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It’s not about me getting old. Honest.

Posted in Family, Music, Podcasts, Radio on December 5th, 2007

Nintendo Surgeon from xkcd

I was listening to a recent podcast from Steve Lamacq’s “In new music we trust” program where he was interviewing the Video Nasties. At one point Lamacq asks them how they got turned on to all these classic punk recordings as kids. It was from going through their dad’s record collection!

When I went through my Dad’s record collection, I was discovering excellent jazz from the 40’s and 50’s, as well as brilliant stuff from Mort Sahl and Tom Lehrer. Other kids my age might have reasonably found early recordings of Elvis and classic 50’s R&B, blues, or country.

For Sub-Evil Boy’s generation, this is how they might find the Sex Pistols and Siouxsie And The Banshees.

Now I definitely need to go lie down.

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After this, I may have to go lie down

Posted in Music, Podcasts, Radio on November 30th, 2007

Listening to a podcast of a concert by Art Brut as part of NPR’s Live Concerts series. I didn’t know anything about these folks, but this is a total blast of loud, punk fun. Silly, strange, and definitely bad for your hearing.

A complete hoot, really :-). I’m definitely in favor!

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3 for the Festive 50

Posted in Events, Music, Radio on November 30th, 2007

Cover of Tessuti by Paolo Angeli
The wonderful John Peel used to organize the Festive 50 each year, where listeners would vote for their 3 favorite songs of the year, restricted to songs that Peel had actually played on his radio show. The results would be tallied, and he would then play the 50 top vote getters over two consecutive nights in late December. These were some amazingly great shows, and I can’t begin to recount how many of my favorite songs I first heard via his Festive 50 shows.

The folks at Dandelion Radio are trying to continue the tradition, and voting ends tonight, so rush on over there if you’d like your voice to be heard. (They say the voting ends at midnight, but they don’t provide a time zone. I’m gonna assume GMT unless someone out there knows different.)

I’m glad they’re making the effort, and I’m gonna vote, but I must say that I’m not entirely convinced. One of the things that was cool about Peel’s Festive 50 was that it was restricted to things he’s played on his show. Thus it “felt” like him even though the listeners chose the tracks and their order. Here it’s a free-for-all, so I’m not at all sure what it’s gonna sound like. I look forward to listening after Xmas, though.

So, choices, choices…

Getting down to 3 is really hard. And any list I make is likely to be skewed to the first half of 2007 since I haven’t been listening to nearly as much new music since we came to the UK (and left KUMM behind for the year). All that said, and after much agonizing, my choices are gonna be:

  • Sage Francis - “Going back to rehab” from Human the death dance
  • Mavis Staples - “99 and 1/2″ from We’ll never turn back
  • Paolo Angeli - “Ahead in the sand” from Tessuti

Some serious contenders included:

  • Jawbone - “All want Jesus name”
  • Artichoke - “Anarchy in the UK”
  • Anais Mitchell - “Hobo’s lullabye”
  • Biota - “Pack-a-penny day”

All three of the albums that my top three came from are great, but I think I’d have to choose Tessuti as my fave album of the year, with the other two coming a very, very close second. Angeli’s music has such depth, power, and finesse that I find myself drifting to the language of classical music to describe it, and I mean that in the best possible way. Profound and wonderful stuff.

The albums by Sage Francis and Mavis Staples are also incredibly powerful, if in very different ways to Tessuti. Francis’ work is so full of intelligence and perception that it makes my head spin, and even after many months Sub-Evil and I still love jamming out to almost anything from this album. (He, in fact, argued quite cogently for “Civil Obedience” from this disc, but in the end I had to go with my gut and choose “Going back to rehab”.) Staples’ voice is rich and powerful, projecting all her years of experience as a musician and civil rights activist. An album like this could have sounded like a museum piece, retreading songs that were important decades ago. In her hands, though, these songs are fresh and powerful and relevant. Truly great stuff.

Go enjoy some music, and consider voting if that’s your sort of thing.

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Looking for band whose name sounds like “run-velope”

Posted in Music, Radio on November 25th, 2007

I just caught a very cool song (totally missed the track name - sorry) on Dandelion Radio by a band whose name sounded something like “runvelope”, i.e., “run” with the tail end of “envelope”. Attempts at finding said band via web search have failed, leading to crushing doubts about the omniscience of the intarweb.

Please help restore my shattered confidence by telling me who the hell I was listening to, and where I might peruse more of their music!

Thanks.

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Show me what they really want (and don’t assume it’s the money)

Posted in Computing, Music, My writing, Research, Science, Writing on November 24th, 2007

Langdon and Poli
There’s been much written and said about Radiohead’s decision to let punters name their price when downloading their new In rainbows album. While some of this heat and noise as been quite sensible, much has been predictable tripe about how stupid and naive the band has been. There is some evidence, however, that the band wasn’t so daft, and that their monetary take may have indeed been not to far from what they (as the band) would have seen through traditional marketing channels.

More importantly, though, I think most of this blather totally fails to grasp the more central question: Most bands (artists, writers, open source programmers, etc., etc.) aren’t in it for the money. If you take out the handful that make a fortune (can we please take out the reformed Spice Girls? please?), most people who do this sort of thing aren’t looking to get rich, and many don’t even expect to pay the bills (hence the term “day job”). For them, the value is often much more in being heard (or read or whatever).

As a concrete example, Bill Langdon, Riccardo Poli, and I are considering expanding a chapter we’ve (in fairness, mostly they’ve) written on genetic programming into a full on book. The traditional model would be to find a (science) publisher (which we could easily do), and then have them produce and market the thing. It would sell a few copies, and we’d make a few bucks along the way. That kind of book is never gonna sell 10M copies, however, and we know going in that we’ll never make very much monetarily. But that’s not why most academics write papers and books; if it was we’d be the daftest lot on the planet. (No, don’t go there…)

What we’re after is, in a crude sense, references. Since we’re not going to get rich, we’ll settle for famous (at least in our circles). So we want as many people to read, use, and reference our book as possible, for that’s really the currency of the realm where we live. (And, in truth, that currency converts back to hard cash in complex and indirect ways, through pay raises, increased odds on grant applications, invitations to give talks and tutorials, etc., etc.)

So our intention is to follow a model not so far removed from Radiohead’s (although we’ll probably not get nearly as much press). Our tentative plan is to self-publish using one of the many print-on-demand sites, so there will be a printed, bound copy people can buy; we’ll keep the price low, because we’re more interested in volume than immediate profit. We’ll also give the book away, probably in HTML and PDF formats, to encourage people to check it out, use it, and refer to it, regardless of whether they ever actually buy a copy. We might have a PayPal donation button, sort of like Radiohead’s download for free and pay us what you think makes sense. Or we might not; that’s a bridge we’ll cross when we get there. We’ll do most of the marketing, taking copies to conferences, getting it mentioned on the relevant web sites and discussion groups, and hopefully picking up a fair bit of word of mouth along the way.

I don’t expect we’ll ever see much money on this deal, but I’m quite optimistic that the three of us can put together a book that’ll get used, and that’s the point for us. Similarly, Radiohead’s made enough money on their music that I doubt they’re deeply concerned about a few dollars here or there. They want to be heard and talked about, and they are. Hopefully we can have a somewhat similar experience.

I should also be clear that just because people like Radiohead (or struggling new bands) choose to give away their music, we shouldn’t just write them off as fools and rip them off at every opportunity. We all benefit from their passion, and it’s in our collective interest to support that when we can. That’s part of why I do my darndest to avoid giving money to bands that are already making a ton - they don’t need my support. I prefer instead to spend my money on the zillions of cool, but virtually anonymous, acts that can really benefit from a few bucks.

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A genie unlikely to ever return to its bottle

Posted in Computing, Politics, Radio, Writing on November 13th, 2007

KES by Neil101

I was pottering in the kitchen (probably making tea or some such) while WeatherGirl was listening to a comedy program on the radio in the sitting room. I’m half hearing the words as they gently waft my direction, when a woman on the program says “shit” quite clearly and plainly. Matter of fact, no big deal, middle of the sentence.

“Shit”

But it popped out at me like a glowing ember and smacked that neural structure from 1974 that said “Hey - people aren’t supposed to say things like that on radio!” Which was a little odd, since I’m typically not very good at noticing such things (which is sometimes a problem when reviewing CDs for the radio station). Yet there it was, and it certainly caught my attention this time.

I suspect that in 1974 the BBC never would have never aired such language, except perhaps in the wee hours, or with bleeping. Times change, however, as the recent UK re-rating of Christopher Lee’s 1958 Dracula from X to 12A (!) makes clear.

In a larger sense, however, it seems like we’ve turned a huge collective corner and, short of some catastrophic change, aren’t likely to come back. It’s clear that people swear, are quite fascinated by sex, and enjoy the occasional fart joke. Various folks like the Victorians and the FCC might have attempted to deny these basic facts, but it didn’t make them any less true, it just drove them underground.

The web, however, is rapidly washing away any such pretense. Without any sort of centralized control over content (and none on the horizon), we end up with the great unwashed, and almost entirely unedited, rambling burps of the world. And we can no longer pretend that it’s not out there, that people don’t say these things. All these past forms of mass censorship have been based on the flimsy notion that we were protecting someone from something. Now, short of an off-grid survivalist camp in Montana (where I’m sure no one swears, talks about sex, or tells fart jokes), you just can’t pretend it’s not out there. Mulder would be proud.

As a result, we’ll just have to grow up and take some responsibility, for ourselves and our children, and not assume that someone else will handle it for us. We’ll no doubt run across some things that aren’t to our liking (American Idol anyone?). Assuming they’re not illegal or harming others, we’ll need to just look away and hit the back button. Kids are gonna run into things that lead to awkward questions. But heaven knows they talked some crazy shit in the playground when I was in elementary school, so I suspect all that’s really changed is our ability to pretend it wasn’t happening.

This is one of those moments where something huge has changed, incrementally but fairly quickly, and will not likely change back in many-a-lifetime. And that little “shit” was just one of the hinge creaks as the door opened on this new world.

Credit to Neil101 for the great image.

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An excellent evening of afro-pop

Posted in Events, Family, Music on October 27th, 2007

Afro-Tema promo image
First - I’m not dead, I just play a corpse on TV. It’s just been super busy, blah, blah, blah, and blogging fell off the radar for a bit.

I’ll try to get back on the wagon again, however, starting with a brief report of some fine live music that Sub-Evil Boy and I enjoyed tonight at the Colchester Arts Centre (a deconsecrated church - see some photos on Flickr). The band Afro-Tema played tonight as part of Black History Month here in Colchester, and it was a smoking evening. Most of the show was long afro-pop jams, but with reggae and even latin songs thrown in here and there to mix things up. It was a five person outfit, with the leader and vocalist on keyboards and occasionally percussion, a fine and solid rhythm section (the drummer is gonna be one tired puppy), and excellent guitarist and sax/flute players providing most of the melodic structure.

The audience was surprisingly (to me) middle-aged (uh, something about pots and kettles?) and I was really worried that they were going to sit there and politely watch all night. The third song, however, was a reggae number, and that brought all kinds of people out of their chairs and up front, and the dance area was packed from then on. Sub-Evil has a very fun time at what was probably his first “grown up” club show, although the lateness of the hour did eventually catch up with us, and we left during a break. He got a cool idea for a song during a latin piece, though, so prepare yourselves for another wacky masterpiece!

The (former) church on the left in the photo below is the Colchester Arts Centre. I think the guy on the left is part of the running of the Centre; I’ve certainly seen him there on multiple occasions.

Colchester Arts Centre (Old hippies and old churches)

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Gorgeous, haunting hurdy gurdy

Posted in Music on October 2nd, 2007

Uncertainty
Can I just say how much I love the song “Doyen” from The Duellists album English hurdy gurdy music? It opens podcast 114 from Brainwashed, and it is just amazingly rich and emotive. This sort of stuff could be incredibly flat and “going through the motions”, but this song has a wonderfully lilting, haunted feel that I just can’t help closing my eyes and swaying gently. Literally takes one’s breath away. And then I have to listen to it again. Several times. In its way it has the power and depth of good piece of Bach choral or organ music.

Apparently the disc is pretty hard to find. Some Googling did turn it up in a few small on-line stores, though.

The photo is from Ann’s garden when we first arrived in the UK in August.

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A very long distance dedication

Posted in Computing, Family, Music, Radio, Sabbatical on September 13th, 2007

Modulatio(n)

I just heard Sage Francis’s excellent “Got up this morning”. This is not, in and of itself, terribly surprising, since I really love the song, and Sub-Evil Boy gave me the album (Human the death dance) for my birthday a few months ago. The cool part here was that I was listening to KUMM from 25% of the way around the world (pretty cool for a station with less broadcast wattage than my computer is using), and I requested it via the wonders of IM.

Wow. That was fun.

Oh - I guess I need to do the dedication part. So I’ll send that one out to Sub-Evil, both for giving me the CD and for being a cool song writing and performance partner.

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It’s amazing how they can fit an entire radio station in those little glass fibers

Posted in Music, Photography, Radio on September 10th, 2007

That's David down the end
Today (no doubt inspired by my visit with Cory) I finally got around to wiring up the (not terribly impressive) speakers in my monitor in the office and ginning up the mighty U-90 Alternative! Yup, I was tying up valuable trans-Atlantic bandwidth, listening to Morris’s finest radio station, streaming in real-time from Minnesota here to the UK through little glass fibers buried in the ocean floor.

And it was sweet, and very rarely smelled of seafood.

Actually, it wasn’t quite as cool as it might have been, since all I got was the loop - apparently there were no live DJs in the studio this morning. This was a serious bummer, as my plan was to IM the poor DJ and freak them out with the news that someone was listening all the over in the UK. There’s always tomorrow, though, and many more days after that.

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