x_los: (Alice)
More known ones:







Picks up about 1:27.

Perhaps less known songs:



x_los: (Not My Real Dad)
Not a very productive day. Rather lazy and sad. Hard to feel okay when the visa is Out There and I don’t really have answers/security on that. Knowing that I can, quite probably, successfully counter opposition doesn’t feel like a relief so much as a looming obstacle ahead of me.

Have almost used all the left-over-crap from the holidays in various recipes without wasting much of any of it. Score.

You all need to listen to this song though, for real real )

And musings on Pregnance:

Daniel: Beyonce's kid is named blue ivy
i think her next kid is purple kudzu
just calling it now

me: Danny, I already listened to the rap about this [in which Jay Z raps jubilantly about having spawned]
and I feel: correct
except when you say on fb that you're waiting for it [Purple Kudzu] to drop
you fundamentally misunderstand the nature of kudzu
that shit is clinging in there like a horrific foetus that dies inside, rots, and takes mom with it in the highest female gothic tradition
Cut to Jay Z wandering around Manderlay, screaming raps to the sea
the cold, uncaring sea
I guess Purple Kudzu truly was... destiny's child?
IN THAT IT WAS DESTINED TO KILL. O_O
x_los: (OMG)
Because I /said/ I would.

***

Me: you know what makes NO sense?
the Kanye song lyric 'I put the pussy in a sarcophagus'
the word means 'eater of flesh', suggesting, as does the word 'in', an act of enclosure, and more threateningly that the pussy will be consumed--but I do not think Kanye means to suggest he will eat this woman out
I think he speaks of the pleasure his penis will give, but the imagery is flawed--perhaps this is his hidden desire to be sexually subservient leaking through, as indicated by the following line 'head of the class, and she just want a swallow-ship'--read as is, it is about her oral sex skills, but given 'sarcophagus', it becomes about him swallowing. Also maybe Kanye just needs like, an editor

Mez: ...omg
...I
what
ahahhahahahahahah
ERIN STOP LISTENING TO KANYE

Me: but he's a motherfucking monster ;_;

Mez: turn off the lights in here, erin

Me: WAIT
WAIT
OH MY GOD
HOW FREUDIAN
AND IN LINE WITH MY DOMINATION THEORY
IS BEING A MOTHER
FUCKING
MONSTER

Mez: ...HE'S
HE DOESN'T FUCK HIS MUM!

Me: Mez, you simpleton, EVERYBODY knows he's a mother-fucking monster.

Mez: NO ERIN
I judge you
and also kanye
THAT'S RIGHT, JUDGUMS IS BACK

Me: ahahahaha
you SHOULD judge him
the things he thinks about his mom

Mez: SHUT UP ERIN
YOU SUCK

Me: are truly worthy of condemnation
NO, BUT KANYE DOES
AND MAYBE THIS MYSTERIOUS WOMAN (HIS MOTHER?!)

Mez: HE DOES NOT
SHAME ON YOU
/SHAME/

Me: THIS IS LIKE WHEN IT WAS MAYBE THE DOCTOR'S MOTHER IN END OF TIME... complete bullshit.

Mez: /SHAME!!!/
WHATEVER that bit was awesome
another thing you're wrong about
sad for you

Me: ahahahahhaha
brb, writing a paper called 'Have you ever had sex with a Pharaoh?': Harsh Truths About Kanye West
x_los: (Alice)
Pleased with myself for having figured out "sin parentesco" is Spanish for "no relation" from context. #smallvictories

Also this song's moreish.

Futurity

Dec. 13th, 2011 01:02 pm
x_los: (TARDIS)
Here's Futurity, a science fiction civil war musical, which you might like to partake of! I haven't heard patter-song before in a modern musical, I don't think.

Going to get our tree tomorrow night at Columbia Road Flower Market. Need to take the 35 to Shoreditch High Street and walk to the Flower Market.
x_los: (TARDIS)
* http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/apr/09/ethical-living?intcmp=239 This sort of proves to me that the English middle class has no concept of frugality, *really*. Yammering about crust sandwiches aside, it's a bit pitiful how he doesn't precisely know how to make money stretch, and that he has no notion of the irony of making dinner with something like pine-nuts from his well-stocked pantry during this experiment. I mean he's a bit aware of the issues of having a pantry, and of his partner buying groceries, but the SUPER EXPENSIVE PINE NUT thing just woooshes past him.

* First Listen: Kate Bush, '50 Words For Snow': http://www.npr.org/2011/11/13/142133269/first-listen-kate-bush-50-words-for-snow?ps=mh_frhdl1

**AVAILABLE ONLY FOR A SHORT TIME, CHECK OUT QUICKLY IF YOU CARE**

* Piece on relative/subjective time: http://www.npr.org/blogs/13.7/2011/11/08/142118441/is-time-an-illusion-from-the-buddha-to-brian-greene

* Mez's tumblr is always v. pretty: http://littlemoonlet.tumblr.com/

* Please enjoy the ridiculous late 90s synth metal piece of shit that is the new 8th Doctor theme:



Kind of embarrassed for them right now. It's the new "Adventure Is My Name."

* Will only have a feeling about the Who movie if and when it's actually done, with a firm 'coming out' date. Finding it increasingly hard to care about it in wake of Moffat. A retcon's a bit dumb, and an attempt to follow the New canon's a bit dumb--ultimately I don't think this canon's very filmic, esp. not the sort of film they seem to want to make. Whatever, no one's world's been ruined by the Cushing movies or the TVM. I don't want it because I don't think it's a sound idea, but if that sort of logic meant anything, the last two seasons of sad wtfery wouldn't have been made. Maybe there'd be more people in fandom, idk. I don't really want to *become* part of a uber-fandom, tbh. A bit more activity, sure.
x_los: (On A Ship)
Useful advice [livejournal.com profile] amaterasu_no_ki gave me in an old discussion on my MA thesis:

"My theory is weak (I'm a psychologist and we kind of don't do it like y'all) but I will offer some of the names I've read in my study of gender theory:

Althusser's thoughts on ideological state apparatuses - how the state/society makes over individuals in it's image, and a person's perceptions of him or herself are influenced by the state and it's institutions. Butler was influenced by him, specifically his concept of interpellation, which is the idea that context always precedes the subject. I wish I had a specific reference (we read excerpts in a reader, and this was undergrad) but some of his books have online versions on marx2mao:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louis_Althusser#Selected_bibliography

You're probably already reading/read Foucault's History of Sexuality.

Derrida also has some interesting insights, but since I suck at theory I'm gonna copy this summary from Wikipedia:

"[Derrida] in turn describes logocentrism as phallocratic, patriarchal and masculinist. Derrida contributed to "the understanding of certain deeply hidden philosophical presuppositions and prejudices in Western culture", arguing that the whole philosophical tradition rests on arbitrary dichotomous categories (such as sacred/profane, signifier/signified, mind/body), and that any text contains implicit hierarchies, 'by which an order is imposed on reality and by which a subtle repression is exercised, as these hierarchies exclude, subordinate, and hide the various potential meanings.'"

Yeah. The works in question are three books he published in 1967: Speech and Phenomena, Of Grammatology and Writing and Difference. A large portion of Writing and Difference and Of Grammatology is on Google Books:

Raewyn Connell, when she was writing as Robert Connell (she's transgendered) wrote a seminal book called Gender and Power that discusses a lot of these issues. Also has a preview on Google Books: here.

Gayle Rubin wrote a greeeeeeeeat piece called "Thinking Sex: Notes for a Radical Theory of the Politics of Sexuality". It was originally published in a book edited by Carole Vance (who is also somebody really good to look up concerning gender theory) but I think one of the best places to find it is in The Lesbian and Gay Studies Reader simply because that book has so many other great pieces. It's the first essay in the book and the whole damn thing is on Google Books. Other ones that may be interesting to you in that book are "Deviance, Politics, and the Media" by Stuart Hall, and "One is Not Born a Woman" by Monique Wittig. Both of those have a sample on Google Books.

I will also note that A Reader on Reading and The City of Words have previews on Google Books.

http://www.google.com/search?tbm=bks&tbo=1&q=manguel&btnG=Search+Books"

* Song [livejournal.com profile] elviraprose mentioned to me:



* Sam suggested looking for work with video game developers. Not a bad idea.
x_los: (Andrae?)
* Matching the perfect drink to your music! http://drinkify.org/

* Tips on making better stock (An linked me): http://www.tigersandstrawberries.com/2006/09/05/making-stock-the-good-the-bad-and-the-ugly/

* Spinach artichoke dip to make soon: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/hot-artichoke-and-spinach-dip-ii/detail.aspx

* Marzipan fruit how-to and other christmas crafts (too po to buy things for people this year): http://www.fashion-era.com/Christmas/christmas_food_marzipan_fruits_recipes.htm
x_los: (Cleopatra /Look/)
http://vimeo.com/10471104

The wonderful Allegra McEvedy talks about gluttony. Also she doesn't seem to like Nigella, which is sort of random, but there you are. Seems to believe Nigella's gluttony is performative rather than from the stomach/heart.

Baked this pumpkin pie (http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/mrs-siggs-fresh-pumpkin-pie/detail.aspx) from an actual full-on pumpkin by halving it, then taking one half and cleaning it, roasting it on a cookie sheet, skinning it, pureeing it, and freezing the excess. Well, two small pies. With the 'flaky crust' (quotes because it may accidentally have become a (poor) short crust, as I fear I added too much water and perhaps blended the butter too small) from the Leon 'Baking and Puddings' book.

Got a TON of application stuff done today, really. Also finished yesterday's editing work, with help from Nadja and Katy, for which I am grateful. Dishes, laundry, cleaning, Shalka stuff, MANY family calls (Molly went in for her procedure today).

Here is a pleasing song:

x_los: (Alice)
Per FB: "What's your stance on defriending people for cluttering your feed w/ douchey NeoCon status updates? One-strike policy? Last week realized I didn't NEED to give irksome older family members a regular platform for whining about how it's the unemployed's fault for being so darn unemployed during a massive recession, yuk yuk, and it was REVELATORY, but worry that am now drunk w/ power..."

The Backstory:

me: there is no greater peace than defriending a horrible family member with Thatcher quotes on his facebook wall
god I hate my family
Daniel: hahaha
me: Unless you physically gave birth to me, I don't really feel like putting up with your bullshit. And even then: I could do with less bullshit.
Daniel: who is the member
me: one of my mom's bros who friended me AGES ago and I casually went 'well, whatever'
Today he posted a pic of some wallstreet protestor with a sign about student loans--and the kid looked FINE, but had some tattoos and a relatively clean-looking beard.

"NAME REDACTED
This guy was at the Take Back Wall Street Rally... Hey Ewok - you should have thought of this before the tats, face iron and flattering personal grooming habits."

--and I was ABOUT to say "Man, that's so witty. My copious tattoos and facial hair are probably what's keeping me from being employed and paying off mine too! ...wait..." and then I was just like nope, defriending

'hurr hurr, he has a stupid beard, I am republican, hurrrrrrr'
'people without jobs in economic crisis suxsors!!'

Daniel: tattoos are expensive
i don't understand how these people get them
me: idk if *you* wanted to rag on the kid, I'd somehow be fine with that
but this old fart with his home depot job who dropped out of school to get arrested for drug dealing and then assmunched his way into a position in a boom economy and the floated, turd-like, to the top over time through no particular individual talent despite his federal conviction?
he can shut the fuck up about how other people need to dress nice and work hard
all this Thatcher ass clownery is really cute, for a fucker who can't vote in federal elections
I'm 100% sure the kid's neat little beard and tattoos easily covered by long sleeves are The Problem Here
when you can't fucking get hired to do data entry anymore without an expensive degree, and probably have to eat 5 other people to get THAT
jackass
Daniel: hahahhaha
OWNED
convicted felon says what?
me: I was going to just saaay it to his face(book), but then I was like, no, don't out him--just walk away
EVEN IF HE DESERVES IT
'HEY, IF, LIKE THATCHER, YOU BELIEVE THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS SOCIETY--WHAT LOCKED YOU UP AGAIN?'

And today, fresh fuckwittage from a uni friend. As I told Tu today, I SERIOUSLY do not get the point of the "EUGH I AM NOT PART OF THE 99% I HAVE THREE JOBS AND EAT MY FEELINGS!!" backlash!people. Like, do you think that's... good? Why are you... anti-increased bank legislation because of that? What about that state of affairs makes you not want super-rich people to pay your level of taxes? It's not even that I disagree with you (though obviously I do because I'm not unbelievably stupid), it's that I ALSO don't see the rhetoric behind this argument/performative statement. Idek. I see that it's a smug reaction against the perceived 'laziness' of those unemployed and thus able to protest, or an internalized Protestant fear of 'whining' that I think Fromm would argue has always been a form of hierarchical control. What I don't get is how people think the hilariously self-loathing 'I'M NOT PART OF THAT PERCENT YOU SPEAK OF BECAUSE I AM CURRENTLY HEALTHY AND PRIVILEGED ENOUGH THAT I CAN GET AND WORK THREE SHITTY JOBS AND KIND OF SURVIVE!!!" rhetoric connects up to the issues it's ostensible about. Where is Disraeli, that he might cream himself over stupid poor people's eternal panting willingness to take class & wealth stratification up the ass without lube?

In other words sometimes I hate facebook.

ANYWAY, currently listening to:



I like a lot of this album, though I suspect it appeals to something a bit sophomoric in me. Ah well. It's also vaguely D/M fannish, for me, at points? Hm.

And obsessed with this video:



I mean who isn't, but seriously beautifully composed, and just so JOYOUS--it's a case of the music overcoming the lyrics and dripping bright, brassy, unconquerable triumph. It's not about the grinding and riding she suggests, it's about the victorious ascent of her voice, the love, the wonder, the movement, the thunder--and hell, sometimes the lyrics are great. 2:11's assertion of personal power--pitch PERFECT. and I LIKE the dancers/female musicians. The sloppy workout clothes around 2:30, contrasting with the earlier elegant lines and letting the dancers' movements come to the fore: yes! Her captivating expressions, her sparky Houston shout-out, the dancing--I initially didn't love the thrice-repeated 'Countdown'm but in the same way I initially thought 'Bad Romance' weird and jarring and later totally got used to it (meh, Gaga) and appreciated having had to overcome dissonance to like it.
x_los: (Default)
Just registered to go to a SUPER EXCITING ACADEMIC CONFERENCE with Paul Cornell!! EEEEEEE PAUL CORNELL OMG OMG--sorry, sorry, I just registered for this. PLEASE LET THERE STILL BE SPOTS OPEN, I LOVE HIM. By which I mean to say mature, not-squeaky things indicative of an admiration for his talent, wit and probity. (http://genrefictionsymposium.co.uk/index.html)

http://tywkiwdbi.blogspot.com/2011/09/alfred-hitchcock-distinguishes-mystery.html : Hitchcock talking about the difference between Mystery and Suspense, how they work, and why suspense is in his opinion superior. Moffat, please watch. :(

http://mina-de-malfois.livejournal.com/ : The Mina de Malfois series starts as an absolutely hilarious modern femme!Jeeves (Arc) and Wooster (Mina) wherein Bertie writes fic and Jeeves is an archivist, and has laugh-out-loud amazing lines and a pretty pleasing strong sense of Mina/Arc femme slash:

"The PB/J shippers, or ‘Sammiches’ as they liked to call themselves,
saw the eventual union of PrincessB and Jab as an example of the
purity of love, the value of friendship, the dignity of the working class,
the need to resist base physical lust, and a bunch of other high-flown
ideals I’d been unable to follow. They were a cheery, in-joke-prone,
kindly lot, strewing their every message with smiley-faces and *hugs*,
which made it all the more unnerving when you caught them calling 22
their opponents a bunch of jackbooted perverts who should have been
aborted directly after conception. Watching the Sammiches turn on
their foes was like reaching the end of the rainbow and finding a pot of
broken glass and infectious syringes."


Re: a character playing a ghost:

"‘I can’t hire her. I mean, would you want to hang around Sanguinity
with a lunatic?’ I went on.
‘Whither thou goest,’ she typed. A chilling phrase, but she’d spelt
‘ghost’ wrong, though I tactfully refrained from pointing this out. ""

I feel it kind of looses its way as it goes on, becoming more about the game-world, the wider cast, and a perplexing and diffuse array of romantic relationships and plot threads that don't really go anywhere. I feel like the collapse into I AM NOW A STORY ABOUT THE GAMEWORLD thing has happened to something I've read before, or a few things, though I can't pin down with what. Interestingly the story falls apart a *bit* like Boy Meets Boy did. At two points I've had eye-narrowing moments when a character said something weird and stupid about The Nature Of Authorial Intent. I'm not finished yet, just midway through the third 'book', but while I feel the latter two lack some of the strength of the first, they're still v. decent.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Daly : a somewhat batty (issues re: transpeople and 'female supremacy') but v. interesting feminist theorist Tweedy mentioned that I didn't know

http://www.trickster.org/symposium/symp186.htm : an article on power issues involved in BNFdom, from an interesting archive of such articles

http://boticca.com/jewelry/ : a cool jewelry site, with a REALLY wide range of sorts of jewelry, that Katy sent me

Stuff I am listening to atm:







x_los: (Alice)


I know, I know. Snow Patrol. Haters to the comment section.

I am eating home-made bran muffins topped with home-made apple sauce and Stephen Tea with condensed milk--breakfast of Gangstas.



"Real gangsta ass niggas can't run fast", guys. FACT.
x_los: (Russian Church)
Growing up in a mixed family, we observed Christmas and not Chanukah. As such I have a bevy of favorite Christmas carols. These are, by and large, achingly traditional, because I think part of the feeling of Christmas for me is a transcendence evoked by the continuity of history/shared experience, and a sense of grandeur that something as forward and immediate as 'I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day' by Wizzard could never manage to call forth in me. Christmas is sublime, and the music I closely associate with it is rarely merely chatty: it inundates and soars. I'm not religious, but a feeling of religiosity is what's called for.

I want to think about 'Little Drummer Boy' for the moment. Why is this childishly simple song capable, very often, of almost making me cry? The version in question is up to you, though I prefer something processional that climbs and builds and explodes into profound joy. There's a phenomenological analysis to be done here, but I'm not a Hegelian, so I'll just talk aimlessly.

Lyrics!


Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum


The immediacy here is great--not an inaccessible event, not a structured regime of spirituality you cannot enter into, this is a new-born king-- hope, fresh and strange and wondrous rather than de facto.

Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum


This is piercing commonality. Whatever else Christ is, he is just a boy, and poor. This move of outreach, or empathy, is a humbling admission and sympathy of position, boldly asserted as fact.

I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,


This is a class question, but it's also a bald declaration of personal inadequacy. At its heart Little Drummer Boy is a fantasy of acceptance. If you have nothing, if you are flawed, if you are worried if such as you could be worthy even of /giving/ love, let alone receiving it, it is a profound reassurance.

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?


The creation of an intangible Gift from nothing--calling forth personal talent, oil for eight nights from only enough for one--replenishing substance and unguessed-at strength.

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum

The regal nod--part of the fantasy of acknowledgment/acceptance. You are real, and wanted. Your gift is valued, you become valuable.

The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum

Supernatural, Disney-princess degree of success--nature itself bends, super-naturally charming.

I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,


That one's best would be good enough--that one could give everything in a performative act, like the climax of a sports movie, and prove worth. Not that is need be /the/ best performance, but your /own/ best. That one's best is attainable and demonstrable on cue, when a great enough situation calls for it.

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
Me and my drum.


Final, crowning acceptance.
x_los: (Andrae?)
Bitching to Alena about how, even knowing it's terribly wrong and inacurtate of me to wish Chaucer would learn to spell, I REALLY wish Chaucer would fucking learn to spell, yielded GREAT FRUITS!



Tell me that's not weirdly cute.



Also, that his INTENSITY isn't kind of hilarious and great. (Guys, SIGURD IS THIS INTO HIS POETRY. Fact.)
x_los: (Japanese Pretty)
In a mood as bristly, unreasonable and unforgiving as my mother. Not for any good reason, just my body declaring that it's Hammer/Hormone time. What do I like to do instead of biting people's heads off and sucking out the delicious juices inside? Listen to music from the late 1920s, apparently. Like many a lemming arcing elegantly off the cliff, I only know who Annette Hanshaw is because of the heavy use made of her work in Sita Sings the Blues. But if you've not seen it, or if you have and dug her funky musical stylings enough to wish to repeat the aural experience, below are some of my favorite songs from the film.

As I was telling Katy earlier (whose eyes glaze over like frosted glass windows when I natter incessantly on about music, which she, despite her incredible proficiency as a singer and pianist, and in the face of her deep knowledge of musicals, appreciates in a more general sense about as much as lumberjacks do ikebana, to the point of being able to listen to entire Avril Lavigne albums in succession without pain), though I find it embarrassing, I typically have a hard time listening to older pop music. I get annoyed by the pacing not being quite fast enough, or a base line that is, by modern standards, flaccid. But I /really/ like Annette Hanshaw. The beat is thoroughly pleasant and engaging without being at all modern. And the cute little sing-songy 'that's all!' she ends every song with? Adorable.

What Wouldn't I Do For That Man?

Mean to Me

Who's That Knocking At My Door?

Daddy Won't You Please Come Home
x_los: (Japanese Pretty)
In a mood as bristly, unreasonable and unforgiving as my mother. Not for any good reason, just my body declaring that it's Hammer/Hormone time. What do I like to do instead of biting people's heads off and sucking out the delicious juices inside? Listen to music from the late 1920s, apparently. Like many a lemming arcing elegantly off the cliff, I only know who Annette Hanshaw is because of the heavy use made of her work in Sita Sings the Blues. But if you've not seen it, or if you have and dug her funky musical stylings enough to wish to repeat the aural experience, below are some of my favorite songs from the film.

As I was telling Katy earlier (whose eyes glaze over like frosted glass windows when I natter incessantly on about music, which she, despite her incredible proficiency as a singer and pianist, and in the face of her deep knowledge of musicals, appreciates in a more general sense about as much as lumberjacks do ikebana, to the point of being able to listen to entire Avril Lavigne albums in succession without pain), though I find it embarrassing, I typically have a hard time listening to older pop music. I get annoyed by the pacing not being quite fast enough, or a base line that is, by modern standards, flaccid. But I /really/ like Annette Hanshaw. The beat is thoroughly pleasant and engaging without being at all modern. And the cute little sing-songy 'that's all!' she ends every song with? Adorable.

What Wouldn't I Do For That Man?

Mean to Me

Who's That Knocking At My Door?

Daddy Won't You Please Come Home
x_los: (awk.com)
Want to feel like a terrible person? Good, I wrote some skeevy Legally Blonde the Musical Elle/Callahan, go read that.
x_los: (awk.com)
Want to feel like a terrible person? Good, I wrote some skeevy Legally Blonde the Musical Elle/Callahan, go read that.

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