June 28th, 2007 | photography
June 28th, 2007 | FeedWordPress
Warren Ellis: fuck you, barking urban fox with my bootprint up its arse
Fraction tries to understand why the new White Stripes isn’t doing anything for him. Shot through with occasional breakdowns like this one:
The next song is something about a “Prickly Thorn” or somesuch? It drones on and on until I can’t believe I’m actually still listening to it. Seriously, I thought it was some kind of mistake when I first heard it. On a second listen, I realize the mistake isn’t on MY end. “St. Andrew” starts off like John Cale playing a cover of “Baba O’Riley”. Is that Meg singing? Is she vocoded upwards? Jesus CHRIST, what the fuck is wrong with this record?
June 28th, 2007 | researchmaterial
An M2M system would enable machines to make intelligent choices, execute self-guided adjustments, and communicate with one another, all without human intervention, in a way that they presently cannot. As envisioned, an M2M intelligence system will work with a broad spectrum of machines, from wireless tools and sensors to robots, spacecraft, and computer grid systems. The goal is nothing short of machine self-dependency.
June 27th, 2007 | Uncategorized
June 27th, 2007 | people I know
Finally, money has changed hands, and Michelle Tea & Laurenn McCubbin’s excellent RENT GIRL has been optioned for series by Showtime Television in the USA. Congratulations, ladies.
June 26th, 2007 | music
A new 12 by Burial, and Boomkat have it up for streaming listening (as well as vinyl/mp3 purchase).
June 26th, 2007 | FeedWordPress
Warren Ellis: country pub dinner. Grim skies overhead. Flooding, death, cholera imminent.
June 26th, 2007 | brainjuice
Someone just sent me a message pointing out that I am now mentioned on the Wikipedia entry for Silk Cut cigarettes:
Silk Cut is the brand of choice for comic book character John Constantine, writers Warren Ellis and Tom Stoppard…
June 26th, 2007 | music
So I’m listening through the magic-mix of the week’s offerings at Piccadilly Records, and this… thing starts playing. It’s a one-minute low-bitrate excerpt of a single called “Take A Look At Your Life” (except that elsewhere it seems to be referred to as “Take A Look At Yourself”) by Bright Spark. No-one knows who Bright Spark is, and apparently only three hundred copies were made. It’s a sort of massively retarded, obscene version of “Once In A Lifetime.”
The b-side, “Valentine,” is frightening, but also features the couplet “you’re dead good at sex/and cooking me tea.” I think I like it better. Listen. I’m vaguely reminded of The Macc Lads, and their own era-defining couplet “Do you love me?/Well, I fuck you, don’t I?”
June 26th, 2007 | Work
(EDIT: #337 at 7.24pm BST. FFS)
(EDIT: Amazon.com Sales Rank: #324 in Books – 9.04pm BST. Book is now searchable in bestsellers, was #8 in Movers & Shakers, now #10. I think my agent just fainted. Someone might actually fucking buy this book.)
(EDIT: #265 at 10.30pm. We are all weirded out now.)