Let it all

Courtesy Build your Wild Self

Love Letter to NYC

Sure, there are some days that I hate this city, but most days I am enchanted with it's every nuance. It's days like this, with the sun high and the humidity low, late summer days, with the sun setting still well past 7 and the people still wearing less than they need to, that make me fall in love with this place over and over again.

Today, waiting in Union Square for the light to change, the New York pedestrians are impatient. A student steps off the curb and paces in the street, a woman brushes past me off into the street nearly missing a biker. They push the limits of the sidewalk out into the streets aggressive against the steel rushing past. Like horses waiting to start the race, you can almost see them pawing at the pavement ready to continue their side walk race.

I love to watch and be a part of this flow in the city. As indifferent and impatient as water rushing to find all of the cracks in a dam, we plunge forward and squeeze through all the space between cabs and cars and buses. Deftly navigating, eroding the metal away. It's beautiful, I think to myself. This city is meant for walking. It is ours and every time the light changes, we take a little more back.

the chill you get

When you see your name in print


I know that it isn't much, but it is our first real press mention. It is the front page of the Music section and on "the List" which is the critics picks of the best happenings around town.

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We have been diligently, almost maniacally working to prepare some new material and rework some old material for the show in Chicago. I hope you people appreciate it!

The work load has taken it's toll, we are invigorated at the same time that we are exhausted.

bloody hell

Warren Ellis has sounded the death knell for the creator heavy the-engine.net. It will be shutting it's doors at midnight UK time. Though I wasn't a frequent poster, I did post and take part in some very valuable discussions. I read the forums at least 2 or 3 times a week to see what people were working on and to get an inside into the medium of narrative that I truly love, comics.

Initially, discussion of super hero, cap books and the like was verboten but that was lifted earlier this year. It really didn't change the nature of the boards. There was still a lot more posting about web comics and independent projects. This was a model of a successful online community. It compelled people to stay and read because of the wealth of content that people were posting there. It encouraged discussion and transparency with the requirement of using your real name. There was no Second Life like avatars. This was a place for real people, fans, creators, and all to get insight into, well almost anything.

Forums on the engine ranged from politics to the next swamp thing. I posted my audio experiments there hoping to get feedback from a group of people that I know would be open to new things and honest in the criticism.

I will be on the engine ning http://engine.ning.com I hope that the same kind of community can grow there as well.

Me, too?

Not necessarily the lightest choice for summer reading, The Lucifer Effect is a long and dense sociological and psychological interrogation into what compels to commit acts that would normally go against their morals and ethics. What creates the environment for evil to thrive?

Trying to go beyond the dualistic religious argument of good/evil, nature/corrupting nurture, this book written by Philip Zimbaro who famously pioneered prison theory with his Stanford Prison Experiment. I am only a few chapters in but it has already given me a lot to the think about.

I will post my conclusions. For now here is the Amazon Link.

Macaque at the Lolita Party

Image from Cafe Drake. We had a blast playing the Lolita Party in Williamsburg. It was a welcome last minute invite and we were happy to play a short set of our brand of electro fueled pop hijinks!

Set List
Anchored & Docked
Big Man
24hr Attention Getter
I'm on Fire
Inappropriately
You have it over on me