Monday, June 30, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
In a World Left Silent, One Heart Beeps
I took the kids to see Wall-E this weekend, and it struck me as a surprisingly layered work for a G-rated kids movie, something for which Pixar should be congratulated. It’s also a cautionary tale, both ecologically/environmentally and for American passive consumerism. Set 700 years in the future, Earth is uninhabitable due to the amount of garbage (stacks of garbage reach as high as the skyscrapers) and humans live on an orbiting space station, waiting for Earth to come back to life. The space station itself is a Vegas-like cruise ship rendered only slightly more extreme than in reality, and the humans recline in floating lounges with TV screens in front of them, junk food in a slurpy cup easily available. In this environment, humans have become fat, weak and dull, unable to see anything around them but the screens, and isolated from each other.
Even if you don’t have young children, the message alone–done with quite of bit of subtlety–makes the movie worth seeing. Don’t miss the blending of themes from Hello Dolly!, 2001, and Brazil within the soundtrack.
NYT: The first 40 minutes or so of “Wall-E” — in which barely any dialogue is spoken, and almost no human figures appear on screen — is a cinematic poem of such wit and beauty that its darker implications may take a while to sink in. The scene is an intricately rendered city, bristling with skyscrapers but bereft of any inhabitants apart from a battered, industrious robot and his loyal cockroach sidekick. Hazy, dust-filtered sunlight illuminates a landscape of eerie, post-apocalyptic silence. This is a world without people, you might say without animation, though it teems with evidence of past life.
Matt Dances Around the World...
14 months in the making, 42 countries, and a cast of thousands. Thanks to everyone who danced with me. youtube.com
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
ColdPlay 729,255 copies in its first seven days
Coldplay's new CD, "Viva La Vida," moved 729,255 copies in its first seven day cycle, according to Hitsdailydouble.com. Official figures won't be published by Nielsen/SoundScan until June 25th. Meanwhile, Coldplay also beat an iTunes record. "Viva" inspired over 300,000 full album downloads
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http://coolcatplay.blogspot.com/2008/06/coldplay-violet-hill.html
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this is my attempt to cover Coldplays'
Newest single, Viva la Vida (In the video I play D#7 instead of D#) enjoy
VERSE 1
----------C#--------D#
i used to rule the world
-----------G#--------------------Fm
seas would rise when i gave the word
----------------------C#----D#
now in the morning I sleep alone
------------G#--------------Fm
sweep the streets i used to own
----------C#-------D#
i used to roll the dice
---------G#------------------Fm
feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
---------------C#-----------D#
listen as the crowd would sing
---------G#---------
now the old king is dead
Fm-------
long live the king
-------------C#--------D#
one minute I held the key
----------G#-----------------Fm
next the walls were closed on me
and i discovered that
---C#--------D#
my castles stand
-----G#--------------Fm
upon pillars of salt pillars of sand
CHORUS
--C#---------------D#
I hear jerusalem bells a ringing
G#------------Fm
roman cavelry choirs a singing
C#---------------D#
Be my mirror my sword and shield
---G#----------------Fm
my missionary in a foreign field
C#------------------D#
For some reason I cant explain
G#--------------------------Fm
Once you've gone there was never
---C#-----D#
an honest word
----------G#------------Fm
that was when i ruled the world
Verse 2
it was a wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in
shattered windows and the sound of drums
people couldn't believe what i've become
reveloutionary's wait for my head on a silver plate
just a puppet on a lonely string
oh who would ever wanna be king
Chorus
i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs a singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i cant explain
i know st.peter will call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world
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http://coolcatplay.blogspot.com/2008/06/coldplay-violet-hill.html
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this is my attempt to cover Coldplays'
Newest single, Viva la Vida (In the video I play D#7 instead of D#) enjoy
VERSE 1
----------C#--------D#
i used to rule the world
-----------G#--------------------Fm
seas would rise when i gave the word
----------------------C#----D#
now in the morning I sleep alone
------------G#--------------Fm
sweep the streets i used to own
----------C#-------D#
i used to roll the dice
---------G#------------------Fm
feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
---------------C#-----------D#
listen as the crowd would sing
---------G#---------
now the old king is dead
Fm-------
long live the king
-------------C#--------D#
one minute I held the key
----------G#-----------------Fm
next the walls were closed on me
and i discovered that
---C#--------D#
my castles stand
-----G#--------------Fm
upon pillars of salt pillars of sand
CHORUS
--C#---------------D#
I hear jerusalem bells a ringing
G#------------Fm
roman cavelry choirs a singing
C#---------------D#
Be my mirror my sword and shield
---G#----------------Fm
my missionary in a foreign field
C#------------------D#
For some reason I cant explain
G#--------------------------Fm
Once you've gone there was never
---C#-----D#
an honest word
----------G#------------Fm
that was when i ruled the world
Verse 2
it was a wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in
shattered windows and the sound of drums
people couldn't believe what i've become
reveloutionary's wait for my head on a silver plate
just a puppet on a lonely string
oh who would ever wanna be king
Chorus
i hear jerusalem bells a ringing
roman cavalry choirs a singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i cant explain
i know st.peter will call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world
Monday, June 23, 2008
George Carlin 'the game is rigged' in 3 minutes...
Warning: Contains a few "bad" words. NOT for children or young teens.
source: http://video.google.com
RIP June 22, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
“Framing a Century: Master Photographers, 1840-1940,”
at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, manages to operate in the gap between both kinds of miracles, innovative and talismanic. It presents the history of a medium as well as history itself.
This exhibition appropriates a model usually reserved for painters, old or modern masters. Organized by Malcolm Daniels, the curator in charge of the Met’s photography department, “Framing a Century” recounts the medium’s 100 years with a succinct cavalcade of big names, substantial bodies of work and significant historical impact.
The show singles out 13 photographers, representing each with 10 to 16 mostly stunning images. It begins with the innovations of the British gentleman William Henry Fox Talbot, and concludes with the homespun classicism of the American Walker Evans, the studio experiments of Man Ray and, finally, the breathtaking moments captured by Henri Cartier-Bresson and Brassai, geniuses of the street. In between are the landscapes of Roger Fenton, Gustave Le Gray and Carleton E. Watkins; portraits by Nadar and Julia Margaret Cameron; and views of 19th- and early-20th-century Paris and France by Charles Marville, Édouard Baldus and Eugène Atget.
If this sounds exclusive, it is. Photography, developed by a combination of artists, scientists, businessmen and hobbyists in Britain and France, starting in the late 1830s and early ’40s, has an unusually populous and egalitarian beginning that is a fitting prelude to the images that deluge us today. • http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/06/arts/design/ http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/06/05/arts/0606-FRAM_4.html
This exhibition appropriates a model usually reserved for painters, old or modern masters. Organized by Malcolm Daniels, the curator in charge of the Met’s photography department, “Framing a Century” recounts the medium’s 100 years with a succinct cavalcade of big names, substantial bodies of work and significant historical impact.
The show singles out 13 photographers, representing each with 10 to 16 mostly stunning images. It begins with the innovations of the British gentleman William Henry Fox Talbot, and concludes with the homespun classicism of the American Walker Evans, the studio experiments of Man Ray and, finally, the breathtaking moments captured by Henri Cartier-Bresson and Brassai, geniuses of the street. In between are the landscapes of Roger Fenton, Gustave Le Gray and Carleton E. Watkins; portraits by Nadar and Julia Margaret Cameron; and views of 19th- and early-20th-century Paris and France by Charles Marville, Édouard Baldus and Eugène Atget.
If this sounds exclusive, it is. Photography, developed by a combination of artists, scientists, businessmen and hobbyists in Britain and France, starting in the late 1830s and early ’40s, has an unusually populous and egalitarian beginning that is a fitting prelude to the images that deluge us today. • http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/06/arts/design/ http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/06/05/arts/0606-FRAM_4.html
Coldplay - Violet Hill
band video above and
alt/video here... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8zKtcKCaG8 •> 'dancing politicians' imagery to song (video by Mat Whitecross)
Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops i remember
There was snow
White snow
Clearly i remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below
When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low
If you love me
Won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And the fox
Became God
Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft
Bury me in armour
When i'm dead and hit the ground
A love back home unfolds
If you love me
Won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier
That a captain of some sinking ship
Would stow, far below
So if you love me
Why'd you let me go?
I took my love down to violet hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still
So if you love me
Won't you let me know?
If you love me,
Won't you let me know?
A Non-Crazy Cat Lady...
Welcome to The Cat House on the Kings
Since its founding 16 years ago, The Cat House on the Kings has saved over 16,000 cats and 4,000 dogs (not counting the 40,000 animals we have spayed and neutered!) and currently cares for more than 700 cats and kittens! • http://www.cathouseonthekings.com/
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