Golly.
The noise-to-information ratio grows every day.
The noise-to-knowledge ratio is unimaginable.
The noise-to-wisdom ratio is beyond calculation.
Most recently I've undertaken an interest in the work of Bernie Kraus. His stuff is not hard to find. One can simply subscribe to his 'ecocasts' via itunes or visit his website wildsanctuary.com. Mr. Kraus is a dedicated listener and one-time member of the folk group The...
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The noise-to-information ratio grows every day.
The noise-to-knowledge ratio is unimaginable.
The noise-to-wisdom ratio is beyond calculation.
Most recently I've undertaken an interest in the work of Bernie Kraus. His stuff is not hard to find. One can simply subscribe to his 'ecocasts' via itunes or visit his website wildsanctuary.com. Mr. Kraus is a dedicated listener and one-time member of the folk group The...
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Where does beauty lie? Perhaps at the precise moment at which you see a butterfly emerge from a cocoon, a switch is flipped, what was, a second before, a purely biological event suddenly fills you with conviction that all life is a miraculous transformation. Where does beauty lie? Think of the slight adjustment the eye makes that reverses figure and ground in the classic gestalt...
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Written in twenty
You.
Flushed with sun or half-hidden by fog and the countour of a hill, you might surrender yourself to the landscapes and natural processes around you. To the daytime and nighttime rhythms of wilderness, the hum or silence of wild beings working on their own project cutty's. To the constant shifts in light intensity. Immersed in the landscape, you might percieve yourself...
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You.
Flushed with sun or half-hidden by fog and the countour of a hill, you might surrender yourself to the landscapes and natural processes around you. To the daytime and nighttime rhythms of wilderness, the hum or silence of wild beings working on their own project cutty's. To the constant shifts in light intensity. Immersed in the landscape, you might percieve yourself...
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Body and Soul
After a morning of phone calls & logistical reasoning, adendums and compromise, I was able to stretch out on the couch, forget about pre-production, brew some tea and listen to Body and Soul by Coleman Hawkins. Then I listened to Louis Armstrong. Johnny Hartman. And Etta James.
"The Golden Age of Popular Song" was roughly between 1920 and 1960; during that time,...
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My latest short film is titled FLOAT & features a dope song by The Grouch called "Nothing's Changing"
These are some stills from it.
Apart from that,
I'm falling in love.
These are some stills from it.
Apart from that,
I'm falling in love.
Had a memory today
of being on the top of Lion's Head
at night
in Cape Town.
Almost got shook
by two Nigerian tsotsies.
One was packing heat
And we don't know if it were loaded,
but we scrambled like springboks
down the slope.
I said fuck 50 times, at least.
Siyabonga called out,
"dana! These guys aren't the type to hesitate.
We're in trouble.....
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of being on the top of Lion's Head
at night
in Cape Town.
Almost got shook
by two Nigerian tsotsies.
One was packing heat
And we don't know if it were loaded,
but we scrambled like springboks
down the slope.
I said fuck 50 times, at least.
Siyabonga called out,
"dana! These guys aren't the type to hesitate.
We're in trouble.....
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"He's my Brandy Alexander."
-Leslie Feist
Today.
Today I took a fair stroll up to Coit Tower.
Held binoculars whilst listening to fonix and blondehat in Katie's Bose headphones.
I prolly looked a bit odd, certainly,
then again, when am I ain't...
Looks aside, those two little half domes on my head were incredible. 130-buck damage incredible. Hands down, the finest fidelity (to my aural...
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-Leslie Feist
Today.
Today I took a fair stroll up to Coit Tower.
Held binoculars whilst listening to fonix and blondehat in Katie's Bose headphones.
I prolly looked a bit odd, certainly,
then again, when am I ain't...
Looks aside, those two little half domes on my head were incredible. 130-buck damage incredible. Hands down, the finest fidelity (to my aural...
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There is much to be grateful for, living in the city.
The Bay Area. It's dope.
Why is it dope? Let me put it simply. For the cost of nothing, you have access to the highest quality launching pad any soul could ask for. It's so good it calls into question Johnson Space Station and the common dream of becoming an astronaut. What's the need?...
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The Bay Area. It's dope.
Why is it dope? Let me put it simply. For the cost of nothing, you have access to the highest quality launching pad any soul could ask for. It's so good it calls into question Johnson Space Station and the common dream of becoming an astronaut. What's the need?...
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