It turns out that I will need to visit the Empire State Building in order to go to MoMA. Pretty ridiculous, I realize. Maybe I can add a scavenger hunt into the mix?
Cover art for new Tycho LP "Epoch" There's a moment roughly 30 seconds into " Montana ," the second track on Tycho's breakout 2014 album Awake , when you realize that the people who created this music can't possibly have experienced any adversity in their lives. For nearly 6 minutes, its mannerist, echo-ey guitar noodling melds with hazy synths and just noticeable bass over competent live drumming. It sounds great, the type of warm, organic electronic music that makes you feel as though the world is a place of unsullied wonder filled with promise and opportunity and absolutely lacking in the structural hurtles that have come to define our political moment. The euphoria it inspires is the pleasant, genteel kind bi-coastal types get from legal marijuana, a euphoria from which you can quickly sober up before heading back to your six-figure tech job, not the Rimbaudian sensorium-fucking kind which, though you might survive it, you will not come out of it who...
Daft Punk's Random Access Memories cover art Prologue 2013 was a *great* year for music. There were exceptional releases each month from established acts, left-for-dead acts , and several very exciting rookies. Anybody who keeps up in earnest with popular music should have found themselves juggling a profundity of riches, even outright overwhelmed by them. Usually, by early December, I have a reasonable idea of what my rankings will look like, and while this year my top choices have been static for several months, I really had to scramble to fill out the rest of my list. As late as the second week of December, I was still discovering 2013 releases that warranted inclusion. This is in part due to my decision to expand my reading habits, which led me to publications such as The Quietus , perhaps the closest approximation of an English analogue to Pitchfork. It reviews albums and bands that are not even on Pitchfork and progeny's radar, such as Grumbling Fur's ...
Now that DC is becoming a proper coffee shop town, it is developing a solid corps of eccentric coffee shop knockabouts. In Arlingon, these marginally employed, gregarious people divide their time among several coffee shops and diners. They frequently start up conversations with strangers, and because I'm very nearly one of them (especially this past week as I've spent more time out due to my beloved being out of town), they invariably strike up a conversation with me. Tonight at the coffee shop, a man I've seen many times on the Arlington scene started talking to me about the weather and then proceeded to talk about a website he was building. The service? A database containing the STD history of subscribers so that whenever a subscriber is pressed by a potential partner to prove his STD status, he can simply pull out a smartphone and put his money where his libido is. It really sounds like a great idea...oh, except for the multitude of privacy concerns, lack of health syste...
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