Scratch Pad: Vader, HDD, Terminator

From the past week

I do this manually at the end of each week: collating most of the recent little comments I’ve made on social media, which I think of as my public scratch pad. I also find knowing I will revisit my posts to be a positive and mellowing influence on my social media activity. I mostly hang out on Mastodon (at post.lurk.org/@disquiet), and I’m also trying out a few others. And I generally take weekends off social media.

▰ On a walk yesterday evening a guy passed me in the opposite direction wearing a large, faded “Darth Vader Lives” pin. Mourning takes many forms.

▰ It’s only Tuesday but I’m still listening to Thursday Afternoon (the Brian Eno album)

▰ Pedestrian of the day: guy with using his bulky feature phone as a portable speaker to play the Grateful Dead as he walked around in the afternoon

▰ I know it’s windy out, so what I don’t know is if that sound is the wind, the nearby high school’s marching band practicing, or both

▰ I got a hard drive to accommodate my ever-expanding digital music library but I accidentally got HDD instead of (silent) SSD, and I’m sure if you don’t mostly listen to super quiet music it wouldn’t matter, but that thing was making a subtle rumble I just couldn’t live with. Filed under: #ambientworldproblems.

Note: A reply from novelist Robin Sloan led to this instant transforming into being the source of this week’s Disquiet Junto project.

▰ I made a list of some writing-related software I use regularly but in the end so much of the use of software is muscle memory and intricate little settings, and the simple fact is that no setup is perfect, and you’re always iterating and adjusting.

▰ One of my favorite works of unintended public art apparently received a new paint job:

That’s a slightly different photo than the one I posted on Instagram this week. Neither capture the bright white of the wall. This is essentially the raw photo. The one on Instagram was my attempt to use filters to approximate what my eyes saw. None of which matters. Mostly I’m in it for the concept of “unintended public art.” Maybe “unintentional public art” is a better way to put it?

▰ I’m four episodes into the Terminator Zero cartoon, and so far my favorite moment is when (shortly after the start of episode three) the time-traveling villain opens its mouth wide and … makes the modem sound (and brings to mind Donald Sutherland at the end of Invasion of the Body Snatchers)

Disquiet Junto 0663: Drive Way

The Assignment: Record a piece of music that complements the hum and whir of a hard drive.

Each Thursday in the Disquiet Junto music community, a new compositional challenge is set before the group’s members, who then have five days to record and upload a track in response to the project instructions.

Membership in the Junto is open: just join and participate. (A SoundCloud account is helpful but not required.) There’s no pressure to do every project. The Junto is weekly so that you know it’s there, every Thursday through Monday, when your time and interest align.

Tracks are added to the SoundCloud playlist for the duration of the project. Additional (non-SoundCloud) tracks also generally appear in the lllllll.co discussion thread.

Disquiet Junto Project 0663: Drive Way
The Assignment: Record a piece of music that complements the hum and whir of a hard drive.

This week’s project was proposed by novelist Robin Sloan (Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore, Sourdough, Moonbound) in response to a post I made on social media about the annoying sound of an HDD drive I accidentally purchased. I had mistakenly thought it was an SSD drive. We previously did a project inspired by Sloan’s work almost exactly 7 years ago, at the end of August 2017 (more details at disquiet.com/0296).

Step 1: Either record the sound of an HDD drive or use a field recording available online, such as this one from Freesound:

https://freesound.org/people/eardeer/sounds/401271

Step 2: Consider how that drive sound, even when quiet, could be irritating if heard while one is listening to music.

Step 3: Per Sloan’s proposal, “record music to harmonize with, or play against, the whirr.” (It’s up to you if you want to include the sound of the drive along with your music.)

Tasks Upon Completion:

Label: Include “disquiet0663” (no spaces/quotes) in the name of your track.

Upload: Post your track to a public account (SoundCloud preferred but by no means required). It’s best to focus on one track, but if you post more than one, clarify which is the “main” rendition.

Share: Post your track and a description/explanation at https://llllllll.co/t/disquiet-junto-project-0663-drive-way/

Discuss: Listen to and comment on the other tracks.

Additional Details:

Length: The length is up to you.

Deadline: Monday, September 16, 2024, 11:59pm (that is: just before midnight) wherever you are.

About: https://disquiet.com/junto/

Newsletter: https://juntoletter.disquiet.com/

License: It’s preferred (but not required) to set your track as downloadable and allowing for attributed remixing (i.e., an attribution Creative Commons license).

Please Include When Posting Your Track:

More on the 663rd weekly Disquiet Junto project, Drive Way — The Assignment: Record a piece of music that complements the hum and whir of a hard drive — at https://disquiet.com/0663/

The image associated with this project is licensed thanks to a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported. It was taken by Evan Amos — whom Popular Science has reportedly referred to as “gaming’s most famous photographer” — as a part of Vanamo Media.

https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/deed.en/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Laptop-hard-drive-exposed.jpg

Mother Nature & Fate

Urban life

Today turned out to be the first weekday in easily two months when the neighboring building wasn’t having construction done, and thus the unfamiliar relative quiet naturally made the rest of the world seem that much louder, all the more so because the world kept announcing itself with harsh gusts of wind and passing emergency vehicles, their sirens turned up to 11, so not merely the distant foghorns and muffled pedestrian chatter that are the usual hallmarks — if not quite soundmarks — of the neighborhood. And the sounds on my mind weren’t merely in the present tense. Building work like this seemed unlikely, from the start, to be that of an existing tenant, and lo and behold, new tenants are expected, and with them almost certainly new sounds following new daily rhythms. Perhaps the world was extra loud today to prepare me, to lower the likelihood of whatever new sounds are soon to arrive being experienced as especially intrusive. In other words, Mother Nature and Fate can already be depended upon to keep things interesting.