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M83 - You, appearing (via jessicabigarel)
A month after seeing Phoenix, I was back at Koko’s for another helping of French cheese. Anthony Gonzalez kicked off with a few really beautiful ambient pieces before beeing joined by the very cool Morgan Kibby and the drummer. They were really sleek, switching back and forth between dream-pop and more hardcore electronica with ease and to really good effect, and I thought the band sounded as good live as on the records. Having said all that, however enjoyable the gig was, it never quite took off for me.
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Listen here to the Persian music she’s chosen as the soundtrack to her website
Damn, I’ve just missed Made in Iran, a group show exhibiting the work of young contemporary artists currently living and working in Iran.
Still considered today the best of Mira Nair’s work, I meant to see this movie ages ago and the fact that I saw Slumdog Millionnaire on release but that I had yet to see the “real deal” kept bothering me. Now that it’s done, I can confirm what I suspected all that time, i.e. Salaam Bombay! feels like a genuine and moving piece of Mumbai street life, whereas Slumdog is sweet and entertaining but forgettable fluff.
I’ve never been on Eve but it’s not a place for me, for, you see, you need to be a super geek to survive in that virutal world i.e. you need to be seriously smart, have a warrior mentality and be able to dedicate 8 hours+ of your day to the game. Eve is a place where industrial espionage and theft are rife (Billions Stolen in Online Robbery reports the BBC), where you have triple agents, where alliances get created and broken several times a day and where there’s always a psycho geek who’s out to destroy the entire world of Eve just out of spite or fun.
A couple of years ago, a friend and I found refuge in a London pub for a pint, only to find ourselves surrounded by Eve’s super geeks who had come to town for a meet and to plot to take over the world. We hooked up with two of those kids (one from the north of Britain and one from Spain if I remember correctly) who talked with real passion about the game. Hours later we left in awe of their brain power and passion but secretely relieved that they were spending their potentially dangerous talents in the virtual world and not in the real one…well, for now at least.
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Regina Spektor - Eet
“It’s more about the sound than the food intake,” she says in reference to the phonetic spelling of her song “Eet.” The spelling hearkens back to Spektor’s childhood: She was born in Moscow and came to the U.S. at the age of 9. She had to learn English, and she initially knew words only by their sound. — NPR blah blah with Spektor
Far is full of goodies and Regina is full of little vocal idiosyncrasies that I fancy. Like her sounding out cymbals at the end of “Eet”, exhaling ooos (while being punched in the stomach?) on “Folding Chair”, or going Kate Bushy on some of her Hooked Into Hooked Into Machine’s.
And just when I thought that I was seriously over the whole business travel routine, I got to my hotel room and got introduced to the wet room. Love at first sight. It reminded me why I liked staying in hotels so much: the walk-in shower with that gigantic shower head coming out of the ceiling. That thing can shoot water down your head with such power that it peels the skin off your skull. Sooo good.
Granted, it might be trivial, but that shower makes me real happy. The 24h room service too. (The surroundings are not bad either.)
I thought what better choice than the Booker’s Booker to get me out of the reading rut I’ve been stuck in lately (…and by “lately” I mean “for yonks”), leaving a trail of unfinished books in my wake.
I’m only a mere 50 pages in, but so far so (very very) good. It looks like Rushdie’s the answer to my prayers… Ironic, considering the guy’s got a fatwa on him.
I get a real kick out of watching Hellboy being a cocky bad ass. I’m not so keen on the sequel but I really enjoy the first one.
