I do this manually each Saturday, usually in the morning over coffee: collating most of the tweets I made the past week at twitter.com/disquiet, which I think of as my public notebook. Some tweets pop up sooner in expanded form or otherwise on Disquiet.com. I’ve found it personally informative to revisit the previous week of thinking out loud. This isn’t a full accounting. Often there are, for example, conversations on Twitter that don’t really make as much sense out of the context of Twitter itself. And sometimes I tweak them a bit, given the additional space. And sometimes I re-order them just a bit.
▰ I love the readymade poetry of the “notable deaths” page on Wikipedia.
Egyptian film producer and production manager
Italian hotelier, heart attack
▰ This is some next generation interface that seems to being tested on Twitter. I see it on occasion. Among the weird things about the now five arrows (count ‘em) is the one that seems to mean “I like it” turns red when you click on it, and the red looks more like the Defcon level has gone up.
After a while, even the word ballon starts to look like an arrow.
▰ Based on a recent show at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, I can confirm that seeing an outdoor production of The Tempest during pouring rain qualifies as an immersive theater experience. One of my fellow attendees called it “method viewing.”
▰ I love how much The Expanse focuses attention on how the ships sound. The immediate context for this moment, from the ninth book in the series, is just how much death and destruction is occurring around the protagonists.
▰ IKEA teamed up with Swedish House Mafia to make a turntable and a desk. When you think about it, isn’t Ikea the Swedish House Mafia? (engadget.com)
▰ Been down a rabbit hole for a couple weeks. Apparently YouTube has more on it than live videos of John Fahey and Bill Frisell. Who knew? means seriously. Whew. Just breathtaking stuff, Fahey in 1981.
Jetpacks, a talking monkey, capricious gang leaders, child endangerment, full-on societal collapse — children’s TV in the mid-1970s was awesome. I revisited the short-lived series Ark II for hilobrow.com. The piece begins:
A year before the arrival in theaters of a movie we’d come to call A New Hope, CBS broadcast the serial Ark II, now a mere 15-episode footnote from the Golden Age of Saturday morning television. While our current cultural moment, a Golden Age of Golden Age reboots, has arguably run its course, I’d sure welcome an opportunity to revisit and perhaps revise this short-lived bit of just-pre–Skywalker science fiction. I, then age 10, wouldn’t learn to regularly employ the four syllables that constitute “millennium” for another 12 months, but Ark II was already set a full half millennia in the future — 2476! — on an Earth so devastated by societal collapse that it could almost pass for the desert planet of Tatooine.
Not music-related, but wanted to mention it here. Read in full at:
I’d certainly like not to have to wait until whenever in the human future it is that the ninth book of the Expanse series takes place for this to be actual UI for voice dictation. There’s another voice-activity comment a little after this one, making me wonder if at least one of the authors, Daniel Abraham and Ty Franck (dba James S. A. Corey), usesd voice dictation while writing these books.
The final volume of the nine-book (not counting novellas, comics, and six-season TV show) Expanse series was high on my list for end-of-2021 reads. But as the release dates overlapped, I put the final book in the three-volume Jade series by Fonda Lee first, and after it was done, I just wanted to delay the end of another series I’ve spent so much time with. I started volume nine, Leviathan Falls, a few months ago, but still wasn’t ready to say goodbye, so I put it down. It would never be a short goodbye, anyhow, as the book weighs in at 528 pages. I finally started again at the end of May, which meant re-experiencing this moment early on, when Naomi Nagata explores the ship, the Rocinante, that has carried her and her crew mates through so many adventures. She does so by listening, and by doing so, sensorially brings the reader, as well, into the hull for one last trip.
I do this manually each Saturday, collating most of the tweets I made the past week at twitter.com/disquiet, which I think of as my public notebook. Some tweets pop up in expanded form or otherwise on Disquiet.com sooner. It’s personally informative to revisit the previous week of thinking out loud. This isn’t a full accounting. Often there are, for example, conversations on Twitter that don’t really make as much sense out of the context of Twitter itself.
▰ Briefly went down a Chapman Stick rabbit hole on YouTube and have probably destroyed my home page’s algorithmic recommendations for the next month.
▰ This week we’re making “minimally viable music,” such as this bit of audio-emitting code one participant committed. (Listen on llllllll.co.)
▰ In my Algorithm-served ads this week was one for “syringe tin solder paste,” so clearly I’m doing something correctly.
▰ Novels I finished reading, 2022, #6: Becky Chambers’ The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet: very fun multi-species, feelings-on-your-sleeve, family-you-choose sci-fi about a tight spaceship crew finding its way through the universe and through life. I’ll be reading the sequel for sure. (In fact, I’ve already started.)
▰ Weekend plans if you need ’em:
Find unfamiliar records produced by whoever produced a favorite of yours.
Sort your albums in the order you obtained them.
Listen to an album straight through while you just, you know, sit there. 🤯