Looks like I'm going all in on this album tomorrow https://t.co/FH36kCIpfB
Looks like I'm going all in on this album tomorrow https://t.co/FH36kCIpfB
Just started the Japanese lessons in Duolingo. Well I need something to distract myself from today's awful news
Roger Ailes is dead too? Chris Cornell can kick his racist, sexist ass down to Hell
Lost a bunch of work tabs ‘cause my internet went down in the middle of a Chrome update; they got overwritten with the modem address FFS
Same feeling in my gut when I read that D Boon was dead. Soundgarden were MY band, the thing that set everything rolling
Holy shit, Chris Cornell
Spooked a fledgling starling in the garden when I opened the front door this morning; hopefully its parents came back for it
Couple of muscle cars just zoomed past on the road from Monasterboice; one looked like a Dodge Charger, the other I'd know it to see
Traipsed all the way to Blanch for hiking shoes and they didn't have my size. Feck it, bought them online instead
Pretty sure Amazon translates ‘free shipping’ as ‘eh we just won’t bother picking your order for a couple of days’
Wait, the BOSJ starts tomorrow?!
I’ve seen a couple of these ‘Chipmonger’ places and I can understand, at least on an intellectual level, the need to compete in an increasingly hipster marketplace, minimalist and fashionably distressed and all that. But even at that, they look fairly bland and soulless; at a glance, could be a barber shop as much as a chipper. Give me a Macari’s or a Romayo’s (or a Milano’s, for our current go-to local) any day.
My ★★★½ review of Before I Wake (2016) on @letterboxd: https://t.co/jf41d7WVui
Some days you just get the urge to listen to Huevos by the Meat Puppets and today is one of those days
Bad restaurant reviews are the best restaurant reviews, and Jay Rayner brings us a doozy here. I normally think of Rayner as an insufferable dick, the smug dandy from MasterChef and that, but I can warm to comments like this: “I have spent sums like this on restaurant experiences before, and have not begrudged it. We each of us build our best memories in different ways, and some of mine involve expensive restaurants. But they have to be good. This one will also leave me with memories. They are bleak and troubling. If I work hard, one day, with luck, I may be able to forget.”
Bit late with this one, but howandever. Also, an odd choice to lead with a non-wrestling picture after the header, but that’s just the editor in me.
Someone please tell me there’s a supercut of movie gunmen shooting at people from the Sixth Street Viaduct
The third entry in the Freddy franchise trades the inventive gore and straight-up weirdness of the original, and the sexuality allegory of the unfairly maligned second effort, for a more fantastic scenario that nevertheless has its queasy moments (the ‘string puppet’ scene near the start, especially). It’s not as well paced as you might remember it (Freddy’s barely in it; I doubt Robert Englund had to wear the makeup for more than a week) and pretty much runs out of steam in the final act, where it’s more a showcase for the technical skills of the special effects artists than a story worth following. Indeed, I forgot about the Harryhausen tribute at the end; I burst out laughing, but not in a bad way.
Just startled awake by my alarm to watch the UFC show at 3 in the bloody morning so it better be worth it
The academic tone meant I really only skimmed this (lo, the spectre of TL;DR!) but I thought it still worth a link: as the format matures with the freedom accorded by the availability of the necessary technology (for production and distribution alike) we’ll need deeper critical studies of some kind to grow along with it. [c/o 5it]
“We once used chess-playing as a barometer of intelligence and became disturbed when computers got smarter than us.” But at the same time, as Andrew Blevins writes, they’re putting a light to what Turing called our ‘shadowy little box’ of intelligence. [c/o 5it]
Just remembered the Carlingford Lough ferry starts sailing next month. A day out on the bike to Kilkeel, maybe?
Read the whole thing. Patriarchy, toxic masculinity, etc is so fucking damaging, and men who can’t see that simply haven’t been looking hard enough in that particular closet. I guess for me, the door’s always been slightly ajar, not conforming as I do to the usual ‘man’ stereotypes (I don’t drink beer, I don’t like football, etc). But I still raise my voice and yell when I’m frustrated by situations, and I do not like that about myself.
#NowPlaying NASA Space Universe - 70 AD
Wanted to go see Miss Sloane this weekend (after missing two early screenings) but it's not showing in Dundalk
#NowPlaying GOLD - Optimist
Ebook exporting from pre-CS5.5 InDesign is a bit shit
You know the saying about liberals getting more conservative as they get older? Yeah, I’m not feeling that
It’s a measure of my week that I’m considering 8am a late start today
When in doubt, listen to the Minutemen
The sun might’ve gone away but I’m still lighting the coals to grill some meat this evening (with A+ bulgur wheat salad, too)
Confession time: even after all these years, I’ve never knowingly heard The National
Here's Bee's review of Mass Effect: Andromeda https://t.co/CaIHRx4JHJ
Is it a coincidence that our broadband started dropping regularly when the sun came out?
My grandparents' old house is just to the right of these shots https://t.co/qvupIkclDE
Sometimes I sit and wonder how Deerhoof got over with the Marlay Park crowd when they supported Radiohead that one time
Was just thinking, this is a nice evening to maybe see a bat in the garden; looked out the kitchen door, feckin’ bat flies right past
Blade Runner second trailer thoughts: they’ve adjusted the white balance and added more shadow and grime compared to the first one
So the people that own Ring of Honor are right-wing shitbags? Not really surprised
Not a whole lot to report from the last few weeks:
More current updates via my Twitter account, as always.
Not the best start to today, but at least the braai was good. Might do another tomorrow, though if we do burgers it won't really be a braai
Rats, got a puncture on the Newry Road cycle path. That's Irish Water and their shitty road works for you
Ah, what a perfect day for a braai
Are we the only people who weren't at Iron Maiden tonight?
Some evil misogynist scum just dropped a ‘pro-life’ booklet through our letterbox
Made a few additions to this list, of people still in the public eye who recorded for SST in some capacity https://t.co/usIOYxlYvQ
Here's a thread for you; what do we call this type of thing if not neo-agitprop? https://t.co/xiDmm7Q7Kv
Bass lesson #3: with a bit of practice, I think I could play ‘Bubble’ by the Red House Painters pretty well
A few days ago on Twitter, I wondered out loud how many artists from the classic era of SST Records (from 1980 to 1997, though some would cut it off at 1989 or earlier) are still going today. By still going, I meant still active as a performing and recording entity, whether as an ensemble or solo artist, that released records under the same name (or as essentially the same entity) on SST.
For all the relatively big-name acts who did their time on the label, there are few intact in 2017, and pretty much all of them took a break at some point between recording for SST and now. Indeed, if Sonic Youth hadn’t broken up a few years ago, they would have been the only career band still actively recording and touring straight through from their SST days.