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How Many More? 1/31/06 23:07 - permalink - email - category: Politics I have a single comment on the content of George Bush's nonsensical State Of The Union address tonight. Amidst the lies and sound bite-ready propaganda, every good point in the plan for America he presented, such as increased education, energy independence, health care for the average American, increased safety for the nation... every single one of these and all the rest are opposed by the massive network of corporate business interests the Republican party is owned by. But all that was designed to roll down the media pipe like oil to your car. The real issue tonight, and one which should ring warning bells in every head, was the arrest and removal from the House Gallery of anti-war activist Cindy Sheehan prior to the commencement of Bush's address. Sheehan was an invited guest, present legitimately. She never uttered a sound, never caused a physical disturbance. The cause for arrest? She exercised her Constitutionally guaranteed right to free speech. Sheehan wore a t-shirt, which said: “2,245 Dead — How Many More??” If you're an American, you may feel the wearing of a t-shirt bearing a political statement to a President's State Of The Union speech is inappropriate. I have some points I'd like you to take a look at. 1) Sheehan is an American citizen, just like you and I. We are all guaranteed the right to free speech by our Constitution. Not just in designated areas, not some of the time and shut-the-hell-up when it's bothersome to those in charge... it is our right every day of our lives. 2) Freedom of speech as a fundamental right is what makes us, literally, a free people. Without the right to express our views, the potential for joint action against those who might arise in our society to oppress us is severely limited. Freedom of speech, freedom to publicly criticize and call to others to take up your cause, freedom for the least of us to take the largest to task... these are freedoms people don't have under the governments in China, Iran, North Korea. 3) George Bush is a public servant. As an elected official, he represents you, me, Cindy Sheehan and every other American. He is accountable to every American, including Cindy Sheehan. Let me say it again: George Bush is a public servant, not a King. He's paid with our tax dollars. The entire State Of The Union address is paid for by us. Since when are we paying for censorship? What I want to know is not how many more American soldiers will die in Iraq. What I want to know is: how many more signs do we need before we realize our government is no longer ours? This Green City 1/30/06 22:28 - permalink - email - category: Futurism The New York Times ran New Laws Crack Down on Urban Paul Bunyans, a piece on the progressive movement in cities enacting laws to protect trees and greenery. The article opens with a story about the loss of three Monterey cypresses on Telegraph Hill in San Francisco. The trees were prime perching for our wild parrot population, and the emotional objections to their removal included brave stands in front of buzzing chainsaws. In response to the public outcry, San Francisco has amended city ordinance to allow trees, even on private property, to become protected landmarks. This isn't just a story about "bleeding heart" liberals protecting urban bird habitat. This is human empathy with creatures losing their environment to steady, capitalist development in pursuit of the almighty dollar. Consider this, from the Times: "Once a cause for genteel women's clubs bent on beautification, the new get-tough stance on trees is largely a result of real estate. A study of three dozen cities using satellite imagery by the nonprofit group American Forests, completed two years ago, found that over the past 25 years, cities have lost up to 30 percent of their tree canopy to development. San Francisco's tree canopy hovers at a slim 11.9 percent of the city's surface area, compared with New York's 21 percent and Washington's 28.6." The cities are a microcosm of the planet as a whole. We empathize because, emotionally, we know the habitat being eaten day by day belongs to us, as well. I'm convinced we're seeing the upswell of what will become a tidal wave of green awareness and support here in the United States. There may always be factions for which money and hierarchy are the primary motivators... witness the "conservative" minority currently on a stolen throne in the United States. The ability of these people to grasp and hold power is coming to an end. All one has to do is watch George Bush's popularity polls to see how easily he tumbles in sync with the monetary fortunes of voters. Throw in another inevitable catastrophe or two, like hurricane Katrina, and his ratings will dive to rock bottom. Now imagine what happens as we round the next corner in environmental destruction and the damage done to the system really begins to show: scarcity of fish, meat unsafe to eat, water pollution causing human birth defects as it already does in other animals, changing weather patterns creating wastelands of once hospitable regions, masses of people displaced and miserable. Our coming adversity will expose the corporate monsters who created this situation with our quiet complicity. Necessity being the mother of invention, we're going to invent, swiftly, new ways of living. As a race, we'll learn a valuable lesson about individual responsibility. Rusting Hummers will provide shelter for small animals. If it isn't recyclable, it won't be manufactured. Consumerism will give way to stewardship. The Bushes of the world... empty, hollow faces fitted loosely over multi-national corporations, will all come tumbling down. I see a future where human environments are designed to work with nature, as nature. I see buildings merged with trees, strict laws on zero pollution and wide public discourse on the ecological impacts of new technology. I see renewed ability in humans to understand ourselves as just another animal, and a recognition all creatures in the biological framework of the globe share equal rights with us. I see a new green and blue world, lovingly tended because we almost lost it. I see the politics of fear and separation, the lynchpins of unrestrained capitalism, overtaken and scoured away by common sense. I see a future where a living, breathing ecosystem is the soul of every city. Four Points Define A Window 1/29/06 21:58 - permalink - email - category: Flow Doug Miller spray-painted this "four things" tag over my regularly scheduled post tonight, so rather than shirk my responsibility I'm just going to dive right in: Four jobs I’ve held Four movies I can watch on endless loop Four places I’ve lived Four TV shows Four cities I love and will continually return to Four cities that are known future destinations Four of my favorite dishes Four things I'm waiting anxiously for Four sites I visit daily Four places I would rather be Four bloggers I’m tagging for this quadratic-style love-in Thomas Jefferson - The Jefferson Bible 1/28/06 22:42 - permalink - email - category: Read
Tonight I've been perusing The Jefferson Bible: The Life and Morals of Jesus of Nazareth. Compiled by Thomas Jefferson in the first two decades of the 1800s, it is an extraction from the Bible of the ethical teachings of Jesus, minus the content he deemed supernatural or corrupt. Here's a description in Jefferson's own words, from a letter to John Adams: "In extracting the pure principles which he taught, we should have to strip off the artificial vestments in which they have been muffled by priests, who have travestied them into various forms, as instruments of riches and power to themselves. . . We must reduce our volume to the simple evangelists, select, even from them, the very words only of Jesus, paring off the [ambiguities] into which they have been led. . . There will be found remaining the most sublime and benevolent code of morals which has ever been offered to man." It's a short work, which tells us just how much worthless cruft Jefferson felt is in the Bible as a whole. Like many of the Founding Fathers, Jefferson was a Deist. Contrary to the clamoring of Christian revisionists currently pressing for theocracy in the United States, Deism is nowhere near their belief system. For a Deist, the only beliefs one should possess are those found through the exercise of pure reason. For Jefferson, it was entirely rational the universe should have a creator as First Cause, but beyond this, reason concludes said creator has no involvement in the lives of human beings. Why should God interfere in what is already the best of all possible worlds? The Jefferson Bible was first published posthumously in 1903 for the United States Congress. Jefferson did not want it published in his lifetime for fear it would be misunderstood or used against him by his enemies, which sounds similar to our current political atmosphere. It became tradition for new members of Congress to receive a copy of the volume on their starting day. Given the current lack of reasoning abilities in our modern Congress regarding religion, perhaps this practice should be revived. Jefferson's Jesus performs no miracles. His coming is not heralded by angels, his birth is not of a virgin, there is no resurrection. Most importantly, he is not divine in nature. Jefferson's Jesus, like you and like me, is a human being. His wisdom and benevolence make him someone to look to for guidance, as a role model for ourselves. This is a Jesus I can believe in. There's More Than One Way To Do It 1/27/06 22:50 - permalink - email - category: Knowledge Tossing my musician's backpack into the seat before me, I slid into the taxi near First and Market. After giving the driver my destination, he immediately whipped a faster-than-light U-turn into oncoming traffic. The stunned drivers had no time to stop, slow down or even hit their horns before he had already merged right into their midst. I could tell from his expression, watching me in the rearview, he thought I would be scared by this. I laughed, loudly, "Cabbies are my favorite drivers! You can drive, man! How long have you been a cabbie?" Thus began one of the most hilarious journeys I've taken by taxi in San Francisco. I usually joke around with the drivers, ask them how business is, get any crazy stories they're willing to share. This trip, as we literally flew through traffic in various trajectories I didn't even know a cab was capable of following, the driver was a live one. By the end of the trip we were both laughing so hard our faces hurt. Than's been driving a cab for five years, and says he manages to haul around over 500 people per day. At the speed he was driving, that number is probably underestimated. He's from Vietnam, in his fifties, and has a thriving side business importing a natural Asian substitute for Viagra and selling to other cabbies and riders. I didn't believe his age at first, not by a couple decades, until he showed me his California driver's license. "You want to know how I stay so young?" "What's your secret?" I asked. "I have three wives, and working on number four." "Three in a row, or three all at once?" "All at once. One here, one in Oakland, one in Hayward and number four lives in San Jose." Than splits his time between cities, and drives a cab in each of them on a rotating schedule. I thought of the 500 people per day he chauffeurs, and how so many of them, even here in the highly liberal Bay Area, assume he's just a guy like they are, living a life somewhat similar to their own, and is probably unremarkable or he would not be driving a cab. "You have a busy schedule." "Oh, they work out my schedule. Everybody knows about everybody. I learned a long time ago, tell a woman the truth, she'll love you no matter what. If you lie to her, better hide all the guns. A woman is just like you. You mafia, she's mafia. You like to dance, she likes to dance. You like to fuck, she likes to fuck. I just tell them what I like and it always turns out they like it, too!" At breakneck speed, we pass by a couple women waiting at the crosswalk. Than points at the blur out the window and says, "You need more wives! I have the perfect plan. See, they need a husband." We pass a couple more. "Look... lonely, carrying groceries alone, probably watch television and cry all night. Even a couple hour husband would help." "Maybe they like it without a man." "Ok, some, yes, but most are crying. Here's my plan: Rent A Husband dot com. Different rates for different jobs, and if we like doing the jobs we charge less. This way, the Rent A Husbands can help lots of lonely women and the ones we fall in love with, we'll stop charging and just be their husbands!" "That's a great idea! You're going to be very rich." "So... you want a job?" Casio VL(ad)-Tone 1/26/06 23:30 - permalink - email - category: Gear While searching out replacement keys for my ailing Casio SK-1, I've edged up close to several other 80s consumer keyboards. A mint VL-Tone caught my eye and wouldn't let go, and I'm now proudly co-habitating with the first keyboard ever made by Casio. It's in excellent condition: nothing broken, no discoloration, no scratches, and it sounds freshly arrived from 1979.
The VL-Tone's funky rhythm sound was immortalized by Trio in "Da Da Da," and its baby synthesis has been used by Devo, The Fall, The Human League and Moby, among many others. For me, in my endless analysis of culture and creation as choices building upon themselves, the VL-Tone is a wormhole from the past into the present into the future. Something clicks into proper place in my heart when I source sounds from the past, sounds resonant in collective memory, the foundations of what we now hear everyday. It's a method of time travel, of helping something live in a form it was never conceived for, of growth through punctuated evolution, direct intervention in a sound's chronology. This little toy keyboard with a built-in calculator was created in a world that had no idea I would someday be processing its sound through an immeasurably more complex Max/MSP patch, on a laptop computer dwarfing the processing power of its day. I reached out to the 70s and 80s, grasped, and pulled it straight into the now. It has been sleeping in a thin vinyl case for 25 years. I'm making it young again, here in the modern world. I can tell, just by the recontextualized blips and bleeps of its output... this tiny synth is grooving on 2006. Artists Have More Fun 1/25/06 23:41 - permalink - email - category: Incantation Responding to my thoughts on being a musician and music as life in From The Air, Doug Miller writes: "I envy Vlad that. My own compulsion doesn’t manifest itself in any artistic way. Indeed I find most artistic pursuits something that I can master technically given enough time and practice, but the outcome of which will always be inferior to the efforts of anyone who has that artistic “spark” that I almost completely lack. I admire artists greatly, but will never be one." "I recognize the feeling Vlad has though, because it’s the feeling I get around organizing people and systems. Despite my best efforts I can not end up leading people, and I can not avoid creating organization. I always end up managing people and systems not because I necessarily want to, but because, like music for Vlad, it literally is who I am." Doug, for the record, you're one of us. We're all one of us, and as you point out above, it all comes down to individual expression of the same urges. What it takes to make a song is what it takes to manage an organization: knowledge, planning, perseverance. What it takes to create a great, emotionally resonant song is also what it takes to create an efficient, well-oiled and thriving organization: identification with the form you're working in as if it is yourself. The investment of self is what makes your creation breathe. It's the difference between bad art and good art, bad management and someone you'll do your best for. It's the "spark" of life. Creation is a string of choices, a branching pattern of one foot in front of the other, each step further defining the pattern. Creation is organization from chaos, and the same decision tree forms the foundation of any process, all endeavors. At some level when we are creating, we all must use the same process, no matter the perceived difference in end objectives. An artist is only different from a non-artist in one way... the non-artist has not yet realized their own areas of artistry. Everyone is a rockstar in the making. Guns 1/24/06 20:04 - permalink - email - category: Incantation I came across a small Reuters item today while scanning the morning news: Boy, 8, shoots girl, 7, at Maryland day care. These kinds of sad stories seem never-ending now, and increasing in frequency. I would prefer to live in a world without guns, without violence, without metal detectors in high schools and without the trophy heads of dead animals gathering dust on walls to prove the presence of a penis. I do not currently live there, and neither do you, so I do back the option of responsible gun ownership. Not gun ownership, but the option of gun ownership. I grew up with guns, everywhere. Thanks to a quick-thinking and armed relative, my own young life was preserved on more than one occasion. I might not be here were it not for a pistol in the house. As a kid, I knew where the guns were hidden. I knew where the ammo was. I also knew these two items, put together the right way, killed people, and that killed people didn't come back. My grandfather taught me how to shoot, and emphasized the terrible responsibility of going armed. Guns don't impart power. They don't make you forceful or accomplished because you handle them. They certainly don't make you smart. Guns, as a tool, are a concession to the continued collective ignorance and irresponsibility of our species. Every responsible adult should be disgusted by the idea they may need a gun in our civilization. If your 8 year old child can make it to school with a gun in its backpack, you have no business being a parent, and the child should be removed from your custody for everyone's protection. If your small child kills someone with a gun, you should be jailed for murder through negligence. Note to NRA members: you're one of the most powerful lobbying organizations in the United States. Instead of reinforcing the problem, why don't you step up to the plate and start throwing your muscle around like the ACLU does? I'd like to see you lobbying for laws covering responsible gun ownership. Instead of paying off politicians to endorse the right of every American, no matter how psychologically ill-equipped, to "bear arms," have your lawyers represent the victims of gun crime against irresponsible owners. Enough with the pro-gun rallying... how about some pro-responsibility action? I endorse the option of gun ownership because I endorse the idea of the responsible individual. A responsible individual may do what they will, at all times. I don't want to live in a world where people are prevented from doing the bad things they desire to. I want a world where people embody the highest possible qualities of humanity, and don't commit atrocities because they don't want to. Here's an open secret: as much as we try to disbelieve it, we are all responsible individuals. Every day we make a continued string of choices about our course through life: what shall I eat, should I go to work, I'd love to throw my coffee in that bastard's face, maybe I'll have an affair, I could swerve into oncoming traffic right now, perhaps I'll run for office, but then I would have to go up against the big scary government, I really wish I could break out of this, but I'm stuck, I've had enough, I'm making my move! The choices and the consequences are your responsibility, including the choices to trust, ask for help, offer help, teach someone, learn from someone, work together. Everything you do is your decision, and killing with a gun is no different. We can't grow a culture of smart, self-aware, responsible individuals, capable of making good decisions daily, by legislating guns away. The best we can do with laws is create a slightly safer space for development until the next irresponsible person shows up with an AK-47. The fastest way to move toward a world where guns have less influence is to teach responsibility, driving home the consequences of its lack. Responsibility works in every area. From a "culture of life" to "building affluence" to "fixing the environment" to "gun control," responsibility is the foundation on which all sustainable progress is built. When everyone is responsible, and interest in the well-being of all is shared by all because it's the best world for everyone, we'll have no need for guns. Every single person will feel comfortable exercising their option not to own a gun. We'll all be responsible enough to melt them down for garden gear. Baggini & Fosl - The Philosopher's Toolkit 1/23/06 22:54 - permalink - email - category: Read
The common conception of philosophy as a pursuit envisions a sewing circle of effete intellectuals spouting personal opinions over why one brand of mystical relativism is better than the prior. Berets are worn, and everyone dresses in black. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Philosophy is the scientific method abstracted and purified, a winnowing of thoughts and knowledge in a continuous conversation about what we are and what this is. Both pursuits have their roots in religion, the original attempt at explanation of the mysterious. Both have moved far beyond the brick walls and power restrictions of religious dogma. A little philosophy goes a long way, and in The Philosopher's Toolkit, authors Julian Baggini and Peter Fosl spread out a ton of the good stuff in a mere 221 pages. Everything is presented in clear, modern language, meticulously cross-referenced and without emphasis on dead white guys. One method rolls naturally to the next as thoughts gather steam and the "Aha!" moments build. Concepts covered include deduction and induction, axioms and tautologies. There are entries for dialectic and reduction, circularity, horned dilemmas, Hume's Fork and Ockham's Razor. It gets better moving into analytic and synthetic, entailment and implication, syntax and semantics, critique. The fun really starts when the authors tackle Gödel and incompleteness, possibility, impossibility and self-evident truths. The terms above are not used in the course of most daily lives, to our detriment. It feels good to think clearly, and the energy expended in the pursuit of honest, authentic interaction with the world is rewarded a thousand times over by a life well-lived as what you really are: a human being, right here, right now. While this book places a profound collection of conceptual tools before you, the effect this fast-paced, well-written, truly easy-to-use guide to higher rational thought will have on your daily life is the real prize for reading, re-reading and referencing again. As you read, the way you operate in the world changes. If people would cruise through this tome rather than embrace unprovable assertions to make the unknown less scary, we might live in a world vastly changed for the better. From the entry on Mystical Experience and Revelation: "Mystical experience is unreliable because it is almost always private, personal and impossible for others to test or scrutinize. Individual personal experience has proven time and again an unreliable basis for knowledge. One of the most important dimensions of establishing knowledge about matters of fact has been corroborations through testing and subjecting knowledge claims to the scrutiny of others. Mystical experience seems impossible to correct or check in this way, but without this sort of disciplining literally anything goes." From The Air 1/22/06 22:40 - permalink - email - category: Knowledge Cesare Marilungo has created a wonderful, 20 minute sandbox piece, Still Trying To Grasp The Zen Mind. It's generative music he brought to life through a custom PureData program. Listening, I began thinking about why I write music, what music is to me, and why I am drawn to specific musical terrains I most love to live inside. I find music in the world around me, every moment of every day. It's in the spinning, dopplered shards of conversations I intersect with walking through a crowd of business people. I hear it in the metal-on-metal of subway couplings working through an almost-minor scale. It speaks to me in the chaotic rumblings and surges of the Bay beneath the ferry, in the clicks and hums of appliances chattering to each other over AC circuitry, in the screech of a barista's steam-wand, in the fractal patterns of rain against the drum membrane of a window, in the slow creaks of wood as the house settles, and settles again. There are often moments where I'm reading, thinking, dreaming, and realize I'm caught up in a symphony. My foot is tapping, my thoughts flowing in a cadence or melody to fit within the larger environment. I will alter my gait unconsciously to fit the construction worker beat of heavy machinery, find myself typing in counterpoint to whatever I'm listening to, speak to someone with a song in my mind and on my tongue. I am highly synaesthetic. For me music is a very visual and textural experience. I can see the sounds breathing in space between the speakers, between my ears. Drawing a picture, with scratch of arcing pencil and sliding skin on paper, has the same effect on me as composing. For me, all creative experience has music at its core. The rhythm of life is all around us. Because music is everywhere, and I walk within it and of it, and know this... I can easily be driven crazy by not playing my part. I must give it further voice, or lament a broken instrument. My apologies and thanks yet again to all those in my life who have been near me when, for reasons internal or external, I was unable to create for extended periods. You have witnessed me at my lowest. John Lennon famously said, "Songwriting is about getting the demon out of me. It's like being possessed." In my world, I am both possessed and possessor, vessel for the idea and demon knowledge delivered from the air. I am embedded within and definer of without. I breathe in and the kick drops. I breathe out and the snare explodes. Music is the system, working together, all parts in concert, all instruments playing the part only they may play. The orchestra is our world. For me, everything is a song, and I am drawn to that which resonates. I love that which is playing in my own key. I join in the groove of the rhythm which moves me. I write music because music is what I am. Bi-Phase 1/21/06 22:08 - permalink - email - category: MaxMSPJitter Tonight I discovered processing a signal with two serial phasers can, given the proper settings, sound remarkably like wow, flutter and rhythmic physical manipulation of magnetic tape. I also discovered I can take this effect much farther. I've always been spellbound by the sound of phasers, particularly the Pink Floydian flow of the Mu-Tron Bi-Phase. Until I sat down and patched one up in Max/MSP, I had no idea how far the effect could stretch. When I drive one or both of the frequency sweeps at audible sonic rates, strange textures appear... almost like a form of synthesis I've not heard before. In this sound clip, I'm driving the first sweep at 200Hz, and the second at 1Hz: Black Strings (0:35, 44.1KHz, 128kbps, 552k) I'm wrapping my patch up as a plugin tomorrow. I can't get this sound out of my head. Casio Beat 1/20/06 23:10 - permalink - email - category: SoundDesign I've been deep in the tracks, and of course my Casio SK-1 has been with me in digital spirit. It's unable to be played, but I've sampled every noise it normally makes and then some. If you're curious about the sound of a 1980s, semi-toy synthesizer, here's the percussive part of the story. Between editing and nudging the timing on her voice tonight, my lovely assistant Vicki and I put together the following educational audio on the built-in rhythms of the SK-1. Vicki will be lending her sultry vocals to the next BlueDeceiver track out the gate, as well. Casio SK-1 Rhythm Demonstrator (0:19, 44.1KHz, 128kbps, 640k) If you would like these stomping Casio beats in high resolution audio glory for use in your own musical tracks, here's a 1.4MB zipped archive of the individual AIFFs, all cleanly cropped loops at around 123bpm. Waiting For Monome 1/19/06 23:40 - permalink - email - category: Gear I create music and video with a variety of controllers: lots of knobs, sliders, drum pads, qwerty buttons, mice, and, of course, synthesizers and keyboards everywhere. My main working programs are Max/MSP/Jitter and Live 5. All the controllers above are useful in my production methods with these two apps, but I've been wishing for something closer to perfect for what I do. The Monome 40h may be the ticket:
The above shot is cropped from a pic on the Flickr feed. The 40h is described by its developers as "a grid of internally lit tactile pushbuttons." The 8 x 8 lights are under software control, and can be uncoupled from button presses for visual feedback in any fashion. I could stay up all night describing uses for this device in my studio: sequencer, beat pad, video launcher, interactive composition tool giving me feedback on repetition count and blink-suggesting alternatives, one half of an incredible opto-theremin bank with just a bit of soldering and rigging... I've been following the Monome interface's development since the first prototype, The Box, and have been lusting after one for a good year. Not only is the 40h looking like my favorite controller for its vast functionality, its developers have designed with high-quality, environmentally conscious components and local industry. Release date is theoretically in March, so close I can already feel those 64 buttons beneath my fingertips. URLwell 1/18/06 22:35 - permalink - email - category: Gear In Contextual Link Queue I pined for a system integrated application that would allow me to queue up web links for later browsing, without leaving email to cut and paste URLs into a separate document. Tonight Mgoa Bloom pointed me to my wish almost come true. URLwell from Enigmarelle Development is a small menubar application for OS X. It does one thing, really well: storing URLs you drag and drop on it for later viewing, with a checked list to indicate visited sites.
It doesn't do contextual menus, which my RSI twisted wrists favor, but the drop down interface-on-demand is a better implementation than my original suggestion. The checked queue gives me great feedback on what I have and haven't visited yet, and there's even a leaner, more efficient preference setting for simply removing URLs from the list once they've been browsed. Bonus: I've discovered it handles any type of link, including email addresses. I can queue a list of email reminders and then work down the line. Thanks Mgoa, for remembering, and thanks Enigmarelle... this rocks! Niklas Zimmer - Here, Now 1/17/06 22:38 - permalink - email - category: Listen
Niklas Zimmer from Upland Music sent me Here, Now because he thought I would like it. He was so right. I've been listening to it repeatedly as a focusing agent, mental space-maker, and cleansing wind for a good month at this point. This sparse piece was originally created as ambient environment for eco-political installation art by Helen Meyer Harrison and Newton Harrison. Niklas combines clear ringing tones of Tibetan prayer bowls, gongs, cymbals and other metal percussion into sharp, mind shining currents. Niklas claims it can be used for relaxation, but I've found it best for a certain form of meditation. Not the kind of meditation where you surface and feel calmed and detached, but the kind where your mind is invigorated and sends shocks of "Now is the time!" through your body. The kind where consciousness coils close and ready to spring, its circuits humming with life and primed for action. The kind where when you open your eyes and view the world, you know what must be done and you do it. I've been playing it prior to studio work, and the psychological power is wondrous. I can see the space emptying, the walls becoming transparent, the air purified and alive. It's as if the moment, here, now, becomes hyper-real. As the consciousness in, of and defining the moment, I become hyper-real. Divine Retribution 1/16/06 22:16 - permalink - email - category: Exorcism Doug Miller's on a tear, as evidenced by his recent post on Ray Nagin's public foolishness: New Orleans Mayor Says God Mad at U.S. Here's Nagin, from the source Associated Press article: "Surely God is mad at America. He sent us hurricane after hurricane after hurricane, and it's destroyed and put stress on this country." "Surely he doesn't approve of us being in Iraq under false pretenses. But surely he is upset at black America also. We're not taking care of ourselves." "It's time for us to come together. It's time for us to rebuild New Orleans — the one that should be a chocolate New Orleans. This city will be a majority African American city. It's the way God wants it to be. You can't have New Orleans no other way. It wouldn't be New Orleans." I applaud Nagin for attempting to tie the Creator's anger to our presence in Iraq. While misguided, his heart is in the right place. As much as I detest the nonsense of racial separatism, I also know Nagin's impulse is for good in his statements about black America and rebuilding a "chocolate" New Orleans above. Unfortunately, any benefit which might have accrued from his statements is destroyed by the cognitive dissonance involved in selectively divining the One True God's direct intervention in human affairs whilst simultaneously believing anything you do is of your own free will. It just doesn't work that way, Ray. That's pure human egotism wishing for special attention from The Lord. Let's place the blame right where it belongs: poor planning by people, financial concerns trumping a populace's continued well-being, lack of enabling education and, yes, the belief that, come what may, "God will provide." God didn't provide, so now you blame us for invoking God's wrath when the honest answers are plainly writ in the society around you? Posit an omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent God, the kind of God most Christians believe in, elsewise they're not really Christian. The kind of God who has a hand in "the fall of every sparrow" and with a Plan for everyone. If you believe God sends hurricanes because he is angry with our actions, then you believe God does not control our actions. You believe we do, indeed, possess free will and may take actions God does not desire. If we may take actions God does not desire, then God has no power over us. By believing God sends hurricanes to the evil, or smites Israeli Prime Ministers for remaking the borders of "his land," you actually believe God is not omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent. Because if God is so high and mighty, and the universe and everything in it does proceed according to His design, then it is not possible for you or anyone else to do anything other than His will according to His plan. If all you can do is His will, why should He be angry with you? Focus 1/15/06 23:19 - permalink - email - category: Knowledge Since the first of January, even through my New Year's struggle with biological invaders, I've been focused on making 02006 The Year Dreams Walk. Tonight, driving to the South Bay, I was taken by a curious feeling. It was a wonderful evening: riding along, looking out the windows, talking. A normal night spent pursuing the normal course of things. I thought about the song I'm currently working on. Instantly, without warning, it was as if I woke from deep sleep after a span of ages. I felt the past rush forward and the future collapse into this hot moment of now, of pinpoint action and immediate self, of all possibility and potential as a singular roaring fire within. I remembered. I remembered this state as if it had never been lost. Remembered it as not forgotten, but simply set aside, looked away from briefly as I wandered into faerie time and Van Winkled my way to this spatio-temporal locus. It's walking across a stage just before the curtain rises. It's the heartbeat between placing my hands on an instrument and the sounding of a first note. It's my falling fingertips beginning a rough draft. It's Zeno's magical gap between pencil and paper as a drawing commences. It's honest awareness of my ability to deal lightning with both hands. It's the knowledge I always have been and always will be. It's the timeless immortality of youth, but only because youth have not yet lost sight of themselves. I learned tonight it continues to exist in all of us, so long as we truly live. I learned tonight 02006 will be a year I truly live. Rebeat 1/14/06 23:27 - permalink - email - category: Creation I've spent the last 4 hours of the evening chopping up drums tracks for several songs in Ableton Live. It's monotonous work, but essential for control over the individual drum sounds. I separate rhythm tracks at the recording or bounce stage whenever possible, but sometimes, because of the way I've applied effects or because of the original method of generation, it's time to slice. I have developed what I think is probably the quickest way of slicing with the most amount of discretionary control:
My Casio SK-1 1/13/06 22:40 - permalink - email - category: Gear My trusty Casio SK-1 has two broken keys: middle B and high A#. I'm crazy with electronic music-geek grief. Until these plastic ivories are restored all will not be right with my studio world. I am a confirmed hardware junky, and this particular SK-1 is the first synthesizer I placed fingers on. In the swirling mists of history, I wrote several cassettes worth of baby songs with this bad boy, at first using multiple bounces on dueling stereo tape decks, later graduating to a Yamaha 4-track once I'd become a "Serious Musician." The sentimental value this machine holds for me is absolutely priceless. I've carried the SK-1 with me through thick and thin: relationships, lack of relationships, bands, theatres, travels... it has always pulled through. It's met my blood relatives, snarling at most of them using its full 8 bit, 9.38KHz sampling capability. I've fallen asleep with it. In every track I write now, I use some piece of SK-1 sound, if just a single, manipulated percussion hit. It's unbelievable how much sonic warping can impart new life to the cheesiest 80s consumer synth sounds using a tool like Ableton Live or Max/MSP. Layering a bassline with manipulated SK-1 Brass Ensemble == seriously thick and juicy. I've thought about bending the device, but it seems somehow blasphemous to consider modification of this particular keyboard. I've no qualms about turning other SK-1s into alien noise boxes, but this one... it's my history, my present and my future. I'll soon be installing highlyliquid.com's MIDISpeak retrofit in one of my Speak 'n' Spells, and then will try their SK-1 MIDI conversion kit. Something tells me I've not truly lived until I've triggered my SK-1 from my Access Virus kb. The MIDI conversion will make the SK-1 playable again, but until I scavenge some replacement keys, it won't be whole. Roger Zelazny - Creatures Of Light And Darkness 1/12/06 23:00 - permalink - email - category: Read
As I turned, yet again, the final page of The Amber Chronicles, I was still hungry for more of Zelazny's writing. I found myself reaching for one of his lesser known works, Creatures Of Light And Darkness. Set far in the future, the Middle Worlds of Life are kept in balance by Anubis and Osiris. These two deities, governing humanity from their poles in the House of Life and the House of Death, are the perpetrators of a coup against The Prince Who Was A Thousand, Thoth Hermes Trismegistus. In this story they seek his complete destruction. Zelazny has worked such trickery with this novel, he blurs the perceptual line into fantasy while still remaining firmly in science fiction. He drops subtle hints, bits and pieces of technological explanations, as in referencing the genetically engineered canid head of Anubis... just enough to build to a realization everything he is writing about does have a technological explanation. I remember spending some time with pencil and reference sorting the actual gene manipulation it would take to fashion a son who is the father of his father, as in the relationship between Set the Destroyer and Thoth. One of the stylistic qualities I most appreciate about speculative fiction from the 60s and 70s is the adventurous, experimental nature of many writers from this era. Zelazny interspersed pages of incredibly visual, stream of consciousness hell-rides throughout the Amber Chronicles, and here he cuts between glorious prose and verse, even employing a flash of actor's script in the finale. As in all his works, Zelazny moves you to think about far more than the immediate situation: "How do you feel, Wakim?" asks Anubis. Thieves And Liars 1/11/06 21:29 - permalink - email - category: Exorcism Doug Miller linked to my download announcement for the first online BlueDeceiver track. A Kind Of Sky II was incredibly well-received. Here's what Doug had to say about the RIAA: Between Vlad, Jeffrey, and Cesare, there’s really no need for me to give money to the recording industry anymore. I’m certainly getting more of my music from these fine musicians than I am from the RIAA thugs! Doug's description is exactly what the Recording Industry Association of America has become: suing parents of children for file-sharing, forcing ISPs to turn over online traffic records and customer information, limiting your rights as a purchaser of music to methods of playback which safeguard their revenue stream, installing malware/spyware on your computer without your permission. The only other business I know of treating its customers as poorly as the RIAA does is the Administration currently holding our highest office. I will not sign to a major label, and it's unlikely I would sign to an independent unless I could be absolutely certain none of their business would go into the coffers of a major for anything: no production and distribution deals, no major sponsored tours with "established artists," no "joint artist development" farther down the line. Our entire culture is being remade by technology. The pain we're suffering at the hands of thugs like the RIAA is the tearing away of new world from old. Just as you would never believe the archaic, old world view of the Earth as flat, why should you continue to believe music must be owned and parceled out as product by giant corporations? I no longer have to write on paper to be read by thousands... why should I sell my soul to Sony to be heard? Anyone can now distribute music online to all who wish to listen. With a little more work, you can set up your own online label and sell directly to your listeners, and even enlist an independent distributor for stocking brick and mortars. Online artist cooperatives can consolidate listeners and boost potential income without a large, unnecessary corporation taking most of the pie. Semi-enlightened solutions like Apple's iTunes Store are a step in the right direction, but cannot go all the way until they are free of the failed business model of the RIAA. The parent companies behind the Recording Industry Association of America are going down, and they know it. Their current tactics are known as "gasping for air." By not purchasing their "product," we can send the RIAA a pointed message: you need to change. It's voting with your dollars. If you take half the money you would spend on a a major label CD and give it to a web releasing musician you like, you've just given culture a little freedom from its corporate overlords. Music is returning to the people. In the new world, there's no-one between musician and audience, no-one between music and you. An Unprecedented Age 1/10/06 22:26 - permalink - email - category: Futurism This afternoon I walked through The City. It could have been any large, cosmopolitan City, any place teeming with modern humans and the extensions of ourselves we've created. Looking at the people walking beside me, speaking into their communicators to other people walking in other Cities, I realized: a place like San Francisco of 02006 has not existed before. Homeward bound on the North Bay ferry, I worked for an hour on a modern miracle: a slim device with a keyboard and display screen. The face of my laptop displayed a high resolution image beamed to us from another tool sifting the sands of Mars. There are 6 billion+ people on this planet, and the weather forecast claims 9 billion likely by mid-century. This density of mind and muscle has given us possibility and power reserved for gods of the ancient world. The technologies we've created to harness and extend ourselves have bridged the divide between peoples in a fashion preceding generations could only dream of. If homo sapiens can imagine it, we may create it. Our shared languages, both spoken and otherwise, have brought home the truth of our situation as one organism, one system, one interconnected whole. Every person in the world populace is a super-powerful, multi-dimensional neuron in a planet-spanning mind. As more people are connected and learn to work together, this mind grows in ability. The LazyWeb becomes the AnswerWeb becomes the SurroundWeb becomes the ThisIsWhatYouWereAboutToAskMeWeb becomes the functionally OmniscientWeb. We live in an unprecedented age, presenting unprecedented opportunities. Grasping these opportunities means solving new problems. We'll need unprecedented answers. The past has clues for us, but not answers. It's time to create something new. Someone out there, right now, has the seed which will grow into a solution for our population problem. The makings for common sense and technological fixes for the damage we've done are already in place, it just takes the planting of this seed and the nurturing of its growth. As you read this, someone is already tending to the green change in humanity's awareness. Someone has a cure for self-doubt and the schism between ourselves and the externalized Other so many can't function without. They're putting the message into the world and fixing it in place: human animals can do it for themselves. There is no difference between within and without. Someone knows how to make responsibility exciting and energizing rather than feared. There is no blame when there are no failures. There are no failures when you work together until the task is complete. Someone knows how to stop AIDS in its tracks. Someone knows how to find parents for every child without. Someone knows how to eliminate the need for weapons. Someone knows how to reforest the world and return extinct species to life. Someone knows how to provide enough for every single person on Terra, even those who want more than they need. Someone has a plan for raising the educational values of every nation under the moon and stars. An educated populace makes better decisions about the future. They know themselves as parts of the whole rather than brief flashes of ego and survival. Someone isn't going to simply sit back and wait for the globe to collapse under humanity's weight. Someone already born and working has a foundation for moving forward, instead of back. Someone has the answers and the ability to bring them to life, right here, right now. I think this someone is you. A Kind Of Sky II 1/9/06 23:07 - permalink - email - category: BlueDeceiver BlueDeceiver - A Kind Of Sky II (5:11, 44.1KHz, 128kbps, 4.8MB) This track spans the ages in its components. The original drum sounds and pattern originated two years past in a custom Max patch. I recently rediscovered them, and their generating patch, on a small FireWire drive that had concealed itself behind a bass trap in the studio. The organic sounds in the break are the Wild Parrots of San Francisco. I caught them on mini-disc at the beginning of this very rainy season. The voice in the break belongs to an old friend, Tom Dean, who was iso booth monologing in a previous life. He was reading from Macbeth, but this is from some between verse banter. This is the oldest source material in the track, likely going back to 01997. His words, and sometimes single syllables, have been edited into a new utterance. The other voice, whispers and all, is mine. It's the most recent audio of the track, recorded just last month, and has also been manipulated extensively. The entire song is in Valloti well-temperament. From the 1700s, it's a tuning often used for harpsichord and clavichord. We don't usually hear music like A Kind Of Sky II played in Valotti, so it imparts a further strangeness. Some of the bass had to be fine adjusted by hand to make it mesh with the strings, as it was not originally tuned this way. Various drums were also slightly resonated in Valotti to help them mesh with the instruments. A Kind Of Sky II, by BlueDeceiver, is released under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.5 License. Designing Monsters, 4 x 6 1/8/06 15:40 - permalink - email - category: Vision
As a kid, I drew monsters, everywhere. My fascination knew no bounds: dark creatures, bump in the nighters, horrid beings from unknowable reaches of the vast abyss. Somewhere around seven years of age I've a very clear memory of my paternal grandmother insisting "the boy needs therapy." She may have been right. I was quite ill over the New Year, and in my fevered haze began drawing on a stack of 4 x 6 index cards I had at hand. For the first time in many years, monsters began to spring from my fingertips. It was like a family reunion. I'm not going to ask where they've all been, because I already know. My mind is an endless wonderland for their kind, and they've been... traveling. My languishing LiveJournal has been given new purpose as an online home for these daemons and daevls. Designing Monsters, 4 x 6: the first of the brood is up today. Giorgio Sancristoforo - oM 1/7/06 22:17 - permalink - email - category: Listen
Giorgio Sancristoforo, the mad scientist behind gleetchLAB, has embraced his inner mandala and released oM, a generative player of ambient music. øM surrounds you with an endless wash of seamlessly evolving sound. It's perfect for, as Giorgio says on the site, "Meditation, Reiki or Yoga as well as everybody interested in self generated ambient music." It's also great for writing, sleeping, reading, drawing. It's a masterful composition of floating-through-space automata. The sustained tones and wildlife ambiances create a very nice cocoon for these activities, a little pocket universe containing only you, your focus and øM. I'm piping it through the whole house, and I've just moved from day to night: synthetic sunbirds were whirling from room to room and now I'm encircled by a darktime orchestra of nano-crickets. I love it. Tungsten Thought Beam 1/6/06 22:35 - permalink - email - category: Incantation Great feedback has been arriving on yesterday's post, Subliminal Illumination. Christian Fromme pointed out the ethical dilemma of counter-conditioning: It seems to me like one subliminal conditioning is as bad as the other. I would be thrilled to live in a conditioning free world. I do have ethical reservations about using subliminals, and examined the issue extensively before deciding to go for it. The utilitarian in me came out the winner. Here's my basic line of reasoning: 1) These messages are a condensed version of what I would say if I had the time and circumstance to speak with each viewer individually. 2) If I did speak with each viewer individually, I would be up against the conditioning already in place by giant corporations in our money and status based culture, reinforced and feeding back through each of us daily. By slipping past complexes of guardian memes, these subliminals are likely more effective than direct conversation. 3) My own feeling is the conditioning we are already subjected to is one of the root sicknesses in Western culture. I'd like to live in a post-antidote world. 4) If I knew I was sick, I would welcome a cure, or at least a maintenance drug. My exchange with Christian produced a possible answer to my moral quandary. Before the show commences, I will tell the audience the backing video contains subliminal messages, giving them a take-home list of what they will be exposed to. It will be their informed choice to stay or leave based on what they know will enter their head if they stay. I think most will choose to stay. Christian and I were unsuccessful in coming up with an unconditioning statement. "I can think for myself" is the closest I can find, but it's still conditioning if delivered in this fashion. I'm not sure it's possible... does anyone have one? David Fine handed me an excellent twist on presentation over Kung Pao Tofu. My coding as it stands simply inserts single frames of short text in the video stream. David suggested I speed it out to the viewer one word at a time, fast-flashing through the sentence. This is a great idea, and will likely engage deeper pattern matching interest in viewers' brains. It will also allow me to use all available screen area per word. Bigger is probably better here. Jacob Appelbaum suggested another superb presentation hook: leave out crucial words in the sentences. This will be tricky, but worth it. I want to be certain the message cannot be read in a fashion other than positive, but leaving a small hole in the phrase will force a brain to worry over it and attempt to fill it in. Cesare Marilungo has given me another moment's pause with his thoughts on possibly offending viewers over controversial issues. Some of the concepts I'll be using are hot-buttons, particularly here in the United States. This raises many questions on the purpose and power of art as provocation and catalyst. I'm looking forward to further discussions, Cesare. To cap the evening, Jen Sorenson shot me an absolutely perfect subliminal message, right out of a clear blue memory: "You are enough." Thanks Jen... you really are and you always have been. Subliminal Illumination 1/5/06 23:17 - permalink - email - category: Incantation Taking a break from music tonight, I put some hours into my Jitter backdrop. I'm building for live shows this year, and will be running backing video from a second PowerBook. When your brain parses an unattached phrase, it doesn't really know the difference between external and internal origin. This is why we identify strongly with protagonists in fiction, why we replay conversations in our heads, why we have internal critics. First person statements absolutely destroy the wall. In keeping with my general view of media as extension of self, I'm working some extremely fast subliminal messages into the video stream. Big Media uses the fuzzy mechanisms of mind to keep us all off-center and spending money. When marketers speak of impressions and how many times a person has to see a logo before they remember it, what they're really talking about is how many times you must think of what they present to you before your brain absorbs and acts upon it as if it came from within. We can work against them. Here's a small sampling of my counteractive video phrases: I'll steal my life back one hour at a time Email if you have suggestions. Walking The Pattern 1/4/06 22:30 - permalink - email - category: Incantation My footsteps stretch far behind into simultaneous moments of memory and influence. Each impression of ball and five toes, rubber sole or booted heel, is a point of spin, a line of motion and angular warping. It's easy to look into the past and tease out the cause/effect/cause/effect/cause again. You can follow this binary tree quite a distance before interaction with other footsteps blurs the causal boundaries of I and Us. The past is cake. Ascertaining the patterns created by future footsteps is a different proposition. It's not an impossible problem, but requires a toolset like yet unlike the understanding of fossils and fallen empires. The past seems set, only alterable as a concept, as a present interpretation. It's closer to writing a review than creating. To create you must work from your accumulated concept of yourself as your past. Here's where it gets tricky: each thought confining/refining your concept of the past adds further steps to your progression. Every stride you take into the future becomes the past and changes the pattern you are attempting to understand and work from. It's the classic artist's conundrum. How can you step back from the piece, when you are the piece itself? You are the foot being placed on rock as another foot rises. You are the wash of ink as the stroke goes down on paper. You are the vibrating oscillation of changing waveforms. You are the breathing diagram of actions in motion. You are the living pattern of your world. We don't often think of ourselves as collections of continuing forces, whirlwinds of cause and effect. Attempting prophecy is to understand yourself as you are structured right now, and how that diagram will recontextualize in the future. There are no mistakes, only doings and learnings. There are no right or wrong steps, only motion. The past and future seem like two faces of an endless present. Why play prophet when you can simply make? I wonder as I find eye contact with strangers, as I stop to speak with friends of friends, as I spin sound and vision and time like threads of glass, where I'm walking. What territory will my path cover, what will my context be... whose areas of influence and dominion will I intersect with, and what will happen when I do? Our patterns are intertwining this exact moment, as I write, as you read. Dreiheit 1/3/06 21:07 - permalink - email - category: MaxMSPJitter It's difiicult to rank Max/MSP's positives, but somewhere very high on the list is the ability to convert your patches into VST plugins by way of Cycling 74's Pluggo environment. Pluggo basically puts a Max Runtime shell in your DAW, allowing you to run custom audio shredders inside your music software of choice. Today I refined a patch I use for audio processing and whipped up Dreiheit, version 1.0.
Dreiheit takes the incoming audio and splits it into three stereo channels, plus a fourth for the original dry signal. Each of the three effect channels is comprised of this chain:
I can specify visually all the bass/mids/highs or only thin slivers of sound, rhythmically delay these sonic slices and filter just specific notes, then shift these forward in time relative to the original. All effects have wet/dry ratio control, may be bypassed and all parameters may be automated. Mix level subsections for all three freaked channels plus the original signal are also fully automated, including mutes and solos. Dreiheit turns extremely basic drumloops into throbbing environments like this: Tomorrow I'll be adding midi control to the filtering, and then it's time to let the strings drive the rhythm section. Roger Zelazny - The Chronicles Of Amber 1/2/06 17:48 - permalink - email - category: Read
I was all of twelve when I first read the original five books in Roger Zelazny's Chronicles Of Amber. I'd just joined the Science Fiction Book Club and the Boris Vallejo covers on their dual volume omnibus edition had me spellbound. Cloaked warrior in blue jeans, wielding a blade against giant feline demons set in one of Vallejo's impossibly lush fantasy backdrops: sword and sorcery here I come! This fateful decision, based purely on a child's interpretation of a stereotypical pulp aesthetic, was one of the best I've made. I started reading and couldn't put the story down. Even at twelve I quickly realized I'd received much more than I'd bargained for. There is the one true realm, Amber, and endless images cast by this realm, called Shadow. Beyond Shadow itself is Chaos, from which all came and, if Chaos wins its hand, all will return. Everything imagined by one of the royal blood of Amber can be found in Shadow. Theirs is the power to traverse these endless worlds until enwrapping existence conforms to their every desire, conscious change by conscious change. Zelazny spins a tale of intrigue, physical and mental mastery, dysfunctional family dynamics, inherent power and reality-warping par excellence. He's a delicious, prismatic writer, always employing a few devious tricks in the telling to surprise farther in. As a child I felt the world I saw around me, the world I was embedded in each and every day, was but one aspect of a vast, endless range of possible space and place. Now, in re-reading the books which shaped me, as the greater and smaller arcs of my life fly in trajectories much like the writings of Zelazny, Heinlein and Sturgeon, I find this feeling stronger every day. Roger Zelazny himself puts in a cameo as prison guard. He's encountered by the central character, Corwin, in the dungeons deep beneath the palace. Corwin was once imprisoned here long-term, by a brother who had claimed the throne. Roger explains his enjoyment of dungeon duty to Corwin: "Good evening, Lord Corwin," said the lean, cadaverous figure who rested against a storage rack, smoking his pipe, grinning around it. This Individual And The Republik Are One 1/1/06 15:33 - permalink - email - category: Incantation Now is a moment to step bravely forward Strapping on the black and silver, It is time for the Individual to join the Republik. |
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