Finally got around to splitting out all the house related posts into a new department, Houseblog. Just in time for our housewarming.
Salon: U2 chickened out
Annie Zaleski reviews the new U2 compilation, The Best of 1990-2000, with mixed emotions in Salon. “Revisionist history” isn’t a bad description. Certainly ten years ago I would have expected “The Fly” to make it onto a best-of compilation. With that throbbing bass line, nasty guitar hook, and curiously vulnerable chorus vocal, it was the pivot away from the wide-eyed Americana into which U2 had stooped in the late 80s, back into a defiant embrace of good old fashioned decadence. It’s not on the compilation, though. Neither is “Lemon” or “Elevation” or even “The Ground Beneath Her Feet.”
Okay, so the disc doesn’t live up to its title. (And the b-side disc is worse. The b-side disc for 1980-1990 was the best part of the package, lots of lost songs (like “Walk to the Water” and “Luminous Times”) that true believers cherished and no one else had heard. This one? Skanky disco remixes of tracks deserving and undeserving. I miss the original mix of “Lady with the Spinning Head” and “Salomé.”) But there are some things it does right. It lays claim to some good songs from the otherwise misbegotten Passengers album, for one. And it reminds me that Pop was a truly dark and magnificent album… in places.
I walk away from this compilation a little disappointed. It, like the new songs “Electrical Storm” and “The Hands That Built America,” is too safe. This isn’t the band that wrote
It’s no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It’s no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Morning fog
Driving into work this morning, someone had airbrushed the landscape away. A diffuse glow hung over the creek bordering the park. Seattle doesn’t like to be really cold during the fall, I think. It’s happier chilly and shrouded.
I vacuumed, cursed and picked up wet leaves with my hands last night in the dark. Patches of bare mud showing through our much abused lawn. The cherry tree conspires with the maple next door to rob the grass of light. Fall has its revenge though and both huddle naked now plotting their cloaks for spring.
Home improvement has never been so entertaining
Craig pointed to the Trading Spaces Drinking Game. I love the listing of items–I hope the show’s creators are looking at this too. Some of the joy of watching the show is getting to know the personalities, but I know that if I hear Vern talk about “leaving a penny on the table” one more time I’m gonna scream.
I do love that they pointed out the bit about tarps not being used while painting a room. How do they get away with that??? I always end up leaving our tarps looking like a Jackson Pollock painting.
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Apple Store coming to Seattle area??
Rumor has it that Apple will be opening a store in Bellevue, a few miles south of me–and a few miles west of Microsoft. That should be interesting–if it comes through.
As the source article says, there’s a sense that Apple will be doing the area a huge favor by opening a fairly high profile store in the middle of a real economic slump in the area. I hope they’ll take advantage of the presence of some pretty big Mac people in the area, such as Glenn, Brent, and even Adam Engst, to make some compelling Mac content available in the store’s theatre area.
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The sun! The sun!
When I was little, the first thing I ever heard about Seattle was a Bill Cosby routine (on I Started Out as a Child) that claimed that Seattleites liked the rainy weather–that we would stay out and get rain tans, that sort of thing, and that when the sun came out we would ask, “What have we done?”
This morning I’m awfully glad to see it. The cherry tree leaves might dry out enough today to be blowable and gatherable by the time I get home. Nothing like bagging leaves in the dark (the sun is pretty much setting by 4:30 pm these days).
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Ray Smuckles: Creative Genius
Achewood: Everybody dance… everybody dance… everybody dance… like there’s ass in your pants! I was all ready to pump this one up until I saw today’s strip, featuring critical puffery from Michael Chabon, Douglas Coupland and Time Magazine. *Snort.*
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Brent: multiple weblog support harder than it looks
Brent points out that there’s a non-trivial cost to supporting multiple kinds of weblogs in a blog front end tool like NetNewsWire or Manila Envelope. Weblogs may look alike on the surface (and to an RSS aggregator), but they’re all different software platforms underneath and accordingly have different information needs. This is fine as long you don’t have to expose the mess to the user.
This is one of the reasons, I think, why the MetaWeblog API came about. Abstracting the common elements of the data elements into a new API layer is smart. Unfortunately not all the platforms support it…
I wish it had been a long weekend
…that would be a good reason to not have posted for three days. As it is, I can point to our mostly-finished front bedroom, which is finally losing its green and maroon color scheme, as justification for not having written.
I started a new job at the same company yesterday. I spent the day in training, so it’s hard to tell how it went. But I will have a meeting this morning to talk about my goals, and then things will get running. I feel in some ways like this fresh start is like coming home to a skill set that I thought I’d never get to use again. In other ways, of course, I feel like I’ve given up on the other job, and that’s something I’m going to have to continue to work through.
Found: history
Family history, to be exact. The unpacking has progressed to the point that I’ve found the box that had the pictures from my office and—more importantly—of my family. Pictures of the University, of the barn up the hill from my Grandmother Jarrett’s house, of the ancestral Brackbill farmhouse, of my Pop-pop and Grandma, my parents and my Aunt Marie. Plus some other odds and ends: a framed Glee Club poster that I designed, a signed Edward Gorey print, a framed photo of the Rotunda taken from the vicinity of my Lawn room door, an antique mirror. Plus some Legos, for some reason.
All this stuff has been in storage, not just since we moved from Boston, but from our move from Cambridge in the early spring of 2001. I’ve particularly missed having familiar images to hang in my office; not any more.
Master of Vaguely Arty Noise Rock
A while back I wrote about the Open Music Directory project, MusicMoz. I figured it was time for an update.
The good news is that I’ve become editor of a few categories, including Sonic Youth, Thurston Moore, the Pixies, Gastr Del Sol, and the Velvet Underground. (Thus securing myself the title of “Master of Vaguely Arty Noise Rock.” At least in my own mind.) The bad news, or the opportunity as we positivists like to call it, is that the project still needs volunteers. There are some choice categories open, including Pavement, Liz Phair, the Police, Porno for Pyros, the Psychedelic Furs, Parliament, Public Enemy. And that’s just in the Ps.
Think of becoming an editor at MusicMoz as the equivalent of being a library volunteer. You’re spending your time working with things you love, making it possible for other people to learn about the music that fascinates you, and contributing to the overall usefulness of the Internet. How many opportunities like that are there? Well, I mean, other than blogging in general…
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Link and Think 2002
As last year, this year I’ll be participating in Link and Think, an “observance of World AIDS Day [December 1] in the personal web publishing communities.” The idea is simple. Rather than blogging about technology, music, or what have you, for a day each participating blogger will blog about AIDS. Last year it was a great opportunity for me to educate myself about what the MIT community was doing with respect to the epidemic. This year I’ll stay with the community focus but look at what the state of Washington will be doing.
I hope some of my readers will choose to participate; I hope others will just read my page and those of other participants and inform themselves.
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Quick update
It looks like things are moving along with the new site pretty well. A few people have updated their blogrolls, Google has started to crawl it, and I think all the navigational kinks have been worked out.
This is good. I may have something worthwhile to talk about soon.
Jay’s job offer
Jay just got a job offer with a storage company in Cambridge. Congratulations, Jay! Now it’s George’s turn…
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I wasn’t going to post…
…until I got the new site set up. But I’ll be in training today and won’t have a chance to finish the setup, so a quick update.
I’m touched by the support I’ve gotten since posting Monday about the Black Dog. I wanted to assure all of you that this is nothing sudden or intensely scary. I’m reaching the realization that there are some things that it’s better to discuss and write down than not. And I’m discovering some things about myself that I never acknowledged before. I’m going to come out of this stronger and better and that’s the important thing.
And in the meantime it’s not raining here (yet) today, and I’m going to take that as the good sign that it is and get on with this day.
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