9.15.2008

More Mixes!

A few weeks ago, King Of the Internets and all-around swell guy, The Chris Haley and I did another Ping Pong mix, taking turns choosing songs to try and stump one another. Because we are incredibly clever, we named it Return Of the Ping (okay, that was Chris' idea, but it's a good one, so I'm gonna tag onto it). He did some drawings (that's Chris with his huge sword and me with, what else, a flaming skull), I colored them and made the album art and now it's available to download right here. Just for you.



Track # / Artist / Title

01 / Summercamp / Nowhere Near
02 / They Might Be Giants / Twisting
03 / Polaris / She Is Staggering
04 / FOTC / The Most Beautiful Girl (In The Room)
05 / Phantom Planet / Always On My Mind (London Version)
06 / Guided By Voices / Game Of Pricks (Live)
07 / Black Rebel Motorcycle Club / Need Some Air
08 / The Creation / Biff! Bang! Pow!
09 / Old 97's / The Villain
10 / Langhorne Slim / By The Time The Sun's Gone Down
11 / Hank Snow / Would You Mind?
12 / The Band / Rag Mama Rag
13 / Queen / Tie Your Mother Down
14 / Frank Zappa & The Mothers / My Guitar Wants To Kill Yr Mama
15 / Nada Surf / Mother's Day
16 / Born Ruffians / Kurt Vonnegut
17 / The Sun / (Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman
18 / Steve Burns / Mighty Little Man
19 / Extreme / Star
20 / The Unicorns / Les Os

9.13.2008

POW! - Alleyways & Avenues



Shot on the way to the train with my Lomo Action Sampler.

9.12.2008

Something For the Weekend

You may recall that I purchased Kung Fu: The Year Of the Tiger by Lee Chang recently. You know, the book described on the front cover as "The most thrilling, action-packed series ever published!" Yeah, that's it right there; to the left. See. Awesome, right? Well, it is. What? You don't believe me? Okay then, let me convince you by reading (or, uh, typing) a randomly selected passage from this, the pinnacle of Western (Eastern?) literature:

That's when Gus saw that there were three men in the cab!

And that's when Mace turned to him, and the surprised Yard foreman saw that he was staring at - a Chinese!

Gus couldn't say any more! He felt only a flash of intense pain in his throat and then fell into a choking blackness.

Mace had swung around and tomahawked him across the Adam's apple!


I know, I know, it's incredible. Good luck finding any other copies. I did a quick glance online for #2 (this one's labeled as #1 and they refer to it as a "series" on the cover, so there must be more, right? Please say"yes"!) but came up empty. In any case, I'll be posting quotes every now and then. Maybe you artistic guys and gals out there will submit some illustrations? Maybe?

9.11.2008

I Said I Wasn't Gonna Talk Politics...

Okay, so I wasn't going to talk about politics over here anymore. I was tempted to do so after the conventions, but figured that you all know who I'm supporting and the marked difference in tone between the conventions only solidified that choice and I figured that by now, you're either agreeing with me or have reasons why you're not. You're smart people. I trust your judgment.

But Sarah had other plans. She had a posted some political thoughts the other day and asked me to provide her with some support, so I drafted the following message. As usual, I didn't post it as it was crazy long and I didn't think it would help anybody out by posting a forever long rant in the comment section of someone else's blog. (Which is why I never jump in on your blog either, Chanel. Plus, your people are just plain nasty over there! ;) )

Also, because I'm a chicken or something.

Anyway, so here is my response to Sarah's question: "What do you think about Sarah Palin?"

Oh man, okay, so I'm only commenting because Sarah asked me to. I usually try and stay out of these political poop-storms if I can, mainly because you can't have a discussion via the beloved Internets, so consequently people squawk their two cents and tune out anything contradictory. It's my firm belief that politics is a conversation, not a monologue, but unfortunately, modern political rhetoric - between people as well as politicians - has devolved into people shouting stuff at each other with their fingers in their ears. And I'm not convinced that we as a culture don't like it this way. You can read a little more about my political feelings here if you'd like. Or not. Whatever.

Hold on. Let me make sure I'm doing this right. Fingers in ears? Check. Ready to shout? Check. Okay, then. Let's get this over with:

John McCain makes me sad. Watching him speak at the RNC was like watching, I dunno, a captive wolf or something. Some sort of proud, majestic, scarred animal who's been reduced to begging for scraps to survive. During his speech, I sat there thinking,"This, right here, this is a great American. It's too bad this John McCain isn't the one who's been running for President." Not that I agreed with everything he said (his education rhetoric is way off base and his foreign outlook is hawkish, ill-defined and way too informed by the Cold War), but at least here was a glimpse of a man who I didn't think was lying to me every chance he got.

Because that John McCain - the John McCain who up until the last, oh, 4 years or so has been an example of a successful bipartisan senator, extending his hand across the aisle numerous times to make this a better country - that McCain got put in cold storage a few years ago, when this John McCain, this "politics as usual," "repeat a lie often enough and it becomes the truth" John McCain started thinking about running for the Big Dance again. This John McCain has sold his soul to the all-too-familiar Rovian politics of outright lies and misdirection (of which he was a victim of in South Carolina in 2000 when GWB&co. put out a commercial that flat out lied about him at the last minute and scared a lot of voters, forcing him out of the race) in the name of victory, and his choice of Palin (who, let's be honest, was more than likely picked for him and not by him) is a constant reminder that, sadly, anyone can be bought.

He's not "that guy", you know? He's not GWB, who will do and say anything you want him to as long as you get him to the Big Dance. He is - was? I can't tell anymore - a man of conviction and resolve. Now, he's just another GOP candidate, slinging lies and fake outrage over out-of-context quotes, playing out the clock with little things like which animal it's okay to put lipstick on when the big issues - things like, oh, you know, the totally crumbling economy, for example - are being pushed aside for the latest round of "Did you hear what he said/did yesterday?"

The choice of Palin as VP is another example of how far he will go to pander to people who don't even really want to hang out with him, the "real" him, in the first place. As the sad English poet Morrissey once said, "In my life / Why do I waste valuable time / On people I'd much rather / Punch in the eye?" Which begs the question: If John McCain is willing to compromise on something as important for America as a competent running mate, what else is he willing to compromise on?

Meanwhile, you have Barack Obama. Had he chosen Hillary, his victory would have been all but sealed, and, it could be argued, would have cut McCain off from choosing Palin as a second-in-command. So what if they most likely would have butted heads every single day they had to work together. It would have been the smart move, politically. The safe move. Instead he [gasp!] chose the person he felt was best for the job. I know, crazy, right?

You can't tell me John McCain wouldn't have rather had long-time friend Joe Lieberman on his ticket. Or any of the other short list choices, really. But Lieberman and all those stodgy white guys aren't the sexy choice. Lieberman's boring and nobody was talking about John McCain and besides, wasn't Lieberman a [double gasp!] Democrat at one point?! He may have been the right choice (who knows?), but not the choice that will help McCain win.

And McCain knows what it's like to lose. Obama talks about it in The Audacity Of Hope and it sounds terrible. (Yes, that was a plug. If you're at all curious about the man and his ideas on America and policy, pick it up. It sold me on him a couple of years back and is very recommended.) I can imagine that losing what basically is the world's biggest popularity contest would crush me. I would imagine that John McCain would not want to feel that again. I understand, really I do.

So he added Sarah Palin to the ticket. Palin, a former mayor of an incredibly small town (with a population of roughly, oh, 5500 people if you round up. Or, like, four high schools.) and first term governor of Alaska. You know, that state way up there. Population of almost (!) 70,000 people according to the 2006 census (or roughly 40% of the population of Chicago)? Yeah, that Alaska.

He chose Sarah Palin, who so far sounds like some sort of Liberal caricature of a radical Right Winger: anti-abortion to the extreme (Not even in the event of rape or incest? Really?); opposed to gun laws; doesn't believe that global warming is happening &/or is man-made despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary; has a chair on the Interstate Oil and Gas Compact Commission but is determined to fight big corporations; against Federal earmarks unless, uh, they're for Alaska; thinks creationism should be taught alongside evolution in classrooms as a viable scientific theory; and, well, that's it really. Doesn't inspire confidence. And it doesn't sound anything like what John McCain stood for historically.

And that's not even touching her home situation, which is obviously in need of some attention. Or is that sexist to point out? I can't tell any more.

But in the end, it really has nothing to do with gender. If that was a guy's resume' would you want his finger one stopped heart away from total nuclear annihilation? No, you wouldn't, especially since the Friday before Labor Day, this campaign has been about hammering Obama's supposed lack of experience. And when it comes to experience Palin is sorely lacking.

Anyway, so yeah, I don't think much of Governor Palin. She's sort of like John McCain's scarlet letter, a public reminder of a bad choice, in this case, the choice to sell out to the right wing establishment in order to win.

Has she energized the base and got people talking about something besides how old John McCain is or how much his policies of late have resembled a certain president with a plummeting approval rating? You bet. She's a great choice ... if you're playing a short game, which has sort of been de rigeur for this sort of politicking over the last ten years or so. (Remember how muddy things got when they swiftboated John Kerry? Seriously, what was that whole flap even about? Something about Purple Hearts or something?)

But there's two months left until election day. You can't pull out that much controversy (or can you? Or rather, will the American people buy that much crap for that long? Oh, but wait, we've been fed wholesale bullcrap for the last eight years, what's another few weeks, right?) to cover the fact that while your opponents are out there, talking about the issues in two different places, you're stuck together, (because nobody wants to see you, you know, the guy who's running for the office) giving the exact same speeches you gave at the convention. It's like trying to run the clock down two minutes after halftime.

So in summation, Sarah Palin is, in my opinion not a good choice for someone who in all likelihood is going to be sitting behind that nice wooden desk in the Oval Office. She's inexperienced and honestly, a little terrifying once you start to look into what she stands for. Plus, her voice is ten kinds of annoying. There, I said it.

But she will work for what the McCain team needs her for, as a distraction to, as Obama said in his acceptance speech, make this election about small things rather than important things. She may even help John McCain win. We can only hope that the real John McCain, the John McCain who tried to run an honest, straight-talking campaign against the slimiest campaign team money could buy in the GOP Primaries in 2000, is still alive somewhere and can regain control of an obviously out of control situation.

Otherwise, well, if you're rich, it should be nice. The rest of us, get ready for more of the same.

9.10.2008

A Dip Into This Old Box Of Comics

A while back, I helped somebody from church move out of their house. As we were finishing up, I noticed a box of old comics and asked what was going on with them. The guy told me they were the ones his son didn't want and if I'd like them. Now, I'm sure you know this, but asking me if I want free comics is like asking Dom Delouise if he'd like seconds. Yes. Please. Of course I do. Even if they're terrible. So I now I own what I will now refer to as This Old Box Of Comics. It looks exactly like this:



I'll dip in every now and then and give you a scan or two from this treasure trove of awesome. Like this for example:

Oh, look, it's Gotham City's commissioner Gordon on the phone with Batman! What could the problem be? Has Killer Croc escaped from Arkham and eaten a bunch of orphans? Perhaps the Joker has poisoned the water supply with a hallucinogenic agent that makes anyone who drinks it think they're the Kaiser? Or maybe Two Face has murdered a bunch of librarians in protest of the Dewey Decimal System?



Or, uh, that. Now if I were Batman, I'd hang up the phone immediately and go back to, you know, fighting evil while dressed as a large, flying rodent, but, unfortunately, I'm not Batman. Batman, well, Batman pretty much freaks out:



I don't know if I blame the fella though. I mean, this is a guy who tangles with some of the most dangerous lunatics in the DC Universe. As a hobby. I'd imagine the promise of a golden sponge cake with creamy filling inside awaiting his safe return to the Batcave is all that keeps him from snapping. And I just can't imagine what it would look like if Batman finally snapped. How horrible would that be?

Oh, and then there's this, from another advertisement in the same issue:



I can't tell, is Batman threatening me or hitting on me? You decide!

*******

Panels taken from Action Comics # 458, published April 1976.

9.09.2008

Conan the Brainbarian

So John posted a link to an article about creativity which says, basically, that it's all about routine. That the trick to doing it (whatever "it" is) is just, y'know, actually doing it. So I'm just going to do this blog thing. I'm not going to over-think it or whine if it's not coming and just do it. I'm going to try and be as regular as Metamucil, whether each post is killer or not, because I owe it to the Internet. I owe it to you. I owe it to America.

Ray Bradbury, in his excellent book on writing Zen In the Art Of Writing, talks about his secret to creativity (which is very similar to what Graham Greene is quoted as saying in the linked essay and also similar to the advice given by Chris yesterday): If you want to be a good writer (or blogger or designer or painter or accountant or alligator wrestler), do it and do it Every. Single. Day.

That's it. That's the secret.

Bradbury mentions that the stuff he writes daily is sometimes not very good, but the good stuff comes because of the continual "practicing", for lack of a better word, of the art. Because whatever muscle you're working when you work on whatever it is you're working on (hooray for convoluted sentences!) is being continually flexed, exercised, strengthened.

So yeah, let's get mind-buff. Operation: Shut Up And Just Do It You Crybaby! is in full effect. Who's with me? Let's rock some mamma-jammin' skulls:



Thanks to all of your for your support. You guys rock like heavy metal played by killer zombie aliens from the flaming planet Rawck which orbits the dying star Rowl in a universe full of mythical beasts with unpronounceable names. Forever & ever.

9.07.2008

I Had It ... & I Lost It

If I told you how many times I sat in front of an empty "Create Post" screen only to come up with nothing in the way of delicious, nutritious new postiness, you wouldn't believe me. You'd say, "Dylan, seriously, you tried to post that many times and came up dry every. Single. Time? You are like some kind of a liar or something." But I am not a liar. I am a truther. Honest Abe, I have not been able to scrape anything together for my fellow Internet denizens as of late.

What is wrong with me? Did whatever organ that controls bloggingness suddenly stop functioning? Did the well of potential posts dry up in some freakish, Dust Bowl-type of mind drought? Am I a total blogging has-been? Seriously, am I like the Jason Priestly of blogging? Because for a while there I had a good thing going, and now, now I fear I will never have another good idea on what to post on again. Ever.

Is this what the end feels like? Because it sort of feels like something that sucks big time.

Can you help? What should I be blogging about? Seriously, I need help. I stand before you a broken man. Please put my blogmind back together again with the Crazy Glue of your brain juices. Please, Obi Wan Kenobi ... you're my only hope...

9.03.2008

Neon Tan

Bonus mix!



I know, I know, I'm too good to you. It's true, but what can I say? You deserve it.

This was initially the September mix (or the beginnings of it, anyway), but my iTunes ate it, so I set about pulling together Hot Dog, which worked out better anyway (anybody listened to it yet? Thoughts?).

Still, I couldn't leave this idea of a sort of dancey, neon-soaked mix alone, so I started working on this, perfecting it over the last week or so. I like to think of it as the mix from the hippest punk rock dance club on the moon. Featuring tracks from Justice, Franz Ferdinand, Gang Of Four, MGMT and Black Kids (among others), it's a pretty slamming mix. Download it here and let me know what you think.

Hello?

Hi. Did you have a good, looooong Labor Day weekend? I sure did. Anyway, check back in like 15 minutes for a surprise, mmmkay?

9.01.2008

Hot Diggity Dog



This month's mix is titled Hot Dog, a delicious mix of this and that. Throw some ketchup, spicy mustard and sauerkraut on it and you're ready to party. Delicious.

Ingredients:
01. Beef
02. Water
03. Less Than 2% Salt
04. Corn Syrup
05. Sodium Lactate
06. Dextrose
07. Sodium Phosphates
08. Sodium Diacetate
09. Sodium Erythorbate
10. Hickory Smoke Flavor
11. Extractives Of Paprika
12. Sodium Nitrite
13. Hydrolyzed Soy Protein
14. Garlic Powder
15. Potassium Lactate
16. Ascorbic Acid (Vitamin C)
17. Sorbitol
18. Hydrolyzed Milk Protein
19. Nisin Preparation
20. Flavor

Download it here. Yum.