Kate Sweeney kindly took this video of my saysynth performance at the Jennifer Vanilla Album Release Show last week. This is showing the transition between the sequences 1-monks.yml and 2-beep-blue-sea.yml The visuals in the background were generated by Aaron Tripp controlling the Eyesy.
Here’s the list of animals we saw in Priest Lake this year:
It’s weird to have Castle in the Sky reviewed in Pitchfork. As someone who was interested in music and came of age in the mid-to-late aughts, it was so influential on my tastes and my aspirations, not always for the better. I’m not sure what it means to be in Pitchfork now, but a small perhaps vain side of me felt validated by it – though that was fleeting. Here’s to keeping your head down and making good work.
Kokoroko wrote a nice blurb on Castle in the Sky for the German publication, Music Expresse.
On a beach in the Yucatan, I quietly watched as Pelicans fished. Floating serenely in the waves, they suddenly took off, seemingly abandoning their prey, only to loop back around, ride an updraft into the sky, and nose dive into the water.
Today I walked to the Alley Pond Giant: A 350-400 year old Tulip Tree which is supposedly “the oldest living organism in New York City.”
Nestled on a steep slope near the intersection of the Long Island and Cross Island Expressways, the tree has survived because the land it sprouted from was of no use to the city that sprawled around it.
An inventive, irreverent collection of speculative sci-fi in which emphasis is placed on the emotional lives of the depressed, often addicted (sometimes alien) characters, rather than the technological specifics of their dystopian societies.
“There was no way anyone could live in a world like this with a fully functioning mind. You only found yourself feeling angry from morning until night. If she ended up joining some kind of political movement as a result, her mother and father would be upset. Using drugs, she told herself, was her way of being a good daughter.”
Amanda commissioned our friend Blake Andrews to make a game about Lola called “Kitty of the year.” Feed the cats until they fall asleep and wait for a special visit from Lola.
Walking through Old San Juan on Thanksgiving Day, Amanda and I got stuck in a tropical downpour. Hiding under the awning of a hotel, we watched as large drops of rain turned the road into a river.
I recently purchased a copy of A Guide To The Birds of Puerto Rico And The Virgin Islands at Rodgers Book Barn.
I particularly enjoyed its onomatopoetic descriptions of bird noises. Here’s a random list of my favorites: