On this Ask MetaFilter thread, user mert requests the identity of a ‘gravelly voiced Russian folk singer who sounds a lot like Tom Waits.’ He notes that he then gets a bunch of the identified singer’s music off Kazaa.
I, of course, think I know of a American singer he might like, and I am now interested in tracking down Mr. Vysotsky’s music myself.
J. Beverley Oke, Analyzer of Starlight, Is Dead at 75 [NYT]
Now that is an obit headline.
What’s On My Pen Drive:: The Road Warriors Guide [via MeFi]: Peter Garner has assembled a list of apps that can run directly from a USB pen drive in a Wintel environment and which require no install on the host computer. He accomplishes this by going old-skool and employing many DOS apps.
Highlights include a link to a DOS version of MS-Word and (incredibly) to a zero-setup web browser that supports SSL called OffByOne.
I’m tempted to grab all of this and stash it somewhere, it seems so very useful and potentially transient.
iLife ’04 won’t allow one to install from CD to a machine that has a max rez of 800 x 600, such as an older iBook.
Install iPhoto 4 on an Unsupported Mac may provide information on how to get around this. I’m not familiar with Blogintosh, so I can’t make a contextual judgement about the site’s usual quality of information. I will follow up, though; the site sure looks inviting.
UPDATE: Everything went smoothly, and iPhoto had no difficulty launching and loading a large library of shared photos via Rendezvous.
Tonight, my ears are all about Miles.
It’s a sweet pleasure.
John Kenn is the maintainer of the web site I was casting about for the other day.
Apple Discussions on iSight and iChat AV are my next big pile of research to wade through.
Rising Up and Rising Down: Vollmann’s Anatomy of Violence. [NYT]
See? Din’t I tell yez ta pick this up?
I do not know if the NYT guy got a different edition than I – but I wouldn’t call the thin-cotton cased boards that form the covers of these books ‘luxurious.’
It’s more ‘respectful,’ a minimum effort to provide a physical presence for something the author and publisher both want to sell at a not-too-extravagant price.
Although $100 for seven voumes will certainly seem like an absurdist and luxuriant toll, it is not. Just check what new retail for the single volume of the most recent Harry Potter book was, and come on back to chat.
I’ll be around all day, playing this here banjo.
The author of the review dismisses the work, in the end, as ‘a work of grand obsession that, for too often, lies dead upon the page,’ citing overwritten prose and the (in this book) unplumbed reasons for Vollmann’s compulsion to ‘to put the body in harm’s way.’
I’m not to be dissuaded from the work on this basis, as I have a thesis about Vollmann’s fascination, and have learned to read him at his most empurpled. I certainly promise more here upon this work after (or given the length, as) I complete it.
bubblegum machine, via The Cartoonist.
Alas, I don’t have time (I’ve been, er, hip deep in Plumbing Problem Volume Two) to suck down all the good stuff until Monday. In addition to the week 68 material featured (The Germs’ “Lexicon Devil” being my highlight) I noticed stuff by the Sonics, The Kingsmen, Tommy James and the Shondells, as well as loads of the kind of radio crap that tormented me and twisted my soul in to the loathesome and festering pit of black hatred it is today.
Highly recommended.
I have a pal who recently saw the Happy Flowers in a show somewhere on the East Coast.
I’m not sure if he knows about their web site. Hopefully he’ll see this and be amused. In a horrible oversight, there are no audio assets available. The music is inexplicable, so I won’t even try.
dung.swf is some sort of flash-based animated video starring what appear to be fly or tapeworm larva singing a song, apparently in praise of poop.
There are plentiful kanji Korean (?) titles. At times the chorines don poop-hats.
It’s not grotesque in a not-safe-for-work way. In fact, it’s practically kawaii. You may wish to be at a midpoint between meals, however.
Poupou would like a translation.