Matt Marks Music

Take that Hopstop! It looks ok, but maybe still a little buggy. I tried to get subway directions from my place to Lincoln Center and it just could not for the life of it figure out where Lincoln Center was. It gave me a place in Brooklyn, a place downtown. I understand, LC doesn’t really have an address, but that’s the kind of stuff where it should be intuitive. There are times when you don’t want to type in 65th and Columbus. I’m a New Yorker on the go! Oh wait, I’m blogging right now aren’t I, that kind of betrays my former statement…

Yo, my buddy Pete just put up his new website, PeterWise.net. Pete’s a common co-conspirator of mine in the evil world of experimental music. He’s the other half, not counting Doggo, of my junktronica duo Doggo and Sons. He also runs the wonderful Berkshire Fringe Festival every summer, which you should be attending every summer, seriously. Pete can also be found popping up in about a jillion other Brooklyn bands, playing everything from vibes in Mohair Time Warp to drumset in something called the Matt Marks and the Lil Death Band.

Pete designed the website himself and it looks great. He’s got these awesome Add to GCal links by his list of shows. Sexy. I want.

This video is cute. Although, I was hoping that the Dizzee Rascal mass-delusion was over. Nice song though (despite Dizzee’s disruption). Ummm… I suppose it’s NSFW.

I think I’m gonna get the HTC Dream. I gotta crush on Android.

Clay Shirky on Information Overload.

Critic who criticized the Cleveland Orchestra reassigned for having an opinion.

Goddamn I gotta stop spending time on 4chan…

So, I’ll probably be blogging light this week, as I’m in Utica (whoo!) this week playing a concert with AWS at Hamilton College. I also have a really nasty cold, which means any spare time I have is devoted to sleeping.
For the record, playing John Adams’ Son of Chamber Symphony in the morning when your cold is raging isn’t exactly my idea of fun. I also gave a lecture on my Revolution 9 arrangement to the electronic music class here. That was fun, despite the fact that I really just wanted to curl up on the floor in fetal position and blow my nose until my heart came out. No, but it was actually kind of fun.
Oh yeah, and apparently the hall here is a MONO hall. I’ll let that sink in for you. Yeah, no stereo. Mono. Um, and since my remix I’m having played during the concert of John and Yoko’s Unfinished Music is, well, not mono (since I’m not currently living in the 50s), that is making things a little tough. Hm. Well, we’re trying to figure something out.
Anyway, so yeah. Crazy busy. Crazy sick. Whoo stock market crash! Whoo end of civilization!
Mafoo sleep now.

Sappy patriotic propaganda film, Proud American, has the worst opening for a large release ever. It’s actually the rejection of mindlessly uplifting slop like this that makes me proud to be an American. Check out 1:34. “Like, Dawn. This is our table. You have to leave. Like, go!”. Awesome. Who talks like that?? Actually I kinda want to see it now…

I can’t think of anything I’d rather remix less than a new Third Eye Blind album.

A map of the U.S.A by personality type.

It’s tragic that such an innovative game as Spore is getting overshadowed by the controversy surrounding its bullshit copy protection, but the anti-DRM movement is pretty inspiring.

It’s taken until today for CNN.com to feature the tragic death of DFW. He was only, ya know, one of the nation’s greatest living novelists. No, but you’re right. O.J. in court again is a much bigger story.

Too little, too late, BB. Seriously, ditch the trackball.

Korg DS-10 for Nintendo DS.

The Women 1939:

Maybe it’s the fact that it’s a blatant Sex in the City ripoff. Maybe it’s Jada Pinkett-Smith embodying the token black girl by saying shit like “foyn!”. Maybe it’s that The Women ’39 actually takes some thought to follow the clever dialogue. Maybe it’s just that I’m a huge Rosalind Russell fan after watching His Girl Friday.

But come on Hollywood. This is pathetic.

Ari Melber isn’t afraid to use the word, and sticks it the fuck to partisan hack Brad Blakeman. This is fun to watch. The left needs more people with balls like this. It gets really good around 2:45. Good stuff.

Jesus. Mindless bureaucracy can be frightening sometimes.

Police have charged Elizabeth Miller, the manager of the Bed, Bath & Beyond in Lexington, Kentucky, who refused to let a couple use the store’s phone to call 911 to report a three-year-old locked in a van, and refused to make an announcement over the store’s PA system.

Wow. It is truly an increasingly surreal media landscape when supposedly light talks hows such as The View and The Daily Show are asking harder questions of politicians than the actual news. I’ve always hated The View, and maybe this is just a sign of my lowering standards, but they really give it to him. The redheaded one actually uses the dreaded L-word!

Here’s a taste:

Are you serious? What is she supposed to say, ‘no’? No Charlie, now that I think of it, I’m totally unprepared to lead this country.

This is a really strange election.