GlitchSlapTko

“Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.” - Tom Waits

The degree to which our processors seldom these days approach their "peaks" is the degree to which the computational requirements of a certain class of musical "problems" has finally been eclipsed by the sheer computational speed of the actual machines themselves. In our current situation, unless some new paradigms of musical complexity are introduced (nothing demands this, naturally), future "error" (resulting from hitting processor "ceilings") as such will be qualified not so much in terms of its frequency of occurance, but by the degree to which it may be, for its pure ornamentality, freely introduced by the composer.

Put another way, what musical problem imaginable would justify the power of one of these monsters to solve? This argues the need to go in the opposite direction, some would say...To argue this ad absurdum leads, absurdly, to a situation where the "Digiki"s of the future make their "Polypunk 1000"s...on The Earth Simulator IV?

This. Just picked up this 4 CD set at my local HMV. Reason? It was cheaper than at the Apple Store, and I'm on a real Coltrane binge these days.
Oh, in a related note, just picked up the Donald Richie book on Japanese Cinema. Going thru that one DVD at a time.

I'm doing something these days that I haven't done since I was twenty years old: I'm listening to a new album everyday. Now this new album isn't always a new album for me. Sometimes is has been such a long time since I've heard it, that it is "new enough"...and that is ok too, but I would estimate that about 90% of the time, I'm begging, borrowing, and/or stealing (OK, sometimes actually BUYING) new albums to this end. Of course, I review about 20-25 new albums a quarter for E|I Magazine, that that is GREAT, but I have my own little gimpish tastes too, and they must be satisfied. Today I went BACK to Coltrane's "Ascension" and also FWD to his "Interstellar Space" album (I'd never heard it before). Amazing stuff. I think next week I'll start dusting off all of my 50s, 60s, and 70s avante-garde albums. I have a feeling I'll find a way to incorporate all of this in my next work(s). Oh, I'm also playing around with composing my second string quartet now.

It could probably be shown by facts and figures that there is no distinctly American criminal class except Congress.
- Mark Twain

Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting.
- Alan Dean Foster

The way to write American music is simple. All you have to do is be an American and then write any kind of music you wish.
- Virgil Thompson

Idealism is what precedes experience; cynicism is what follows.
- David T. Wolf

Bravo! The birth of modern music never sounded better.

I'm sure you do!

My new love.

Spent most of the day comparing the 1955 and 1981 recordings of Gould performing Bach's Goldberg Variations. There are worse things one can do with one's time, I suppose.

UPDATE: My favorite variation is, hands down, variation 15 (05:02 on the Sony CD). That ending phrase is so forlorn. Listening to this, we can know that we are living life after the masters of harmony have passed. Listening to Cage, we can also know tha we are living life after the masters of disharmony have passed. Ours is a time of (I'm sure Roddy will forgive me this) music strung together with some string and a bit of wire. Small and hermetic. Small and hermeneutic. Ad hoc. We've been drying our eyes for so long now that we've forgotten what we were crying about in the first place. Tissue?

Momus dances, therefore he "is"...
Stephen W. Hawking can't dance (at best he can pop a wheelie), therefore he is...not?
St. Nick forgets that Hawking's mind is a sweeping dance of Platonic "forms" across the floor of pure thought, where mercifully, it doesn't take two to tango.

Here's my latest オヤジ川柳 (a kind of debased haiku for old farts like me):
「一夜酒　三日連続　二日酔い」

Note to self: Cheezy, but triple-word score for using a 季語. Rawk!

My question: Give the shortest possible definitions of Science, Philosophy, Art, Politics.

My answer: Science asks "how?"; Philosophy asks "why?"; Art asks "why not?" and Politics answers this question.

(I see my job as being to explode these categories.)

It was announced this week that this year's kanji is 「愛」, or "love"...of course, since the Japanese language makes the distinction between 「愛」and 「恋」, I suppose that we should use the translation "agape" or something like that. Of course, this kanji was just chosen since it was related to the World Expo in 愛知県 or some little rugrat in the royal family. Not that much to do with real love it seems. Alas...Anyway, it is better than last year's kanji.

Oh, I wrote a haiku for a friend who just came back from Paris and their changing view of that city. It deals with the theme above, sort of.

「恋の街 純粋理性 愛の街」

Note to future poetic self: Write a poem that uses all of the previous "kanji of the year" in sequence, in order to summarize Japan's recent history in a few lines of verse. Just in case this is an original idea, copywrite me & now.

Ho, ho, ho!
R.

http://news.google.com/news?hl=ja&ned=jp&ie=UTF-8&q=みずほ&btnG=ニュース検索

60GB 5th generation get!

時間の終わり

杉本 博司：時間の終わり
会期：2005年9月17日（土）− 2006年1月9日（月･祝）
会場：森美術館　六本木ヒルズ森タワー53F
開館時間：月・水〜日10:00−22:00　火10:00−17:00
(いずれも入館は閉館時間の30分前まで)
* 11/22(火)、1/3(火)は22:00まで開館時間を延長
* 但し10/19(水)は休館、10/20(木)・1/4(水)は17:00閉館

Hurricane-ravaged New Orleans gets Wi-Fi

Great. Now all them homeless coons can surf the net from the comfort of their own hospital beds. If they could only afford US$100 laptops, now.

(I'm sure Roddy won't mind if I post this here, but if he does, I'm sure he'll let me know.)

"let's skype the night ayway together, i need you more than leather..."

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Robert Duckworth
宛先: roddy
詳細オプション 13:05 (2½時間前)
as if you weren't already all over this one:
http://news.google.com/news?hl=en&ned=us&q=george+michael&btnG=Search+News

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roddy schrock
宛先: 自分
詳細オプション 15:19 (28分前)
wow.... didn't know about that. i'm sure america will be the last country in the world to have anything like this legislation. -roddy

On 30 Nov 2005, at 20:05, Robert Duckworth wrote:

as if you weren't already all over this one:
http://news.google.com/news?hl=en&ned=us&q=george+michael&btnG=Search+News

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Robert Duckworth
宛先: roddy
詳細オプション 15:45 (2分前)
yep. probaby the last country on earth. but at the rate things are
going, america might actually wind up BEING the last country on earth.
(does is show that i'm finally getting around to reading baudrillard's
"the gulf war did not take place"? 10 years to late, i'm afraid.)
anyway, speaking of america, i have a funny story for you.
an american friend of mine in japan wanted to get a very funky,
kitschy 'hanko' (japanese name stamp) made for a friend of his. he
asked me my opinion. after finding out his budget and specs that he
was hoping for (exotic stone, flourid script style, dragon inlayed
handle) i suggested buying it in china. he could save cash, and the
chinese are 1000 times better at this kind of thing than the japanese
(for better or for worse). i'm going to china this weekend to do some
shopping, hang out with some friends, and pick up his hanko, which
wound up costing around USD 300.
went by the bank this morning and got a 'money packet' of USD 300,
sealed and certified by the federal reserve in ameria.
just got to my studio, decided to open the pack, count the cash, just
to be sure.
opened the pack and there was that smell, oh, that long-forgotten
smell of AMERIAN MONEY.
not that i ever had much money when i was living in athens or LA, but
the touch, the feel, the look of it all (most of it had been printed
since i'd left america, new styles, new paper, etc.) was so...exotic!
yes, i couldn't deny that word, exotic.
and then i remembered the name of the window at the bank where i got the money
「外貨両替」"foreign currency exchange"
but now for me, there was a new "eureka" moment, for when i opened
that bag, at that instant, i was holding "foreign" money, smelling it,
rubbing it, wondering what kind of strange country it must have come
from.
i kept one or two of the bills for myself in an air-tight envelope,
and i pull them out and fondle them on occasion.
this is that america has become for me. the smell of ink and paper and
some kind of simulacrum, but not a neutered one, as it threatens to
become in baudrillard's "non-event" sense of the term.
the most potent one symbol heretofore in existance.
but it was a pale green, and try between my fingers.
and finally, i noticed that they hadn't put any writers or artists or
composers or anyone who wasn't military or bureaucratic on the bills.
i remember seeing Honegger's picture on the bills in switzerland.
but thank god no one will ever put john cage's gooey face on a bill.

2005/12/1, roddy schrock :
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"Cuddle up baby move in tight
We'll go dancing tomorrow night
It's cold out there but its warm in bed
They can dance, we'll stay home instead
jitterbug"

# posted by glitchslaptko @ 3:49:00 PM

War and Cinema: The Logistics of Perception

Neuromancer (Remembering Tomorrow)

The Inhuman: Reflections on Time

The Gulf War Did Not Take Place

Justine, Philosophy in the Bedroom and Other Writings