collected and collective intelligence of a species that seems to have made information the central mystery of culture, the project of civilization, and the goal of being. /mark pesce
washed out - feel it all around
Thursday, July 30, 2009
i only went out for a walk
"i only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, i found, was really going in." /john muir
lauren landes - weird woods
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
a knife is never bad
"let me explain a little: certain things are bad so far as they go, such as pain, and no one, not even a lunatic, calls a tooth-ache good in itself; but a knife which cuts clumsily and with difficulty is called a bad knife, which it certainly is not. it is only not so good as other knives to which men have grown accustomed. a knife is never bad except on such rare occasions as that in which it is neatly and scientifically planted in the middle of one's back. the coarsest and bluntest knife which ever broke a pencil into pieces instead of sharpening it is a good thing in so far as it is a knife. it would have appeared a miracle in the stone age. what we call a bad knife is a good knife not good enough for us; what we call a bad hat is a good hat not good enough for us; what we call bad cookery is good cookery not good enough for us; what we call a bad civilization is a good civilization not good enough for us. we choose to call the great mass of the history of mankind bad, not because it is bad, but because we are better. this is palpably an unfair principle. ivory may not be so white as snow, but the whole arctic continent does not make ivory black." /g.k. chesterton
css - knife
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
the fine madman
"behold there in the wood the fine madman! he is a palace of sweet sounds and sights; he dilates; he is twice a man; he walks with arms akimbo; he soliloquizes; he accosts the grass and the trees; he feels the blood of the violet, the clover, and the lily in his veins; and he talks with the brook that wets his foot. the like force has the passion over all his nature. [love] expands the sentiment; it makes the clown gentle, and gives the coward heart. into the most pitiful and abject it will infuse a heart and courage to defy the world, so only it have the countenance of the beloved object. in giving him to another, it still more gives him to himself. he is a new man, with new perceptions, new and keener purposes, and a religious solemnity of character and aims. He does not longer appertain to his family and society; he is somewhat; he is a person; he is a soul." /ralph waldo emerson
wilco - muzzle of bees
Monday, July 27, 2009
new shoots
"new beginnings and new shoots
spring again from hidden roots.
pull or stab or cut or burn,
love must ever yet return."
/robert graves
no age - things i did when i was dead
Sunday, July 26, 2009
more interior laws
"things are ever grouping themselves according to higher or more interior laws." /ralph waldo emerson
iron & wine - innocent bones
Saturday, July 25, 2009
something wants to happen
"grizzly bear recorded yellow house in the eponymous house, on cape cod, and the album retains an air of artistic remove. it is cryptic and gorgeous. this song in particular builds with drama and eerie restraint. like all of grizzly bear’s music, it is delicate and dense at once, and its complex harmonies do not so much convey lushness as fraught instability. something wants to happen." /ian mackenzie
grizzly bear - central and remote
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
a great city
"a great city is that which has the greatest men and women,
if it be a few ragged huts it is still the greatest city in the whole world." /walt whitman
beirut - forks and knives (la fête)
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
1969 july 21
"after the most famous voyage of modern times, it was time to go home. after proving that humanity has the ability to go beyond the confines of planet earth, the first humans to walk on another world -- neil armstrong and buzz aldrin -- flew the ascent stage of their lunar module back to meet michael collins in the moon-orbiting command and service module. pictured above on 1969 july 21, the ascending spaceship was captured by collins making its approach, with the moon below, and earth far in the distance." /astronomy picture of the day
kurt vile - beach on the moon (recycled lyrics)
Monday, July 20, 2009
the flower in your hand
"what if you slept,
and what if
in your sleep you dreamed,
and what if
in your dream you went to heaven
and there you picked a strange and beautiful flower,
and what if
when you awoke
you had the flower in your hand?
ah, what then?"
/samuel taylor coleridge
jj - my hopes and dreams
Sunday, July 19, 2009
my thoughts on being free
"sometimes the sun will shine, yes i am just feeling fine.
sometimes i'm not aware where i am or what i care.
sometimes i'm well to do, but i don't know what to do;
sometimes i don't agree with my thoughts on being free.
please don't leave me; seems i feel good.
i've been lucky trying to feel good."
/avey tare
the dovers - what am i going to do?
Saturday, July 18, 2009
life
"life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards." /søren kierkegaard
noah lennox + bradford cox - walkabout
Friday, July 17, 2009
when the long trick's over
"i must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
to the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
and all i ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow rover,
and quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over."
/don marquis
bonnie prince billy - the gator (live)
Thursday, July 16, 2009
the land of nowadays
"they were upon their great theme: 'when i get to be a man!' being human, though boys, they considered their present estate too commonplace to be dwelt upon. so, when the old men gather, they say: 'when i was a boy!' it really is the land of nowadays that we never discover." /booth tarkington
kool dj dust - the quest
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
we lurk late
"we real cool. we
left school. we
lurk late. we
strike straight. we
sing sin. we
thin gin. we
jazz june. we
die soon."
/gwendolyn brooks
animal collective - summertime clothes (dam-funk remix)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
on par with them
"john and paul's standard of writing has bettered over the years, so it's very hard for me to come straight to the top, on par with them. they gave me an awful lot of encouragement. their reaction has been very good. if it hadn't, i think i would have just crawled away." /george harrison
yim yames - long, long, long
like dull narcotics
"but, for the unquiet heart and brain
a use in measued language lies;
the sad mechanic exercise,
like dull narcotics, numbing pain."
/alfred tennyson
white denim - say what you want
Sunday, July 12, 2009
little tent of blue
"i never saw a man who looked
with such a wistful eye
upon that little tent of blue
which prisoners call the sky."
/oscar wilde
atlas sound - the light that failed
Saturday, July 11, 2009
they're a burden
"they're a burden for us,
the friends who no longer know how to die." /george seferis
stars - your ex-lover is dead (final fantasy remix)
Friday, July 10, 2009
watching
"bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art--
not in lone splendor hung aloft the night
and watching, with eternal lids apart,
like nature's patient, sleepless eremite,
the moving waters at their priestlike task
of pure ablution round earth's human shores."
/john keats
ratatat - mirando (animal collective remix)
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
when unadorned
"for loveliness
needs not the foreign aid of ornament,
but is when unadorned adorned the most."
/james thomson
devendra banhart - at the hop (live take)
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
silver apples of the moon
"though i am old with wandering
through hollow lands and hilly lands,
i will find out where she has gone
and kiss her lips and take her hands;
and walk among long dappled grass,
and pluck till time and times are done
the silver apples of the moon,
the golden apples of the sun."
/ray bradbury
joanna newsom - bridges and balloons
Monday, July 6, 2009
just trust yourself
"just trust yourself, then you will know how to live." /johann wolfgang von goethe
emily haines - detective daughter
Sunday, July 5, 2009
tell me thy company
"tell me thy company, and i'll tell thee what thou art." /miguel de cervantes
white rabbits - company i keep
Saturday, July 4, 2009
never once gets left behind
"all his life [the american] jumps into the train after it has started and jumps out before it has stopped; and he never once gets left behind, or breaks a leg." /george santayana
jimmy hendrix - star spangled banner
Friday, July 3, 2009
steady and perpetual serenity
"mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind of daylight in the mind, and fills it with a steady and perpetual serenity." /joseph addison
robert gomez - on this day
Thursday, July 2, 2009
some blind hand shall brush my wing
little fly,
thy summer's play
my thoughtless hand
has brushed away.
am not i
a fly like thee?
or art not thou
a man like me?
for i dance
and drink and sing,
till some blind hand
shall brush my wing.
/william blake
floating action - so vapor
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
millions of spiritual creatures
millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep.
/john milton
monsters at work - magic morning
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