Collision Detection Can you think better when you're typing?
Matthew G. Kirschenbaum. Notes from Technologies of Writing Seminar
(via Jerz's Literacy Weblog)
Comments: tech writing
Inneresting point there.
On the other hand, in today's email-infested and mass-mailout world, your heart does skip a beat when you get a hand-addressed envelope containing a solid bundle of 60+gsm paper stock filled with nice cursive (joined-up) handwriting.
If it's from a girl, there be little faces for the dot in the "i" and pictures in the margins.
If it's from a boy, there'll be very nice but slightly self - conscious loops on the "y's and "p"s and at least one mention of "Mont Blanc" or "Quink".
You can't really do that with a keyboard...yet.
Posted by Nabakov at February 2, 2005 10:24 PM
no quinking on a qwerty.
It's certainly true that the handwritten is so much more exciting to receive than printed matter. A letter the better. Even the illegible.
There was a link on personality traits revealed by your handwriting here
http://boynton.ubersportingpundit.com/archives/002288.html
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 11:18 PM
Followed the writing personaility trait link above and I certaintly take major exception to the premise that my heavily looped "y's and "p"s means I like to argue. That's just so wrong.
Another 150 seconds burnt off.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 12:15 AM
btw I just followed that trail again. That bit of scanned damning handwritten evidence was submitted for a task in the old (much missed) Kaleidoscope game. I got so many points for revealing my scrawl.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 01:03 PM
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
sometime
MOJO's Top 100 Soundtracks of All Time List (via *.*)
Comments: sometime
I was keeping that poll a secret. Actually, I don't know why.
Posted by Tony.T at February 2, 2005 03:02 PM
It caught my eye because of Ipcress.
Interesting choices, but once again "all time" seems small time.
Where is Steiner? Under construction maybe.
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 03:10 PM
I've found a good soungtrack CD to be excellent writing music. You've got 40 minutes or more of music ebbing, flowing, waxing and waning around a prevailing theme, without demanding the focus of a symphony but delivering a more coherent and sustained mood than 10 or so seperate songs.
My current writing faves are the soundtracks to "Chinatown", "Bladerunner", "Once Upon A Time In Aamerica" (Did you know Leone and Morricone went to primary school together?) and "Barbarella"- which is playing now. The Bob Crewe Generation Orchestra rocks my commentating world.
Now I need to go away and put on the "Master and Commander" soundtrack while I polish the wording of Victoria's bid for the SEA 4000 Air Warfare Destroyer contract.
Posted by Nabakov at February 2, 2005 10:37 PM
Alas, I've never been able to write (or read) while listening to any music of any genre at all. Silence.
If I could, M&C would be up there. There's a bit of Bach as I recall?
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 11:28 PM
Rilly? Write in silence?
Does not compute for me. I need music, a view, animals underfoot. In fact the more distractions the better, Anything to postpone cracking open that empty screen.
Why this comment alone has just put me off writing about compenent supply chains for Tenix Williamstown for another 150 seconds, while also listening to Led Zep III and getting cat fur on my ankles.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 12:06 AM
animals underfoot: yep. (the more labrador-like the better. A terrier is too brainy and watchful. A blue heeler's pointy ears will always distract)
A view? Jury's out on that. I've read of writers getting neurotic about minimising distraction to the point of incarceration. But I do like space and light. Sun.
But Silence.
(well- the snore of a sonorous labrador was fine)
Painting/drawing/jigsaw on the other hand, needs music - and enhances listening to the nth.
I'll keep soundtracks in mind.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 12:23 AM
Y'know, its intriguing that every chat I've had with a proper-like writer (including perhaps one day m'self), and every good book I've read by writers about writers, very rapidly moves on from talking about what and why you write to how you write.
Real nuts, bolts and roots stuff. Do you set a task of 500 words a day regardless? Do you do six months research and six months writing? Do you plot it out graphically first? Longhand or word processor? Do you revise yesterday's output daily or only once you have a good draft. How do you edit a 8th draft? Work at home or rent an office?
Perhaps it's because it's such a solitary yet potentially fertile occupation, that so many writers who are serious wanna talk about the tools and not the garden. Screw the rainfall, come into my shed.
And that's another 240 seconds of postponing my paid writing work.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 12:56 AM
The Ipcress File music. It still makes the small hairs stand on end.
I can only have ambient stuff on when I work. Brian Eno's 'Discreet Music' is noodling away as I type this.
Posted by Dick at February 3, 2005 10:39 AM
It's quite a strange phenomenon, Nab, when you think about it, or lacking in essential phenomenology. I wonder how much of the genre is actually enlightening or useful.
(Though I might study a Popular Mechanics Guide to World Literature, his nibs discussed earnestly.)
I must seek out a Barry CD, Dick. I heard a bit of it at that other site and sounds fantastic.
It's a shame but I can't even have ambient.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 01:20 PM
I'm with Nabakov. I mostly blog to music. Especially soundtracks. Barry and Morricone in the main. But Elmer Bernstein and Lalo Shifrin also go good.
There's a coincidence, Dick. I was listening to Brian Eno this morning. Another Green World followed by Taking Tiger Mountain. Then Roxy Music's Siren.
PS: Fish or bird?
Posted by Tony.T at February 3, 2005 04:07 PM
I'd say bird, if I understood the question.
I'm sure I read once a study that showed concentration levels are highest with silence...
(mentioned in the best fox "People Say" tradition")
It certainly confirmed my prejudice/incapcity anyway ;)
Who knows - it could be that a soundtrack, for the reasons outlined by N, is the most compatible genre for thinking work?
But then a nice bit of birdsong would be ok too, I imagine.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 04:39 PM
"Then Roxy Music's Siren."
Snap! Listening to it right now.
A nearby CD shop had a post new year sale so I filled some more gaps in my record to CD transition, and picked up a bunch of Roxy Music albums (along with Led Zep, Iggy Pop, Elgar, Delius, Duke Ellington and Peter Sellars) that I haven't really heard in their entireity since they came in vinyl.
I'd quite forgotten there was more to "Siren" than "Love Is The Drug" (and the footsteps still sound cool on the intro) - like "Both Ends Burning" and "She Sells".
But "For Your Pleasure" is my favourite bit of Roxyarama. In fact, that whole Roxy Music/Eno/Manzanera/Fripp axis is one of my favourite art rock clusters.
Gotta go now, The Bogus Man is here to blow up my body.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 09:22 PM
Comments: sometime
I was keeping that poll a secret. Actually, I don't know why.
Posted by Tony.T at February 2, 2005 03:02 PM
It caught my eye because of Ipcress.
Interesting choices, but once again "all time" seems small time.
Where is Steiner? Under construction maybe.
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 03:10 PM
I've found a good soungtrack CD to be excellent writing music. You've got 40 minutes or more of music ebbing, flowing, waxing and waning around a prevailing theme, without demanding the focus of a symphony but delivering a more coherent and sustained mood than 10 or so seperate songs.
My current writing faves are the soundtracks to "Chinatown", "Bladerunner", "Once Upon A Time In Aamerica" (Did you know Leone and Morricone went to primary school together?) and "Barbarella"- which is playing now. The Bob Crewe Generation Orchestra rocks my commentating world.
Now I need to go away and put on the "Master and Commander" soundtrack while I polish the wording of Victoria's bid for the SEA 4000 Air Warfare Destroyer contract.
Posted by Nabakov at February 2, 2005 10:37 PM
Alas, I've never been able to write (or read) while listening to any music of any genre at all. Silence.
If I could, M&C would be up there. There's a bit of Bach as I recall?
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 11:28 PM
Rilly? Write in silence?
Does not compute for me. I need music, a view, animals underfoot. In fact the more distractions the better, Anything to postpone cracking open that empty screen.
Why this comment alone has just put me off writing about compenent supply chains for Tenix Williamstown for another 150 seconds, while also listening to Led Zep III and getting cat fur on my ankles.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 12:06 AM
animals underfoot: yep. (the more labrador-like the better. A terrier is too brainy and watchful. A blue heeler's pointy ears will always distract)
A view? Jury's out on that. I've read of writers getting neurotic about minimising distraction to the point of incarceration. But I do like space and light. Sun.
But Silence.
(well- the snore of a sonorous labrador was fine)
Painting/drawing/jigsaw on the other hand, needs music - and enhances listening to the nth.
I'll keep soundtracks in mind.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 12:23 AM
Y'know, its intriguing that every chat I've had with a proper-like writer (including perhaps one day m'self), and every good book I've read by writers about writers, very rapidly moves on from talking about what and why you write to how you write.
Real nuts, bolts and roots stuff. Do you set a task of 500 words a day regardless? Do you do six months research and six months writing? Do you plot it out graphically first? Longhand or word processor? Do you revise yesterday's output daily or only once you have a good draft. How do you edit a 8th draft? Work at home or rent an office?
Perhaps it's because it's such a solitary yet potentially fertile occupation, that so many writers who are serious wanna talk about the tools and not the garden. Screw the rainfall, come into my shed.
And that's another 240 seconds of postponing my paid writing work.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 12:56 AM
The Ipcress File music. It still makes the small hairs stand on end.
I can only have ambient stuff on when I work. Brian Eno's 'Discreet Music' is noodling away as I type this.
Posted by Dick at February 3, 2005 10:39 AM
It's quite a strange phenomenon, Nab, when you think about it, or lacking in essential phenomenology. I wonder how much of the genre is actually enlightening or useful.
(Though I might study a Popular Mechanics Guide to World Literature, his nibs discussed earnestly.)
I must seek out a Barry CD, Dick. I heard a bit of it at that other site and sounds fantastic.
It's a shame but I can't even have ambient.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 01:20 PM
I'm with Nabakov. I mostly blog to music. Especially soundtracks. Barry and Morricone in the main. But Elmer Bernstein and Lalo Shifrin also go good.
There's a coincidence, Dick. I was listening to Brian Eno this morning. Another Green World followed by Taking Tiger Mountain. Then Roxy Music's Siren.
PS: Fish or bird?
Posted by Tony.T at February 3, 2005 04:07 PM
I'd say bird, if I understood the question.
I'm sure I read once a study that showed concentration levels are highest with silence...
(mentioned in the best fox "People Say" tradition")
It certainly confirmed my prejudice/incapcity anyway ;)
Who knows - it could be that a soundtrack, for the reasons outlined by N, is the most compatible genre for thinking work?
But then a nice bit of birdsong would be ok too, I imagine.
Posted by boynton at February 3, 2005 04:39 PM
"Then Roxy Music's Siren."
Snap! Listening to it right now.
A nearby CD shop had a post new year sale so I filled some more gaps in my record to CD transition, and picked up a bunch of Roxy Music albums (along with Led Zep, Iggy Pop, Elgar, Delius, Duke Ellington and Peter Sellars) that I haven't really heard in their entireity since they came in vinyl.
I'd quite forgotten there was more to "Siren" than "Love Is The Drug" (and the footsteps still sound cool on the intro) - like "Both Ends Burning" and "She Sells".
But "For Your Pleasure" is my favourite bit of Roxyarama. In fact, that whole Roxy Music/Eno/Manzanera/Fripp axis is one of my favourite art rock clusters.
Gotta go now, The Bogus Man is here to blow up my body.
Posted by Nabakov at February 3, 2005 09:22 PM
church bank
Lileks' Post-war church architecture (via I like)
A genre I tried to describe here, when the local variants were still novelties of a strange neighbourhood.
There was no good reason churches had to cast off a thousand years of tradition and start dressing up like bank branches, but that's exactly what they did.
A genre I tried to describe here, when the local variants were still novelties of a strange neighbourhood.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
dinner
I've been following the virtual dinner party with 9 strangers/bloggers meme started by J Walk and taken up by the Presurfer and Sarcasmo...
A daunting propsect even virtually, although local experience tells me that meeting your blogroll in person can be very enjoyable.
I used to wonder how so-called sifter bloggers would converse without the aid of a hyperlink twice removed and only a tag line for show.
eg, this might be the virtual boynton sitting somewhere down the table at a virtual dinner party.
For small talk I could always take along an album of dog photos, Melbourne meteorolgical records and a box of dominoes.
Comments: dinner
Did I ever mention The Third Man?
Posted by Flute at February 1, 2005 03:26 PM
Yes, but slow off the mark, I'll only blog it after the third man mentions it. ;)
Posted by boynton at February 1, 2005 03:35 PM
Did I ever mention the Flute?
Posted by Harry Lime at February 1, 2005 03:55 PM
I couldn't hear over the Zither
Posted by boynton at February 1, 2005 04:03 PM
That bloody thing keeps following me around. I can't even have a quiet moment in the loo without Anton Karras building up to a climax with his blurred digits.
Posted by Harry Lime at February 1, 2005 04:17 PM
A daunting propsect even virtually, although local experience tells me that meeting your blogroll in person can be very enjoyable.
I used to wonder how so-called sifter bloggers would converse without the aid of a hyperlink twice removed and only a tag line for show.
eg, this might be the virtual boynton sitting somewhere down the table at a virtual dinner party.
boynton: (to no one in particular) See the woman over there, behind the man in the bowler who's talking to the part-time percussionist ... She just showed me these found vintage cigarette cards featuring obscure cricketers from the nineteen thirties.
(Pause)
I can't think of the tag...
For small talk I could always take along an album of dog photos, Melbourne meteorolgical records and a box of dominoes.
Comments: dinner
Did I ever mention The Third Man?
Posted by Flute at February 1, 2005 03:26 PM
Yes, but slow off the mark, I'll only blog it after the third man mentions it. ;)
Posted by boynton at February 1, 2005 03:35 PM
Did I ever mention the Flute?
Posted by Harry Lime at February 1, 2005 03:55 PM
I couldn't hear over the Zither
Posted by boynton at February 1, 2005 04:03 PM
That bloody thing keeps following me around. I can't even have a quiet moment in the loo without Anton Karras building up to a climax with his blurred digits.
Posted by Harry Lime at February 1, 2005 04:17 PM
Monday, January 31, 2005
cushions
I meant to post this with the Comics.
From Lovelorn How to make a Man Miserable.
The moral is
"Don't be Overneat!"
Comments: cushions
"Don't be Overneat!"
For no reason in particular, that jumped out at me. For no reason.
Posted by Tony.T at January 31, 2005 10:09 PM
Something that I don't have to really worry about.
Cushions don't jump rumpled out at me.
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 10:48 PM
A quote by Rita Rudner.
"Men who don't live with women are like bears with furniture."
Posted by Nabakov at January 31, 2005 10:59 PM
New show?
A fair eye for the Bear Guy?
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 11:35 PM
- or maybe that show already exists, I dunno...
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 11:50 PM
"I'm messy, therefore I am"
Posted by cs at February 1, 2005 10:04 AM
Yes and those Cartesians are a killer to clean.
Not to mention the co-ordinates.
Posted by boynton at February 1, 2005 10:57 AM
Are you that good slightly tipsy?
Posted by Ajax Bucky at February 1, 2005 08:16 PM
I drink a little, therefore I am?
(In January the beverages and furnishings have been soft. Rumpled nonetheless)
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 12:02 PM
Rumpled? Stilskin or of The Bailey?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at February 2, 2005 09:17 PM
Rum, cleanskin or a baileys?
pity I'm on the wagon ;)
Posted by boynton at February 2, 2005 11:09 PM
collages
Imagine a mania: that you cannot stop collecting little scraps of letter-encrusted detritus off the street; that you accumulate these cards and papers and coins and labels at home; and—and here is where the story changes—that you create a collage every day out of these little discoveries of yours and you rubberstamp the date of creation right atop of or into the structure of that collage. That was the life of artist John Evans from 1964 until the end of 2000... Words on the Street
(via Topher Tune's Times)
Comments: collages
Cool. Never heard of this guy until now.
Kinda like a tabloid Cornell.
Posted by Nabakov at January 31, 2005 10:34 PM
Yeah. I love that "West Coast" one.
"Keep this Coupon"
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 11:02 PM
glam
Although I had learned to do water stunts, I longed for a normal life.
from Lady in a Jam Glamorous Romances no. 57
The Golden Age Romance Comics Archive (via grow a brain)
from Lady in a Jam Glamorous Romances no. 57
The Golden Age Romance Comics Archive (via grow a brain)
Sunday, January 30, 2005
smooth
Sabadabada
A webpage devoted to Brazilian Bossa Nova, Balanco & Samba records of the 1960's
(via wood s lot)
Comments: smooth
Cool as. You must go and see Doug de Vries and Diana Clark. Blame it on the Bossa Nova. The Dance of Love.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 30, 2005 08:51 PM
I meant to say I used to live in the Otways, near The Girl from Weeaproinah.
http://www.bom.gov.au/climate/averages/tables/cw_090083.shtml.
Where it rains 9 months of the year and drips off the trees the other 3.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 30, 2005 08:57 PM
I like Doug, so I'll try to, FX.
Weeaproinah sounds like my sort of place.
Except drips from leaves recalls
"Except when soft rains fall
And drip from leaves, then I recall..."
And The Otways would have to be one of The places to live. Or The Bay?
One day...
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 12:13 AM
A webpage devoted to Brazilian Bossa Nova, Balanco & Samba records of the 1960's
(via wood s lot)
Comments: smooth
Cool as. You must go and see Doug de Vries and Diana Clark. Blame it on the Bossa Nova. The Dance of Love.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 30, 2005 08:51 PM
I meant to say I used to live in the Otways, near The Girl from Weeaproinah.
http://www.bom.gov.au/climate/averages/tables/cw_090083.shtml.
Where it rains 9 months of the year and drips off the trees the other 3.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 30, 2005 08:57 PM
I like Doug, so I'll try to, FX.
Weeaproinah sounds like my sort of place.
Except drips from leaves recalls
"Except when soft rains fall
And drip from leaves, then I recall..."
And The Otways would have to be one of The places to live. Or The Bay?
One day...
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 12:13 AM
Saturday, January 29, 2005
high jump
High jump at the men's athletics at the Sports Ground
Comments: high jump
How high can a man jump?
Posted by at January 28, 2005 07:30 PM
Don't know if the officials could tell you either.
They look like recreational Detectives.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 08:23 PM
They might be defective?
Posted by at January 28, 2005 09:12 PM
They seem rather distracted - or the group in the distance do. The high jump is merely a back-drop, an alibi.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:20 PM
Comments: high jump
How high can a man jump?
Posted by at January 28, 2005 07:30 PM
Don't know if the officials could tell you either.
They look like recreational Detectives.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 08:23 PM
They might be defective?
Posted by at January 28, 2005 09:12 PM
They seem rather distracted - or the group in the distance do. The high jump is merely a back-drop, an alibi.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:20 PM
Friday, January 28, 2005
art action
Bosch action figures (via bifurcated rivets)
See also : figures based on artists including Bruegel, Dali, Degas, Modigliani.
Mike Leavitt's Art Army (see the gallery)
one of a kind Art Army action figures based on famous and infamous artists
Comments: art action
Well, I'll be! I though you meant Bosch. You know, power tools. Drills, saws and things that rout, smooth and edge.
Posted by Tony.T at January 30, 2005 06:20 PM
Actually a couple of the Bosch look like Bosch numbers.
And perhaps Post-Bosch. When Tools go wrong.
Posted by boynton at January 30, 2005 07:06 PM
Meanwhile in Africa where they take a less polarised and more empirical view of the next life.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/4215923.stm
Incidentally, I've seen the actual heavenly Bosch triptych at the Prado and it is truly transcendental when you actually stand in front of the mind-fucking thing.
It's much smaller than you'd think (about the size of a big fire screen. About 4' high by 6' long) but the colour and detail still glows and bites like demon jewels - even after centuries.
I reckon Bosch baby was like Bill Blake – he had a freakish metabolism that produced its own internal LSD.
Posted by Nabakov at January 31, 2005 10:54 PM
Amazing... I hope that link gets clicked. The text is pretty good too.
The gynaecologist's model is bold, but the hammer is art. What would an undertaker choose?
"What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?"
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 11:22 PM
WOW! thank you for finding me out of the darkness and bringing me into the strange light of your blog! what a sweet little glowing gem i've found digging through the google rubble this morning! the link to the gallery has changed, it's now-
www.roqlarue.com/showpages/newton-leavitt/gallery/gallery.html
and there's more pictures of older (and not quite as cool) figures on my website-
www.artcardmike.com
thank you. i love you whoever you are!
mr.mike
Posted by mike leavitt at February 9, 2005 07:03 AM
oh! and there's no picture of the Bosch figure at the gallery website- boynton send me your email address so i can email a bosch pic to you directly- my outlook express don't work so i can't get your email address off the blog page
Posted by mike leavitt at February 9, 2005 07:08 AM
Thanks for dropping by. mr.mike.
your figures are fab.
This will go directly to that gallery
http://www.roqlarue.com/showpages/newton-leavitt/gallery/gallery.html
Posted by boynton at February 9, 2005 04:32 PM
See also : figures based on artists including Bruegel, Dali, Degas, Modigliani.
Mike Leavitt's Art Army (see the gallery)
one of a kind Art Army action figures based on famous and infamous artists
Comments: art action
Well, I'll be! I though you meant Bosch. You know, power tools. Drills, saws and things that rout, smooth and edge.
Posted by Tony.T at January 30, 2005 06:20 PM
Actually a couple of the Bosch look like Bosch numbers.
And perhaps Post-Bosch. When Tools go wrong.
Posted by boynton at January 30, 2005 07:06 PM
Meanwhile in Africa where they take a less polarised and more empirical view of the next life.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/4215923.stm
Incidentally, I've seen the actual heavenly Bosch triptych at the Prado and it is truly transcendental when you actually stand in front of the mind-fucking thing.
It's much smaller than you'd think (about the size of a big fire screen. About 4' high by 6' long) but the colour and detail still glows and bites like demon jewels - even after centuries.
I reckon Bosch baby was like Bill Blake – he had a freakish metabolism that produced its own internal LSD.
Posted by Nabakov at January 31, 2005 10:54 PM
Amazing... I hope that link gets clicked. The text is pretty good too.
The gynaecologist's model is bold, but the hammer is art. What would an undertaker choose?
"What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?"
Posted by boynton at January 31, 2005 11:22 PM
WOW! thank you for finding me out of the darkness and bringing me into the strange light of your blog! what a sweet little glowing gem i've found digging through the google rubble this morning! the link to the gallery has changed, it's now-
www.roqlarue.com/showpages/newton-leavitt/gallery/gallery.html
and there's more pictures of older (and not quite as cool) figures on my website-
www.artcardmike.com
thank you. i love you whoever you are!
mr.mike
Posted by mike leavitt at February 9, 2005 07:03 AM
oh! and there's no picture of the Bosch figure at the gallery website- boynton send me your email address so i can email a bosch pic to you directly- my outlook express don't work so i can't get your email address off the blog page
Posted by mike leavitt at February 9, 2005 07:08 AM
Thanks for dropping by. mr.mike.
your figures are fab.
This will go directly to that gallery
http://www.roqlarue.com/showpages/newton-leavitt/gallery/gallery.html
Posted by boynton at February 9, 2005 04:32 PM
Thursday, January 27, 2005
jumpers
On this sweaty day in Melbourne I followed up that found combo of orchestra and sweaters and found advice on correct Melbourne cultural attire...
What should I wear to an MSO concert?
This is also word for word and head to toe what you should wear to a concert in Detroit, Atlanta, Knoxville and the orchestra of the Southern Finger Lakes...
The MSO advice is misleading of course. It should read suits, jumpers, skirts, jeans, dresses - everything
Comments: jumpers
On such a hot and sweaty day in Melbourne , we should all go naked to a MSO concert.
Posted by at January 27, 2005 09:40 PM
Or we should go fully clothed in everything to the Bowl.
Posted by boynton at January 27, 2005 10:22 PM
For me, Wolfy Amadeus's Haffner Symphony would be a perfect piece on a day such as this - for indeed I haffner thing to wear.
(See John run. See Betty run. See Terry run ever so much faster.)
Posted by Sedgwick at January 27, 2005 10:32 PM
I'm haydn from this thread.
Too hot to handel.
Posted by boynton at January 27, 2005 10:53 PM
No cutting and running Ms B.
According to the good oil from Mr Schubert this symphony is far from finished.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 27, 2005 11:24 PM
Mr Schubert may remove his shoes.
Shoeless is fine in such non-sweater weather.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 11:06 AM
jumper, sweater, windcheater, jersey, cardigan, twin set
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 28, 2005 01:20 PM
Pull Over, FX.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 01:22 PM
(Not that I'm taking "twin set" personally , of course.)
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 01:36 PM
Point taken. fair (isle) enough.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 28, 2005 09:00 PM
I suppose at this point I should declare my vested interest.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 28, 2005 09:22 PM
I knew you were ribbing.
Or was I ribbing?
I just wanted that old joke about Pullovers (and that old word itself) to get a guernsey.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:27 PM
Oh - missed your comment there, Sedge - in the 'cross-thread.'
But it actually ties in quite nicely with my next question to FX, which was to be in regard to his declared In Vestments. (And his ties, for that matter.)
I'm interested in your vice-regal declarations, of course.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:33 PM
Ms B drops a stitch in the cross-thread but recovers and knits two together.
Casts off.
Thank you ball boys.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 28, 2005 10:49 PM
What should I wear to an MSO concert?
Wear whatever makes you comfortable. Contrary to what many people think, formal attire - such as tuxedos and evening gowns - is not required at MSO concerts. You'll see concertgoers in suits, sweaters, skirts, jeans, dresses - everything
This is also word for word and head to toe what you should wear to a concert in Detroit, Atlanta, Knoxville and the orchestra of the Southern Finger Lakes...
The MSO advice is misleading of course. It should read suits, jumpers, skirts, jeans, dresses - everything
Comments: jumpers
On such a hot and sweaty day in Melbourne , we should all go naked to a MSO concert.
Posted by at January 27, 2005 09:40 PM
Or we should go fully clothed in everything to the Bowl.
Posted by boynton at January 27, 2005 10:22 PM
For me, Wolfy Amadeus's Haffner Symphony would be a perfect piece on a day such as this - for indeed I haffner thing to wear.
(See John run. See Betty run. See Terry run ever so much faster.)
Posted by Sedgwick at January 27, 2005 10:32 PM
I'm haydn from this thread.
Too hot to handel.
Posted by boynton at January 27, 2005 10:53 PM
No cutting and running Ms B.
According to the good oil from Mr Schubert this symphony is far from finished.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 27, 2005 11:24 PM
Mr Schubert may remove his shoes.
Shoeless is fine in such non-sweater weather.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 11:06 AM
jumper, sweater, windcheater, jersey, cardigan, twin set
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 28, 2005 01:20 PM
Pull Over, FX.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 01:22 PM
(Not that I'm taking "twin set" personally , of course.)
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 01:36 PM
Point taken. fair (isle) enough.
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 28, 2005 09:00 PM
I suppose at this point I should declare my vested interest.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 28, 2005 09:22 PM
I knew you were ribbing.
Or was I ribbing?
I just wanted that old joke about Pullovers (and that old word itself) to get a guernsey.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:27 PM
Oh - missed your comment there, Sedge - in the 'cross-thread.'
But it actually ties in quite nicely with my next question to FX, which was to be in regard to his declared In Vestments. (And his ties, for that matter.)
I'm interested in your vice-regal declarations, of course.
Posted by boynton at January 28, 2005 09:33 PM
Ms B drops a stitch in the cross-thread but recovers and knits two together.
Casts off.
Thank you ball boys.
Posted by Sedgwick at January 28, 2005 10:49 PM
sweaters
I was searching for Bruch and found this review:
I hadn't heard of the "sweater period" before - but found some violinists discussing the sweater recordings here.
I rushed out to check the household'stwo sweaters four seasons and luckily it bore the stamp of matching knitwear (Karajan posing with sweater in forest on the back cover). I will try to team it with the Beethoven blue and definitely the Bruch red and tan ensemble.
What's not to like? These two concertos were recorded during Mutter and Karajan's "sweater period", when all of their album covers, whether for DG or EMI, had them wearing some sort of knitwear that they'd mix 'n match depending on whether the picture was on the front or back cover. Somehow it seems less of a fashion statement than it once did, if it ever did. Oh yeah, the music. Like I said, "What's not to like?"
I hadn't heard of the "sweater period" before - but found some violinists discussing the sweater recordings here.
I grew up as a student listening to her "sweater" recordings and I like them as much as any interpretation I have ever heard.
OK her post Karajan (sweater) days may not live up to her younger recordings but she's still very individual...
...I think I'll stick to her sweater day recordings...
I treasure my Mozart CD and will probably get a few other of the sweater recordings now.
I rushed out to check the household's
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
port o rotary
Portable Rotary Cellular Phone
Another mobile I could be tempted by.
The Pokia handset model was pretty good, but the Port-O-Rotary is quite beautiful. And it's good to view the anatomy of a Rotary phone, five of which live quietly in one of my cupboards.
(via sarcasmo)
Another mobile I could be tempted by.
The Pokia handset model was pretty good, but the Port-O-Rotary is quite beautiful. And it's good to view the anatomy of a Rotary phone, five of which live quietly in one of my cupboards.
(via sarcasmo)
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
cuation
Create your own error message via the Presurfer
Comments: caution
Brilliant. Hours of witless fun to be had when you really ought to be doing something else. That's my free hour tomorrow sorted out...
Posted by Dick at January 27, 2005 09:08 AM
Caution: witless fun. ;)
Yes I frittered away some time yesterday very witlessly.
Posted by boynton at January 27, 2005 11:05 AM
As I did today. I've got hundreds of the bastards now!
Posted by Dick at January 28, 2005 10:19 AM
Caution: there may be wit where some others can't find it
Posted by Andy F at January 29, 2005 11:48 PM
I composed dozens, Dick, around the theme of "warning: defrag brain."
And, Andy-
Caution, what some (that is, I) call wit others may see as something you might step in unwittingly ;)
btw - Just as I thought - weather rules as a rainy day blog topic.
Posted by boynton at January 30, 2005 06:52 PM
unusual
From her recordings, it is apparent that Jenkins had little sense of pitch and rhythm, quite a limited range, and was barely capable of sustaining a note. Her accompanist can be heard making adjustments to compensate for her tempo variations and rhythmic mistakes. Nonetheless, she became tremendously popular in her unconventional way...
Despite her patent lack of ability, Jenkins was firmly convinced of her greatness.
Florence Foster Jenkins at a List of people widely considered eccentric
From Wikipedia:Unusual articles (via Waxy)
The Timeline of fictional historical events is interesting, as is
The Discussion on Timeline of fictional historical events - Votes for Deletion
# Delete...The ability to cross-correlate fictional historical events from multiple different timelines is of no encyclopedic value that I can fathom...
# Keep. I see no problem with Wikipedia having such lists.
# Keep. It keeps them from crayoning on the walls.
Comments: unusual
A Melba disciple who took the challenge "to sing 'em muck" to a new level - and all on the highwire without a safety note.
(Though she did ignore her mother's advice about not running with C sharps.)
Posted by Sedgwick at January 25, 2005 04:23 PM
was that when she was A Minor?
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 04:31 PM
... and when she was soubreto in residence at the "Treble Clef" coffee lounge.
http://www.eqcafebar.com.au/history/history.html
Posted by Sedgwick at January 25, 2005 05:54 PM
And did the Scales ever fall from the eyes?
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 07:39 PM
... only tears, when she filled in for La Stupenda as Glaucoma in "Lucia de Lacrima" and slayed them in the aisles with her performance of the ironically titled aria, "Regnava ne silenzio" ("Enveloped in silence").
Posted by Sedgwick at January 25, 2005 08:15 PM
."..Despite her patent lack of ability.."
How does one patent one's lack of ability?
Posted by Francis Xavier Holden at January 26, 2005 01:05 AM
I should be so lucky.
Posted by boynton at January 26, 2005 10:26 AM
Sunday, January 23, 2005
something
from the top 100 words used in popular blog titles - what do you call your blog
87. site
88. days
89. dream
90. john
91. thinking
92. have
93. left
94. road
95. something
96. lost
97. project
98. into
99. media
100. where
via J walk
Comments: something
Now that's a very thought-provoking piece of online gestalt hunting and gathering.
Striking how many of the terms nod towards travel, the temporal or the transcendental.
But why is Rex Hunt assembling this list?
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 08:48 PM
Yes, and the 3 t's are reminiscent of the name of an absent blog.
And the 3 T's are also the medium defined?
Rex Hunt? Harvests and tails - or am I dumb?
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:21 PM
J-Walk's piccie is wot I was referrin' to Huntwise.
Get optical baby!
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:49 PM
Well I can't see Rex in the other piccie at all.
Where are the bin-ocolars (as Jack Dyer might have said)
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 12:00 AM
- at the football, that is.
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 12:03 AM
87. site
88. days
89. dream
90. john
91. thinking
92. have
93. left
94. road
95. something
96. lost
97. project
98. into
99. media
100. where
via J walk
Comments: something
Now that's a very thought-provoking piece of online gestalt hunting and gathering.
Striking how many of the terms nod towards travel, the temporal or the transcendental.
But why is Rex Hunt assembling this list?
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 08:48 PM
Yes, and the 3 t's are reminiscent of the name of an absent blog.
And the 3 T's are also the medium defined?
Rex Hunt? Harvests and tails - or am I dumb?
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:21 PM
J-Walk's piccie is wot I was referrin' to Huntwise.
Get optical baby!
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:49 PM
Well I can't see Rex in the other piccie at all.
Where are the bin-ocolars (as Jack Dyer might have said)
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 12:00 AM
- at the football, that is.
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 12:03 AM
love for sale
I'd been feeling essentially unhip associating with certain nursing home songs and was looking for things about associative memory. I found a link that explained in webspeak the neuroscience, and then lost it. But today I landed at this site about memory and branding:
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom. Anchors aweigh, eh.
The core concept of branding is rooted in behavioral psychology and neuroscience. In short, the actual process of branding is the result of using echoic memory recall (the memory of things heard) to implant an associative memory (a new memory you create with your specially created branding message), that has become linked to a positive memory already anchored in the individuals mind, and then recalling that anchored memory on demand (and thus the desired response), with a recall cue or stimulus (your branding ad which is the associative memory now linked to the anchored memory...
A desirable anchored memory can be that of a very pleasant feeling (love, security, social acceptance, extreme joy, high accomplishment, etc). An associative memory must be created through consistency and massive repetition (at least 3 times per week, 52 weeks per year, over at least a one year period) using powerful, emotional words, sometimes unusual words in unusual combinations, that break through the competitive advertising clutter to stimulate the mind in such a way that the words are tied into, or linked to the anchored memory.
Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom. Anchors aweigh, eh.
associative
why then Over the Rainbow?
for me the associative memory
is of my sister playing Dorothy
in a local Wizard of Oz
singing those plaintive words
with bluebirds around the house
when I was about five
and under the spell
of lime, pantomime
home
Comments: associative
Is bluebirds in Oz? You have written this?
If we was in a pub and you did that I'd buy yiz a schooner.
Posted by bucky vernaculo at January 23, 2005 05:51 PM
'Cheers' ;)
Posted by boynton at January 23, 2005 07:15 PM
So you done the "Dark Side of the Moon" thing yet with "The Wizard of Oz"?
A bunch of us did once and, yes, it's fucking uncanny and seriously spooky how they sync together, once you get the initial cue right.
We need more weirdness in our lives like that.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 09:16 PM
Not yet.
Will it buy me any cred?
(Now I'm so much in the cred red.)
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:30 PM
While I don't really agree with the theories/backstories advanced here...
http://www.ingsoc.com/waters/info/oz.html
...their cues are spot on and, if followed properly, will deliver some uncanny home entertainent.
The need for weed will enhance yer experience if yer that way inclined - but it is pretty damn freaky anyway without psychoactive enhancement.
Trust me, I was rusticated from art college.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:58 PM
Thanks - must do it.
So many DSOTM synch links, darks side/s of Yellow Sub and Dr Strangelove appeal -
but what pictures can I synch to say Andy Williams, or TJB?
Or What soundtrack might synch pleasantly with "The Enchanted Cottage?" or "Now Voyager?"
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 03:03 PM
for me the associative memory
is of my sister playing Dorothy
in a local Wizard of Oz
singing those plaintive words
with bluebirds around the house
when I was about five
and under the spell
of lime, pantomime
home
Comments: associative
Is bluebirds in Oz? You have written this?
If we was in a pub and you did that I'd buy yiz a schooner.
Posted by bucky vernaculo at January 23, 2005 05:51 PM
'Cheers' ;)
Posted by boynton at January 23, 2005 07:15 PM
So you done the "Dark Side of the Moon" thing yet with "The Wizard of Oz"?
A bunch of us did once and, yes, it's fucking uncanny and seriously spooky how they sync together, once you get the initial cue right.
We need more weirdness in our lives like that.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 09:16 PM
Not yet.
Will it buy me any cred?
(Now I'm so much in the cred red.)
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:30 PM
While I don't really agree with the theories/backstories advanced here...
http://www.ingsoc.com/waters/info/oz.html
...their cues are spot on and, if followed properly, will deliver some uncanny home entertainent.
The need for weed will enhance yer experience if yer that way inclined - but it is pretty damn freaky anyway without psychoactive enhancement.
Trust me, I was rusticated from art college.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:58 PM
Thanks - must do it.
So many DSOTM synch links, darks side/s of Yellow Sub and Dr Strangelove appeal -
but what pictures can I synch to say Andy Williams, or TJB?
Or What soundtrack might synch pleasantly with "The Enchanted Cottage?" or "Now Voyager?"
Posted by boynton at January 25, 2005 03:03 PM
Friday, January 21, 2005
my music
Watching Walk On By last night and shedding the odd tear over Over the Rainbow confirms I am well over the hill or still overly sentimental.
Today searching for a good midi among the many bad I found this collection at Heart and Soul Music Providing Quality Music For Nursing Homes which has samples of Piano Accompaniment, and a few featured songs like Danny Boy where you can find your key. I worked backwards until I found I was in fact Female Unaccompanied G
(well - Female without melody - but that's not for me to say)
and of course we're always up for a Pianola Party
Comments: my music
Music For Nursing Homes?
Are you that far gone, Boynton?
Posted by Norabone at January 21, 2005 07:10 PM
Hey - don't knock the rock, Nora.
You should check out "I've got you Under My Skin"
A nice version for karaoke.
(As featured in The Singing Detective ;) )
Posted by boynton at January 21, 2005 07:25 PM
Norabone and Boynton: The Singing Defectives.
Scurries ....... off.
Posted by Tony.T at January 21, 2005 08:20 PM
Sadly Dem Bones dem bones - they refuse to sing with Boynton now.
I'm Always Chasing Marlows, myself.
Actually I only like about a dozen of those to sing, and Danny Boy. But that's enough for a Party.
I think my next party will have a singing directive.
Posted by boynton at January 21, 2005 09:23 PM
A trip down memory lane,what about Moonriver
(breakfast at Tiffany's)always brings a tear to my eye.
Posted by at January 22, 2005 11:13 AM
"Moonlight Serenade" seems to be the closest there.
Posted by boynton at January 22, 2005 01:06 PM
I choose to leave the room. It's my Singing Elective.
Posted by Tony.T at January 23, 2005 07:10 PM
You make me sing and I'll become the Singing Dejective.
Posted by Tony.T at January 23, 2005 07:11 PM
as long as there's no singing invective.
Posted by boynton at January 23, 2005 07:17 PM
One of the cartoons festooning the walls of my day job den shows a chustle of vintage ladies at an old folks home, gathered round the piano for a good old singalong.
The sheet music in front of the distingushed old ivory tickler preparing to bash the keys, clearly reads ""Closer" by 'Nine Inch Nails'" and the speech bubble has one old dear saying to another: "You'll like this one Agnes. It's about animals."
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 09:03 PM
Tittering Into My Hankie.
I'm inching closer to that old dear scenario every day.
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:26 PM
Well right now I'm listening to Paul Mauriat's "Love Is Blue" - Pan Am's main take-off sedation muzak when they were flying 707s across the cocktail green Pacific.
Could I get any cooler? I don't think so.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:41 PM
Another sister, (not Dorothy) used to sing that song around the house. True.
Can't recall if it had a sedative effect.
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:54 PM
Love is Blue rocks!
I hope you were toting your little blue & white travel-bag, Nab.
Posted by Tony.T at January 26, 2005 05:45 PM
Take Two: Love Is Blue
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0250479/
Posted by Tony.T at January 26, 2005 05:48 PM
I have one of those little blue and white bags in my collection, waiting to be toted.
Posted by boynton at January 26, 2005 06:45 PM
Today searching for a good midi among the many bad I found this collection at Heart and Soul Music Providing Quality Music For Nursing Homes which has samples of Piano Accompaniment, and a few featured songs like Danny Boy where you can find your key. I worked backwards until I found I was in fact Female Unaccompanied G
(well - Female without melody - but that's not for me to say)
and of course we're always up for a Pianola Party
Comments: my music
Music For Nursing Homes?
Are you that far gone, Boynton?
Posted by Norabone at January 21, 2005 07:10 PM
Hey - don't knock the rock, Nora.
You should check out "I've got you Under My Skin"
A nice version for karaoke.
(As featured in The Singing Detective ;) )
Posted by boynton at January 21, 2005 07:25 PM
Norabone and Boynton: The Singing Defectives.
Scurries ....... off.
Posted by Tony.T at January 21, 2005 08:20 PM
Sadly Dem Bones dem bones - they refuse to sing with Boynton now.
I'm Always Chasing Marlows, myself.
Actually I only like about a dozen of those to sing, and Danny Boy. But that's enough for a Party.
I think my next party will have a singing directive.
Posted by boynton at January 21, 2005 09:23 PM
A trip down memory lane,what about Moonriver
(breakfast at Tiffany's)always brings a tear to my eye.
Posted by at January 22, 2005 11:13 AM
"Moonlight Serenade" seems to be the closest there.
Posted by boynton at January 22, 2005 01:06 PM
I choose to leave the room. It's my Singing Elective.
Posted by Tony.T at January 23, 2005 07:10 PM
You make me sing and I'll become the Singing Dejective.
Posted by Tony.T at January 23, 2005 07:11 PM
as long as there's no singing invective.
Posted by boynton at January 23, 2005 07:17 PM
One of the cartoons festooning the walls of my day job den shows a chustle of vintage ladies at an old folks home, gathered round the piano for a good old singalong.
The sheet music in front of the distingushed old ivory tickler preparing to bash the keys, clearly reads ""Closer" by 'Nine Inch Nails'" and the speech bubble has one old dear saying to another: "You'll like this one Agnes. It's about animals."
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 09:03 PM
Tittering Into My Hankie.
I'm inching closer to that old dear scenario every day.
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:26 PM
Well right now I'm listening to Paul Mauriat's "Love Is Blue" - Pan Am's main take-off sedation muzak when they were flying 707s across the cocktail green Pacific.
Could I get any cooler? I don't think so.
Posted by Nabakov at January 24, 2005 11:41 PM
Another sister, (not Dorothy) used to sing that song around the house. True.
Can't recall if it had a sedative effect.
Posted by boynton at January 24, 2005 11:54 PM
Love is Blue rocks!
I hope you were toting your little blue & white travel-bag, Nab.
Posted by Tony.T at January 26, 2005 05:45 PM
Take Two: Love Is Blue
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0250479/
Posted by Tony.T at January 26, 2005 05:48 PM
I have one of those little blue and white bags in my collection, waiting to be toted.
Posted by boynton at January 26, 2005 06:45 PM
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