She's 13, she plays drums.

From a friend at work via this site.

Jizz in my pants

Ok, so the guys from SNL made this and it already has 15 million views. But me, I watch this...



Granted it's not the most amazing video ever. But what makes it so cool is that it is totally real. It's not an artists rendering or imagined by mathematicians. Science and telescopes gathered the data from a dying star 330 years ago. I mean, this is the first time we are able to see one of the biggest explosions we as humans can comprehend. Oh crap, yea, I jizzed in my pants.

From Wired, more here.

Oh Man. This is great.

I am so thankful for the world we live in. Where amazing things can happen anywhere, and then be captured for the world to see your bare ass hanging upside down from a chairlift while your son watched your junk dangle. 

I was on this very chairlift but days ago, so I feel a special connection to this most amazing of occurrences. 

Pic of the day 1.5.09

From Tex Tubbs on Atwood in Madison, Wi. I love the fixture and what the little digicam did with the lighting, the guacamole wasn't too shabby either.

Random shots

Here are some shots from my holiday travels.

Happy New Year

Here's to another year of life's epic ups and downs. Kinda like this, only not as scary...

Music is marketing

I wanted to share a pretty insightful and passionate piece of editorial from Jon Pareles of The New York Times. I worked with Jon a couple of times while in the music industry and remember him as a good dude. I like him even more after reading his probing story into the increasing use of marketing in music promotion, which closes with the following;

Perhaps it’s too 20th century to hope that music could stay exempt from multitasking, or that the constant insinuation of marketing into every moment of consciousness would stop when a song begins. But for the moment I’d suggest individual resistance. Put on a song with no commercial attachments. Turn it up. Close your eyes. And listen.

I feel like too many bands are putting the almighty publicity before the unsightly creative process. It's something I've seen first hand recently and I realize this is coming a career publicist... I'm not immune to the irony. Regardless, read the whole piece here.

Secret City!

Out of nowhere, I remembered coming home from school as a kid and watching Secret City on PBS. It was one of my favorite shows. I would sit in front of the little TV in my living room with a pad and pencil trying desperately to keep up with Commander Mark. Today I found a treasure trove of clips (and a classic trip down memory lane) thanks to YouTube member culturaldetritusnyc.



I was embroiled in a contentious conversation last night about brilliant movies and to me, there is no question that this was brilliant TV. Enjoy. Head to YouTube for more episodes and a closer look at the secret city mural. Seems they are still trying to keep the show alive and have started a website supporting the Draw Squad. Ah, memories.

Late night jam

"Coming home after a Friday night out with friends" should have this track included on the soundtrack.

Kings of Leon - Knocked Up (remix)

[also, thanks AT for the Chromatics]

Xmas approaches

It was a tech enabled tree decorating. We video chatted with my sister who was stranded in Seattle as a result of the storms and photo booth provided the strange sideways diffraction from our energy sipping LED light covered tree. Though in a throwback, we were listening to xmas music on a vintage cassette tape, transferred from a vinyl LP made in the 1960s. Talk about generations coming together for the holidays...