A playlist of Ryu Hankil, Luc Ferrari and Luca Miti with the occasional crazy cat noise while I read about musique concrete on Encyclopedia Britannica and Wikipedia before writing a short bit comparing the two. Now I’m finishing up the Luca Miti album while I read about the social vs semantic web and HAVE I MENTIONED I LOVE SCHOOL?
god I’m such a nerd.
I started library school a few weeks ago. Why don’t I talk about it!
Dinner of chili in an acorn squash bowl with some vegan sour cream and shredded vegan mozzarella (because the cheddar is gross). A bottle of Allagash Odyssey, aged in oak barrels.
(originally there was a picture but it did not portray the majesty of my dinner, so it is gone)
While the music itself is beautiful and ominous, one of my favorite parts of listening to pappelallee 5 is how difficult it is to tell which sounds are coming from outside Andrea Neumann’s apartment and which sounds are coming from outside mine. This record inhabits an apartment in ways not many others do.
(Wherein I write a lot of words about music without any conclusion reached)
At the Amplify Festival in Tokyo in 2008, Keith Rowe played four sets over three days, three duos and a solo set. Over the course of ‘08 and ‘09 Jon released all of them. Three of the sets were released on their own and the fourth is part of Contact, the double disc release with Sachiko M. I couldn’t remember which track from Contact was the live set so I just made a playlist of my lossless copies of the Rowe/Unami live set, the Rowe solo set, the entirety of Contact and Rowe/Nakamura live set. About halfway through my listening Jon tipped me off to the fact that Oval on Contact was the live set, so my final playlist wasn’t just live sets from the festival, it included the first track from Contact as well :
Keith Rowe/ Taku Unami - erstlive 006
Keith Rowe - erstlive 007
Keith Rowe / Sachiko M - Square and Oval from Contact (Oval was the live set)
Keith Rowe / Toshimaru Nakamura - erstlive 008
The philosophy I’m ACTUALLY interested in is probably called realism about bedtimes.
And with that I’m going to go listen to One Day and call it a later than usual night.
Sometimes I forget how great this band was, then I remember and everything seems better.
Back a few months ago I was telling Laura about speculative realism and object oriented philosophy. How these two ideas have excited me in ways philosophy never has before. Laura suggested we write together and I decided that was a brilliant idea.
We’ve officially started and it’s up at thinking with. Object Lesson is our back and forth, and is the first of what I think will be many dialogues between Laura and others. She posted her first piece in the middle of January and my probably overlong reply went up a few days ago. We’ll go back and forth, each writing once a month for six months.
It was gratifying to write about this sort of stuff outside of school. Mainly it just felt great to use all those bits of my brain that I never seem to use anymore. I’m not sure I said anything new, but my hope was really just to be clear. I guess others can judge that. Regardless, you should probably go and read. It would make me happy.
Dinner was fresh sun dried tomato pasta (disappointingly flavorless in terms of sun dried tomato flavor, but still good) with an (I’d hesitate to call it this really) alfredo sauce with chicken strips and broccoli. It didn’t taste anything like a non-vegan version, don’t get me wrong. The sauce was sweeter than an alfredo for one, but I’m pretty happy with it. I didn’t think I had an actual meal in me tonight.
Drank the last of my Allagash along with it. The Curieux, bottled in Dec. ‘09. This is easily my favorite of the Allagash’s. An incredibly rich Belgian tripel aged in oak bourbon barrels. It’s sweet and syrupy at first but the finish is hoppy with a lingering spice. I know, I know, I’m a pretentious nerd; but it really is an amazing beer.
Ticking sounds and The Shock Doctrine will keep me company for the night.
Also, I made a second candle today, far more red, and hopefully more scent-y. Due to a sad and distinct lack of Devon (and her camera), there are no pictures. You’ll just have to trust me.
Yesterday: Dinner was a simple salty stir-fry with tofu and zucchini alongside some frozen gyoza with one of Allagash’s tribute brews, the Hugh Malone.
Today: Breakfast was some blood orange sorbet and coffee while walking with Alice and talking about dysphoria (you may not have known it Alice, but we were.)
Lunch was pizza made with a pre-made cornmeal crust, three yellow tomatoes on the vine, some olive oil, some salt and garlic, some FYH mozzarella and about 12 minutes in the oven.
Dinner will probably greatly resemble dinner yesterday but tonight I’ll have the Allagash Fluxus, made with sweet potato and pepper.
Food might end up playing a bigger role in the future of this part of the internet.
Not quite sure how to make sense of a loss that’s not a loss, but is. I’m thinking distraction is my best bet.
