"Favorite Intermissions: Music Before and Between Beethoven, Stravisnky, Holst" is a collection of the ambient intermission sounds--murmurs, coughs, tuning, musical warm-ups--before and after orchestral performances. John Cage would be proud. The compiler, sound artist Christopher DeLaurenti, bootlegged the recordings while attending concerts for seven years. This is his greatest hits from more than 50 recorded hours, presented in 3D binaural audio. John Cage would be proud. From the New York Times, where you can also hear selections from the CD:
Link to New York Times, Link to purchase the disc(Thanks, Vann Hall!)“Every composer, every sound artist, every musician, poses a fundamental question to everyone else,” Mr. DeLaurenti said in an interview. “It’s a request to listen. I have faith that in any sound or collection of sounds, music lies therein.
“It does sound crazy,” he continued. “Craziness is the root of many great musical ideas and the source for new ways of listening and considering the world around us..."
Virtually all concert halls ban photography or recording, and contracts with musicians’ unions strictly govern what can be preserved, so Mr. DeLaurenti had to go under cover. He said he was never caught but occasionally drew suspicious looks from ushers.
He honed a technique of often shifting his posture and moving around. “Most people are not observant and rarely look at one thing for longer than 10 seconds,” he said. He also showed unfailing courtesy when questioned. “People don’t want trouble,” he explained.
Explorers are, by definition “persons who investigate unknown regions”.
Take a nod from this when dressing yourself, as well. Think tailored
garments, but more military-influenced and less I- bought- this- at- the-
suit- shop. Leather, silk, linen, tall boots, pith helmets, flying goggles — the
list of explorer gear goes on. Try wearing mid-length skirts with the hems
buckled up to reveal breeches or cotton bloomers. Billowing sleeves or
bustled skirts with tight leather vests or corsets are a definite. Borrow
Middle-Eastern and Indian flair from belly dance fashion or take a nod
from pioneer garb. Wrap tons of leather belts about your waist and
hips or use a piece of rope to tie up your pants or skirt. Ladies —
search Ebay or vintage stores for old-fashioned medical cinchers
with fan lacing. Gentlemen — tuck your trousers into the tops of
your boots and hang a compass and pocketwatch from your belt
or rock a kilt and sporran. Mod your own steampunk ray gun
from a water pistol and some aerosol paint and wedge it into
your belt or your stockings.
RU: Is this writing, basically, you trying to do the
voice of Hunter S. Thompson? Are you incorporating his stuff? Is it
all him? How does it work?
and kind of knit them together. I quickly
abandoned that. I knew it wasn't going to work. Also, we would run
afoul of copyright issues with the estate and I don't really care for
his widow. She's done several stupid things that I really detest. So I
didn't want to pour more gasoline on that fire. And unlike Johnny Depp
or Bill Murray, I didn't have the luxury of moving into Thompson's
house and getting the Hunter experience.
6. How can I find out what political party someone has donated to?
Check out this video of an insanely long queue at London's Heathrow Terminal 4. The YouTube user who posted it says it took him 3.5 hours to clear it. This is a line to pass through the security checkpoint while changing flights in London. I feel safer already.
By the time I'd finished the third volume, I was hooked. The characters, a group of young adolescents trying to survive the rigors of their renowned village's ninja academy, were so wonderfully fleshed out by mangaka Musashi Kishimoto – in the writing and the drawing. These weren't stock characters with a few choice quirks added for identification's sake. These were kids – Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Rock Lee, Ino, Shikamaru, et al. – with complex backstories informing their decisions, with choices made based on hard-won personal knowledge and social machinations going back generations. Here were astonishing skills and martial techniques that weren't the result of gamma-ray mishap or genetic cataclysm but, instead, years of dedicated physical training and the study of ancient ways of controlling the body's natural energies. A slapdash junk load of mystical mumbo-jumbo requiring much suspension of disbelief, at times, yes; but compelling nonetheless.
I've linked my some photos I loaded on flickr. On my recent backpacking trip through Asia, I came upon this claw game in Osaka, called sub Marine Catcher. For only 200 yen ($2) you can try your hand at winning a live lobster. I'm not really sure how you get the lobster home but there was a pile of newspaper nearby.
Here's a billboard in Pennsylvania designed to stimulate the pleasure centers of people who think Saddam Hussein was the mastermind behind the 9/11 attacks. 
(Holmes said:) "It wasn't a wave because it was going in the opposite direction to the waves that I could see and the top half of it seemed to be black.
(This) four-foot (1.2-meter), 110-pound (50-kilogram) specimen lived for 17 hours in a quarantine pool, an "extraordinary" feat considering the cold, deep-sea habitat of the fish, marine biologist Lucky Lumingas of the local Sam Ratulangi University told the Associated Press. Lumingas plans to study the carcass.
This beautiful video morphs through 500 years of female portraits in western art.
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