New single off the new Ash album, Twilight of the Innocents. Think turning 30 has finally made Tim Wheeler a little more socially conscious, what with the bring-the-troops-home sentiment of the video. But the song’s quite blah though, and I think this is the most prominent piano ever in an Ash song, not that it helps that much.
Archive for May, 2007
As you (must already) know, it’s the 30th anniversary of Star Wars, and Star Wars Celebration IV is taking place right now in LA, with lots of the usual attendant mutual fanboy masturbation and balls-out merchandise consumption. There is however, one extremely cool idea that’s come out of this, and that is The Vader Project.
The Vader Project is presented by Master Replicas Inc. and curated by Dov Kelemer of DKE Toys. Kelemer gathered 75 of the hottest underground and pop surrealist painters, artists and designers to participate. Each artist was given a Master Replicas 1:1 scale prop replica of the actual Darth Vader helmet used in the Star Wars films. Each helmet served as a blank canvas for each artist to paint, design, mash up, and customize.
Here’s a sample of my favourites off the official flickr set:
I would be remiss not to include toysrevil‘s excellent interviews with the involved artists. You cool lah, dude.
And here’s something just for kicks:
I love my Logitech Cordless MX keyboard, but 4 years of non-stop use means a fair amount of detritus lurking under the keys. As evidenced by picture below.
Here’s a bloody disgusting close-up if you’re so inclined.
So I called up this useful guide to cleaning your keyboard, and went to work.
Here’s 4 years of my dead skin cells, the occasional food crumb, and I’m sure not a few decomposed insect remains – forcibly removed by cotton buds.
Much cleaner now…
Here’s a gratuitous shot of the keys, which were a lot of fun popping out.
By the way, I’m actually cleaning it cos I’m selling my Logitech Cordless MX Duo (means it comes with an MX700 mouse with docking base station as well). Its a pretty good and very comfortable keyboard. And the MX700 is a damn kickass mouse, I know I’ll never settle for anything less than 8 mouse buttons from now on. Although the rechargable batteries that came with it are crap now, so you’ll have to get your own.
So if anyone’s interested, can drop me an email at bsideprojektatgmail.
I’ve never been a big fan of Disney’s perpetual copyright extensions so its with a fair bit of glee that I post this video mash-up of Disney clips explaining the core concepts of American copyright law.
Goodnight, Steve McQueen is advertised as being in the vein of High Fidelity, which I’d say counts as pretty misleading. Sure its about a 29-year old loser, Steve Danny McQueen – the name’s really just for cute factor, doesn’t add to the story – who’s still trying to make it as a rock star after yonks, and it’s written by Louise Wener, previously of the Britpop band, Sleeper. But there’s really not alot about music at all, which is a huge minus in my book.
Apparently an example of lad-lit, as opposed to chick-lit, it’s really about Danny’s relationship with his long-suffering girlfriend Alison, who’s got a real job, and who’s going to be posted overseas for work, so Danny’s been given an ultimatum to shape up or ship out. Along the way, Danny’s helped by an acceptably quirky one-dimensional cast consisting of his bandmates; shoes-obsessed band leader Vince and gullible but modelesque Matty, his well-meaning Greek boss, Kostas, and Sheila, an 80-year old kungfu enthusiast.
I guess it’s a pleasant enough read, extremely easy on the gray matter. Everything’s all very pat and conveniently plotted, with Wener even throwing in a not particularly tragic attempt at poignancy with the death of a character at the end. No prizes guessing whose number is up. It’s all quite predictable and boring, really. Goodnight, Steve McQueen is my first taste of lad-lit, I think, and probably my last.
Snow Crash is bloody amazing. I’ve come on a little late to the Stephenson party – in my defense, I did read The Big U back in school – and I don’t think there’s anything I can really add to the existing public opinion of this book. This was written in 92, mind you and is shockingly prescient, case in point: Snow Crash‘s Metaverse is already here today in Second Life.
Lest you think its just a Neuromancer wannabe, it’s not all just cyberpunk and wearable-computing – Snow Crash is ridiculously dense with ideas about the confluence between politics and business, micronation franchising and samurai swordplay as well as the best explanation of religion as virus I’ve read so far. Stephenson has so many genius ideas that even his throwaway hooks are better than what most sci-fi novels revolve around.
But what really gets me about Snow Crash is the characters: Hiro Protagonist, our, erm, hero protagonist, who is the best swordsman in the world, Y.T, the requisite spunky teen, except fitted with an actual dentata (look it up), Uncle Enzo, the pizza-hawking Vietnam vet Mafia Don, and Raven, quite simply the most badass mofo with a harpoon you’ll ever read about. Snow Crash is the most fun read I’ve had in a long time.