Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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Marco Barbon



i like this variation on an open window. not what you’d expect.

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How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.

Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via thebentworld)
I’m not too enticed with it," said Mulloy, when asked his opinion of pro tennis in the 21st century. "The game has changed. There’s no net play, and that’s because the balls has less fuzz on them, and they go throughout the air faster, bounce higher, making it more difficult to get to the net. It used to be you had to end up at the net on every point to win. Now, you just stay back, have long rallies until someone makes a mistake.

Gardnar Mulloy turned 100! We went to his birthday! 


http://espn.go.com/tennis/story/_/id/10011290/tennis-true-living-legend-gardnar-mulloy



I wonder what it’s like to have a news article written about your entire life every time you have a birthday. 

Friday, November 15, 2013

audio landing page style ideas


http://500px.com/photo/28993175

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so these are ways to zoom in on photos and also do carrousel without the terrible side arrows. ugh so tired of those arrows. 

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so these are ways to zoom in on photos and also do carrousel without the terrible side arrows. ugh so tired of those arrows. 

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So this is an interesting way to record. 
Last photo is the band live to compare setups. 

it’s that time of year again when my hair is driving me crazy. 
going to go pretty short this time…

convincing donate



via http://jacobinmag.com/

Seriously the best FAQ I’ve ever seen. 



Also noticed that the sticky nav that’s the same color makes it feel less obtrusive. 



https://onlycoin.com/support/faq/

Tibetans try to see death for what it is. It is the end of attachment to things. This simple truth is hard to fathom. But once we stop denying death, we can proceed calmly to die and then go on to experience uterine rebirth or Judeo-Christian afterlife or out-of-body experience or a trip on a UFO or whatever we wish to call it. We can do so with clear vision, without awe or terror. We don’t have to cling to life artificially, or to death for that matter. We simply walk toward the sliding doors. Waves and radiation. Look how well-lighted everything is. The place is sealed off, self-contained. It is timeless. Another reason why I think of Tibet. Dying is an art in Tibet. A priest walks in, sits down, tells the weeping relatives to get out and has the room sealed. Doors, windows sealed. He has serious business to see to. Chants, numerology, horoscopes, recitations. Here we don’t die, we shop. But the difference is less marked than you think.

Don DeLilo, White Noise (via z-bra)

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Monday, November 11, 2013

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"there is no expectation that people can enjoy, engage, or value something directly, especially art, religion, politics— the expectation is that we need an intermediary, an “expert”, someone who really understands these things.  T-Mobile is offering you the chance not to experience art more directly— which they know is impossible and anyway not that important to anyone—  but to become that intermediary, to derive identity from that role.”



via @thelastpsychiatrist

Friday, November 8, 2013

Lou and I played music together, became best friends and then soul mates, traveled, listened to and criticized each other’s work, studied things together (butterfly hunting, meditation, kayaking). We made up ridiculous jokes; stopped smoking 20 times; fought; learned to hold our breath underwater; went to Africa; sang opera in elevators; made friends with unlikely people; followed each other on tour when we could; got a sweet piano-playing dog; shared a house that was separate from our own places; protected and loved each other. We were always seeing a lot of art and music and plays and shows, and I watched as he loved and appreciated other artists and musicians. He was always so generous. He knew how hard it was to do. We loved our life in the West Village and our friends; and in all, we did the best we could do.



Like many couples, we each constructed ways to be – strategies, and sometimes compromises, that would enable us to be part of a pair. Sometimes we lost a bit more than we were able to give, or gave up way too much, or felt abandoned. Sometimes we got really angry. But even when I was mad, I was never bored. We learned to forgive each other. And somehow, for 21 years, we tangled our minds and hearts together.



It was spring in 2008 when I was walking down a road in California feeling sorry for myself and talking on my cell with Lou. “There are so many things I’ve never done that I wanted to do,” I said.



"Like what?"



"You know, I never learned German, I never studied physics, I never got married."



"Why don’t we get married?" he asked. "I’ll meet you halfway. I’ll come to Colorado. How about tomorrow?"



"Um – don’t you think tomorrow is too soon?"



"No, I don’t."



Laurie Anderson remembers Lou Reed. via Rolling Stone
You need to try to master the ability to feel sad without actually being sad.

 Mingyur Rinpoche via Laurie Anderson

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Susumu Yagi


Thursday, November 7, 2013

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some serious beatles influence in this one.

One recognizes one’s course by discovering the paths that stray from it.

Albert Camus - Wikiquote (via alecresnick)

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

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Some ethio jazz sounds at the end!

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

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I get depressed if I’m not making music. For the duration of my break from music, I was mildly depressed. I felt that there was “no time” for anything but work and duty, and I had a despairing attitude about it. However, it’s amazing how much energy a creative endeavor can bring. It can often give more than it takes. I squeeze practicing in between dinner and bedtime. My daughter and my husband play games and read books while I belt it out in the basement. It’s roughly an hour a day of rehearsing, but it’s enough to see a gradual improvement, and I come upstairs energized and happy. Music is self-centered in a healthy way for me because it’s introspective and meditative. It has to happen alone and at the expense of other duties. But it brings more vitality to my life and home than, for instance, a clean kitchen could bring. One notable difference for me now is that I have a partner who picks up the slack and with whom I share this experience. That makes it more communal– in fact, that makes it possible. I wouldn’t be doing this without Seth. I agree with you in the sense that the life of a solo artist can be very unhealthy and isolating. You’re holed up in a messy house with empty pizza boxes and tangled-up cables, and you don’t want anyone to come over and see the mess.

Shannon Stevens on music making in an interview with Sufjan Stephens
The hardest period in life is one’s twenties. It’s a shame because you’re your most gorgeous, and you’re physically in peak condition. But it’s actually when you’re most insecure and full of self-doubt. When you don’t know what’s going to happen, it’s frightening.

Helen Mirren, quoted in Esquire’s “What I’ve Learned”  (via aquilum)



I had exactly this thought, so great to be validated by Helen Mirren :.)