Baldheads, Bears and Bibles

The Bible gets pretty fierce at some points.
What would Jesus do?

Traction:Future Lounge - 11/07

Another installment of my 'Traction:Future Lounge' series.
The hippest 44 minutes of your day.



(right click image and hit 'save link as' to download the mp3)

the previous installment can be found HERE.

this episode includes a track-list for those who wanna be 'in the know'.



enjoy.

Loomer

Today is an overcast, foggy, grey-sky day here in north jersey.

My ipod had the good sense to shuffle in some My Bloody Valentine to enhance the mood. We all know that Loveless is a brilliant and classic recording on its own, but today it shed some light on other music in my mind.

Noise dosen't have to be ugly, harsh and brutal,
it can also be beautiful, dreamlike and surreal.

So much 'noise' music is made to be an abrasive, abusive assault on its listener. I am aware of VERY little noisy music that intends to soothe or seranade.

White noise? Pink noise? Blue noise?
Let's just try to avoid the dreaded 'brown note' at all costs.
Thank You.

The International Space Station sucks.

Back in 1968 Stanly Kubrick had a vision. He made a film called 2001:A Space Odessey. Well, it is now 2007 and we are nowhere near the advancements in science that he had envisioned for us. While it is true that this was a work of fiction, many educated people viewed it as a feasable and reasonable assumption of what the future of space exploration would hold.

Here is a representation of what a space station in 2001 was expected to look like:

This ring-shaped space station had a centrifugal gravity, artifical intelegence and room to spare.

This is the stylized vision of the technological advancements that were predicted:


While no one expects a film to dictate the reality of the future, Arthur C Clarke (the inventor of the geostationary orbit communications satellite) authored the story that the film was based on. He was not attempting to write some far-fetched tale of super-powers and fantasy. He was attempting to predict the possible problems that future reality might be faced with. Even while predicting the problems and pit-falls of the rapidly advancing technologies he still presumed that the human race would be able to create a streamlined, comfortable, productive enviornment outside of earths atmosphere.

This is the actual hunk of garbage cans that we ended up with.


This piece of junk looks like a floating trailer park. It is supposed to be the International Space Station, not the Fred Sanford Memorial Space Station. The TV antennaes on peoples roofs in 1974 looked frighteningly similar. I hope that the new space station does more than get fuzzy reception of 'Welcome Back Kotter' re-runs. Oscar the grouch had better accomadations.

The inside of this cluttered mess is closer to the apartment in the movie Pi than anywhere that you would expect high-level scientents to be preforming meaningful studies.

This is the spacious reality that our elite astronauts occupy:


And the twisted dementia that the obsessed charater in Pi devoloped:


It now makes sense that NASA was going to blast that crazy, diaper wearing, astronaut up there.
Hollywood-----------------------Reality

Santa Claus a PIMP?!?!

Check out THIS ARTICLE
In Australia some Santa Clauses are being asked not to say "HO-HO-HO" because it is a slang term for a prostitute. Um, wouldn't hookers be on the naughty list anyway and therefore not entitled to Saint Nick's holiday generosity? I thought that this kind of silly, over the top, political correctness was confined to the USA. I guess that I was mistaken. It's a good thing that the Easter Bunny doesn't hop around chirping "CUNT-CUNT-CUNT". Yeah, I know, I took it too far. Up yours!



And, of course, my all time favorite Christmas photo:

Rory, Travis, and a frightened Santa.