| iconocaust ( @ 2008-03-05 02:37:00 |
Contemplating
And sometimes the weather report does make good on its promises -- as today, "showers in the afternoon" translated to a good ten hours of unremitting drizzle drumming down on the rooftops. The prevailing opinion is that I'm a touch naive for expecting New England weather to exercise any kind of consistency, but I'd be a good deal happier if it could at least pick a season and stick with it. Instead, snow turns into rain turns into snow again and temperatures seesaw from 10 to 50 degrees in the space of just five days without rhyme or reason. I suspect I jinxed things when I told Carl that the worst of the winter was behind us -- for that impudence, we got smacked with a proper blizzard. Go figure.
On things that are not the weather.
Elbow's jobbing the upcoming release of their fourth album, The Seldom Seen Kid, with an oddly compelling little flash-based puzzle that involves you clicking on panels of a Rubik's Cube in search of snippets of music. Each subsequent snippet adds another layer, which is a massively roundabout way of hearing what ultimately boils down to a 10-second preview of an album track, but does give you an appreciation of just how much is buried in the mix. As possibly the last great British band still recording, Album #4 has a lot to prove, but the previews at least confirm that Elbow's fluid style-hopping and intimate songwriting are still well and alive.
Elsewhere, D&D godhead Gary Gygax died yesterday -- on GM's Day, no less -- at the age of 69. It's a news item I'm trying my hardest not to feel ambivalent about -- I've never played D&D in any incarnation and found Gygax's approach to world-building somewhat maddening, but all the same, this is a man who's second only to H. G. Wells in terms of impact on my hobbies, and 69 is far too young an age for anybody to pass on.
And sometimes the weather report does make good on its promises -- as today, "showers in the afternoon" translated to a good ten hours of unremitting drizzle drumming down on the rooftops. The prevailing opinion is that I'm a touch naive for expecting New England weather to exercise any kind of consistency, but I'd be a good deal happier if it could at least pick a season and stick with it. Instead, snow turns into rain turns into snow again and temperatures seesaw from 10 to 50 degrees in the space of just five days without rhyme or reason. I suspect I jinxed things when I told Carl that the worst of the winter was behind us -- for that impudence, we got smacked with a proper blizzard. Go figure.
On things that are not the weather.
Elbow's jobbing the upcoming release of their fourth album, The Seldom Seen Kid, with an oddly compelling little flash-based puzzle that involves you clicking on panels of a Rubik's Cube in search of snippets of music. Each subsequent snippet adds another layer, which is a massively roundabout way of hearing what ultimately boils down to a 10-second preview of an album track, but does give you an appreciation of just how much is buried in the mix. As possibly the last great British band still recording, Album #4 has a lot to prove, but the previews at least confirm that Elbow's fluid style-hopping and intimate songwriting are still well and alive.
Elsewhere, D&D godhead Gary Gygax died yesterday -- on GM's Day, no less -- at the age of 69. It's a news item I'm trying my hardest not to feel ambivalent about -- I've never played D&D in any incarnation and found Gygax's approach to world-building somewhat maddening, but all the same, this is a man who's second only to H. G. Wells in terms of impact on my hobbies, and 69 is far too young an age for anybody to pass on.