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The strongest word, is still the word 'free'

Sun Jul 04 2004 21:41:05 GMT-0700 (PDT)

Recommended listening for July 4th, 2004: Negativland - "Free". That is all. Listen to the pops, watch the bombs, and listen. No seriously, listen. Following up on yesterday's neighborhood/fireworks comment: SE Portland has some serious fuckin fireworks representation.

independence eve

Sat Jul 03 2004 22:04:17 GMT-0700 (PDT)

I guess one of the benefits of living in a, well, "less developed" (that's one way of saying 'sketchy') part of the city is that fireworks are more prevelant. Way more. Especially in a state that has basically outlawed all non-wussy fireworks. I guess the drive to Vancouver or to the various reservations is easy. So it's been booming around here all day. Literally. Now that it's dark, there are big flashes over the roofline. In a way, I get a sense of what it must be like to live in a place like Tikrit...only, you know, without the actual fear of dying.

noisybox.net hourly updates....yeah right.

Sat Jul 03 2004 14:43:54 GMT-0700 (PDT)

So >BLAM<, new layout. Sure, it's not terribly different, just a bit simpler I think. I did like the old design and didn't want to change things too much. Hopefully this new thing reduces the overall boxyness of early times... And then I saw Skinny Puppy a few weeks ago. Great show, but not exactly what I expected. It was a strange night. I couldn't bring my camera in (special request from the band apparently...the Roseland always lets people bring cameras). I met some herion freak ("Yeah, I shoot herion...") and was approached by a hooker. Weird. Last weak was Legendary Pink Dots, and I went with Bill and Kim. LPD put on a great live show! I hadn't been to Berbatis until then, and although I liked the atmosphere (kinda dark and smoky barish setting), the conversational chatter was a bit much. I guess the music could have been louder, or people could have been more into the show. I dunno, I had a good time. It seems that this is THE summer for live music. Even tho it doesn't look like I'll go to Bend to catch Pixies again, I found out that Le Tigre isn't opening for SY this month...but instead, it's WOLF EYES. I'm very very excited about seeing those maniacs. If I wasn't so broke [constantly], I'd get some merch (is it true that they have like 50 albums?)... So I still have to fix the photo page...it's hosed with the new layout. I suppose I'll end up doing some housework too this weekend...even tho I just plain despise it. Update: Ok, the photos page shouldn't be as hosed anymore.

So what's new witchoo?

Mon Jun 07 2004 22:29:17 GMT-0700 (PDT)

Pictures from Coachella 2004 are here. I also took some pics when I went up to Seattle to see my bro's band The Drop play...check 'em here. I continue to get bizarre, cryptic emails from strangers. Somehow I've given the impression that these crackheads and foreigners can just send me nonsense...and that somehow I can make sense out of it all. Unfortunately, that's not the case. If you're a 17-year-old Indian dude trying to hack together a wireless robot video system (or something, hell, I can't tell!), I probably can't help you. :) And I've been playing around in fluxbox. It's a nice lightweight window manager that continues to grow on me...tho I do wish it had some more built-in features. Overall, it's a nice, snappy and responsive WM. Been doing some prep work for my next recording project, which should hopefully materialize in early July. I'm borrowing a nice Peavey midi controller from a buddy of mine...I've interfaced it with pure-data, and it's tremendously helpful! I'm still drooling over the Behringer midi controllers tho. Since I'm on the topic of pd, I guess I should also mention that I put up a quickie little page to share some of the abstractions I built. I've been obsessing over lots of the amazing and great free music available at archive.org. The netlabels and open source audio stuff is really fascinating to me. Some of it's horrible, much of it is brilliant. I've found a great number of just awesome, drony, electronic/experimental pieces, and I enjoy the occasional field recording. The archive folks are definately worthy of my tax-break-donation this time around. And so I think the site's about due for a redesign. I'd like to simplify things a bit, and perhaps get away from the whole block-block-border-block-rectangle thing. I still like the overall look/feel, but I'm ready for a change. Maybe I'll try it piecemeal, maybe I'll just tackle it all at once.

Jingle jangle goes the money honey bunny...

Fri May 07 2004 19:49:34 GMT-0700 (PDT)

John Hunnicutt wrote:

Not to worry, wouldn't pay 180 K or even consider (starting salary for that
position) someone with such flippant responses. If you are going to post an
internet resume, you might want take all inquiries/comments seriously, you
never know who is shopping.
Thanks John! Not to worry, I wouldn't accept 180 K or even consider working for somebody who uses such a cryptic, and frankly backward-ass way of soliciting potential employees. Let's recap how this went down... You send me a one-line message, out of the blue, with no sig: "What do you do for a living? Know anything about telecom?" Hmmm. Complete stranger. Asks me what I do for a living. He couldn't have read my resume online, otherwise, ya know, he'd have a pretty good idea already. I wonder what this maniac stalker psychopath wants...so I reply with a light-hearted and friendly "...What made you decide to email me out of the thousands of people on the internet?....why do you ask?". To which you replied with the absolutely eloquent: "Job silly" email (again, no additional explanation, and no sig). "Job silly?" I wonder to myself? What the hell could this mean? Does this man/boy/stranger thinks his job is particularly silly? Does this guy work in a particularly hilarious sector of telecom? Is this guy wanting to hire me for a silly job? What's the mode of communication here? Is this yet another one of those guys who insists on stringing random words together in hopes that I can magically derive meaning? I picture a guy with a clown nose crimping RJ45 or something. So I reply with some continued babble-babble-doublespeak nonsense, and I state that my questions remain unanswered...and I get

I honestly have no idea who you are. Please send me the original email and possibly I can determine what is going on. John Hunnicutt
Director
TRCA

Wow. This dude can't manage email, but he's a "Director". I wonder how many film's he's made...but I guess 20 minutes later you've managed to remember how to use Outlook:

I believe this might have been via your web resume? Not real sure. Looking for a high end Avaya PBX technician...or Meg Tilly, whichever comes first. Would even settle for Meg Ryan.

Whatever. Ok. I suppose I don't make $180k, but I can certainly tell that the background on John's "portrait" image (seen above, source from here) isn't white. Nice work man. I also like the use of the tag. Even though I haven't seen that in a while (say, circa 1994 web design), it just SCREAMS professionalism! Even though I suppose this shit happens everywhere, I'm fucking happy that I don't live in Texas anymore.

Sure, it's a burden....but so's the alternative

Sun Mar 28 2004 15:18:58 GMT-0800 (PST)

If you stopped by looking for pics from the Portland Noise Festival, they're posted over here: Portland NoiseFest 2004 pictures. The noise festival was amazing. Let me repeat that for emphasis: The Portland 2004 Noise Festival was amazing. Evil sick perfection. Very huge props to the organizers and promoters. In fact, the show beat my every expectation. I have to admit, I had pretty minimal (pessimistic) expecatations going in, but things were so great that I was forced to return on Saturday...and I don't regret it for a second. There were so many phenomenal performances, but my memory keeps focusing on the Sleeping With the Earth set. Holy shit. Wow. Kudos again to everybody who put forth the time, energy, and money to make that thing happen. It was certainly a defining moment in my short existence. So yeah, on a less serious note, this is one of the most fucking awesome things I have ever seen in my life. Listen or die: Devastatin' Dave. It's like an 80s version of Super Greg. Or something.

Dinosaurs or aliens?

Sat Feb 21 2004 18:02:57 GMT-0800 (PST)

If you're having trouble getting your Canon PowerShot SD10 working in Linux, I might suggest trying the gphoto2 stuff, and letting it show up as a Canon Digital IXUS...you can't mount it via USB mass storage, so don't expect to. The ScareBear is finally online. I completed that thing a while back, but only recently got around to finishing the [weak] little page for it. Coachella. Nuff said. My brother kicks balls!!!

Attack of the empty bits! Cellular automoa of zeros.

Sat Feb 07 2004 11:31:36 GMT-0800 (PST)

Well ok, I've managed to delay any kind of posting (at least to my own [we]blog) for a month...I suppose I'm overdue. I've been diligently ignoring pop culture and celebrity nipple fiascos and worked during the Superbowl. In fact, I've been working a lot. But I took some time early this morning to add Yahoo Buzz index items (via their wonderfully convenient RSS feeds) to the LED sign. Neet. I guess I can scratch something off the project list anyway. Other than bookoos of work and occasionally doing something to my house, I really haven't been able to do much in the way of projects. It's kinda disconcerting. The time I now spend commuting seems to be eating up a big chunk of my free time. I did, however, come to realize that the Internet Archive has a pretty damn decent audio section. Good stuff can be found. Also, the PLA has a pretty great audio stream. Heh. Oh yeah, and I upgraded to the 2.6 kernel, just like a true geek. We've got tickets to a Merce Cunningham production next week. Should be a good time.

Welcome to 2004, better known as y2k4.

Wed Jan 07 2004 12:01:06 GMT-0800 (PST)

"And I don't know how a man decides what's right for his own life it's all a mystery..." So we're really in the middle of an ice storm of sorts (not exactly like that other ice storm). There's like 1-2 feet of drifted powder snow on the ground, covered by a blanket of maybe 3/4" thick ice. The sun is starting to peek out, and the snow and rain has stopped, but they're not very sure if the temperatures are going to be warm enough to melt it away before tormorrow morning. So today's the second day in a row I've worked from home. Irony? I had a strange dream the other night, based around a fictional Flaming Lips song. It was very moving, surreal stuff...but you don't get details here.

It's a quick like quickie, Feliz.

Wed Dec 24 2003 16:52:37 GMT-0800 (PST)

So, for many (defined as 0 < many < 120) months now I've been thinking about something related to sound. And music. Or noise. And I remember when I downloaded Negativland's U2 (which, for the novice, you simply could not find because of the BANNED status) in .au format on a Sun workstation and my headphones roared in 1992...but then it's like a car crash and all the skidding and smoking tires and broken glass led me right smack dab into Epitonic. Shit!