What I love about the idea of Bitcoin as a store of value is that you can cash one in any time you like for the electricity that was used to mine it. Right?
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What I love about the idea of Bitcoin as a store of value is that you can cash one in any time you like for the electricity that was used to mine it. Right?
As someone who decided several times over the past five years that it was already too late to buy Bitcoin, I do find myself wondering if this will be the one instance when it turns out that the emperor was wearing small but exquisite golden briefs the whole time.
The best Christmas song is, of course, 'Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence' by Ryuichi Sakamoto.
I find it odd that people are saying the Vanity Fair writer was trying to ape McCarthy's style. I didn't actually see any signs of that at all. DFW I can maybe see if I squint, but even then not really. Reads more like Didion put through a gormless twat filter.
Biden needs Scranton, but does Scranton need Biden? Something (temporarily?) topical for Slackjaw medium.com/slackjaw/as-...
Why are they all so ruddy?
A little personal reflection on Larkin and Nostalgia: "She probably didn’t even read the poems from start to finish when she was having him struck off the curriculum. It seems more likely that she just started a couple and stopped as soon as she reached a diaphragm or a tuberous cock and balls."
Every time I hear it, I can't get over how utterly modern 'The Great Gate of Kiev" sounds. Particularly the slow swinging section at the midpoint with all those interleaving, chiming chords. It sounds almost impressionistic, despite being written a year before Ravel was even born.
You're not allowed to pronounce "mirror" as "meer" just because it's a more convenient rhyme.
I know it's petty, but I think one of my least favorite groups of people are those who find David Tennant really appealing. This counts double for Good Omens. And yet I have nothing against David Tennant himself.
Le Tombeau de Couperin deserves more attention.
Half-way through this - really enjoying it. Still trying to get my head around the idea that there was a Japanese comic book about wine tasting.
Accelerationists are (deliberately) ruining the world.
Watched Tilda Swinton in "Three Thousand Years of Longing" over the weekend. She's extremely good at delivering glassy, aloof RP, but her Yorkshire accent was painfully forced. Are there any posh British actors who can convincingly play working class and/or a regional accent?
Mystified that the angels/aliens in "Come Sail Away" by Styx address the narrator both as 'lads' and 'baby'.
This is my favorite line from a recent piece I wrote for @vox.com on fictional presidencies. I've always had a weakness for Miltonic rage. www.vox.com/culture/2023...
The Spotify listeners per month data is pretty interesting. Was not expecting Mexico City to have the world's highest concentration of A Flock Of Seagulls fans. Or that Sao Paulo has almost twice as many Oingo Boingo fans as the next most devoted city.
We have a Webster too, though he's gone by Webby since about ten minutes after we got him.
We have a Webster too, though he's gone by Webby since about ten minutes after we got him.
I came across this live recording of Alicia de Larrocha on YouTube a few years ago that captures that ecstatic spirit pretty well. Of the studio recordings, I like Thibaudet's dynamics, but the rest of his playing is a bloodless in comparison.
L'Isle Joyeuse - I could never get near playing it, but can imagine how cheering it must be to reach the finale with that big left hand clanging down like someone dive-bombing into the sea.
My favorite off-shoot of this is the shorthand used in shows like Star Trek Discovery, where two characters with an off-screen history recall previous space hijinks to solve a current problem. "Remember how we outfoxed the Sheepsqueezers of Splaticon 5?" followed by a knowing grin. Ahh, backstory.
My Twitter is now full of these accounts that pop up over and over, despite not following them (the menswear guy, various reactionary techies, a handful of handwringing trad-chads). The Culture Critic is by far the worst. Glib, historically illiterate snobbery dressed up as common-sense aesthetics.
Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton.
Isn't it to do with not having to do any other kind of work? Nothing deflates the literary ego quicker than the reality that it isn't your genius that pays the bills, but your ability to show up and do something dull eight hours a day, five days a week.
I didn't know Casey had a new book. The Devil's Teeth is one of my favorite works of non-fiction. Her knack of finding the story - and the characters to go with it - is second to none.
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. Oh look, Tom and Daisy have got an outboard on theirs. Off they go, motoring into the future."
The fierce glare on my banner belongs to Marjorie Cameron. She was the original triple threat: an artist, actress and witch. Look at those eyes. She even managed to scare the shit out of Kenneth Anger.
Moving on to a new project. "Grievous Angels" was about art, music and magic in the C20th, told via the lives of Aleister Crowley, Marjorie Cameron, Kenneth Anger, Gram Parsons et al. This scene at Altamont is one of my favorites. https://morbidcuriosity.substack.com/p/extract-from-grievous-angels
