Archived entries for media
The Verge has an excellent article (including the interview about along with more text and images) on Survival Research Lab’s Mark Pauline.
The operatic scale and pyrotechnic intensity invites comparisons to Dante, Bosch, Cronenberg, Grand Guignol, Gotterdammerung, and Mad Max. “It’s as if several junkyards’ worth of our refuse had risen up to let out an immense collective scream,” wrote The Boston Globe’s Leighton Klein. With titles such as “An Explosion of Ungovernable Rage” and “Ghostly Scenes of Infernal Desecration” and “Further Explorations in Lethal Experimentation” and “A Calculated Forecast of Ultimate Doom: Sickening Episodes of Widespread Devastation Accompanied by Sensations of Pleasurable Excitement,” the shows — over 50 thus far, from San Francisco to Copenhagen to Tokyo — don’t so much confront audiences as assault them. The machines deliver a message: despite your safety, there are indeed things in this world that can kill you.
Someone finally admits that no one reads End-User License Agreements anyway.
I missed it, but MTV turned 31 on Wednesday. Mental Floss has coverage, plus the first video aired, “Video Killed the Radio Star” by The Buggles.
Ironic, given that over the ensuing 31 years, MTV killed music videos.
Random Fact: In my first year of college at Michigan Tech, the lead stoner on our floor, a guy named Snark, played us a cassette recording of “Video Killed the Radio Star” and had us convinced for several days that his band had recorded the song.)
Rule No. 10: Revise, revise, revise. I cannot stress this enough. Revision is when you do what you should have done the first time, but didn’t. It’s like washing the dishes two days later instead of right after you finish eating. Get that draft counter going. Remove a comma and then print out another copy — that’s another draft right there. Do this enough times and you can really get those numbers up, which will come in handy if someone challenges you to a draft-off. When the ref blows the whistle and your opponent goes, “26 drafts!,” you’ll bust out with “216!” and send ’em to the mat.
From Colson Whitehead’s Rules for Writers at the NYT
IanniX is a graphical sequencer, open source for Windows, Linux, and OS X. Works with MIDI devices, a range of controllers (including Kinect), and software (Ableton Live, MaxMSP, PD, Processing, and more). Cool.
Create Digital Music has an interesting review.
Marjorie Foley unpacks The Decemberists’ tribute to David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest in their video to Calamity Song (above) (duh). The video (loosely) tells the story of the Eschaton, a multi-court tennis match that combines elements of adolescence and global war.
The subject of the video is Eschaton, a fictional tennis game played by Hal Incandenza, one of the main characters in Infinite Jest, and his peers at the Enfield Tennis Academy. The game is played in a futuristic world in which years are no longer numbered but rather sponsored (the Eschaton bit happens in the Year of the Depend Adult Undergarment), and much of the Northeastern United States is destroyed due to a nuclear “accident”–the area is now known as the Great Concavity (into which catapults launch hazardous waste and where babies are born without skulls).
Eschaton, a word which means something akin to “end times,” is played across multiple tennis courts, with various areas of the courts corresponding to parts of the globe. The highlighted areas represent the teams, and the combinations of countries, with nuclear capabilities– North America (AMNAT); the former USSR (SOVWAR); China (REDCHI); India & Pakistan (INDPAK); “the wacko but always pesky” Libya & Syria (LIBSYR) or Iraq, Iran, Libya & Syria (IRLIBSYR), and the somewhat weak South Africa (SOUTHAF). Sometimes, depending on the number of players, one may have other teams “like an independent cell of Nuck insurgents with a 50-click Howitzer and big ideas.” Players fire 5-megaton nuclear tennis balls at enemy areas, creating playful worldwide chaos, massive civilian casualties, and juvenile tennis rivalries.