Monday, January 6, 2025

PHILOMENA CUNK

George Orwell's classic One Nine Eight Four.

In the book, using nothing but words, Orwell depicts a world in which people are manipulated by screens. Manipulated by the media.
Manipulated by the government. Something that fortunately didn't and couldn't happen.

In fact, almost the only thing he got right was that there would be something on the screens called Big Brother. And even then he didn't predict that it would be on Channel Five.

And then there is this dangerous, stupid, insane motherfucker - that 69 percent of Americans elected president - calling for war with the UK.

Playing

Aphex Twin
SELECTED AMBIENT WORKS VOLUME II


ROBERTO BOLAÑO

Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.



Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - COMET (1711)

Sunday, January 5, 2025

Watching

CUNK ON LIFE
Charlie Brooker
UK, 2024

Reading

Dilgo Khyentse and Padampa Sangye
THE HUNDRED VERSES OF ADVICE
Tibetan Buddhist Teachings on What Matters Most

Translated by Padmakara Translation Group


Playing

Chappell Roan
THE RISE AND FALL OF A MIDWEST PRINCESS


W. S. MERWIN
“To the Unlikely Event”

You have been evoked so often
like some relative in office
whom we have heard of by name
all these years but have never met

you inhabit a kind of fame
a void without time or senses
beyond anything said of you
so that doubtless you do not hear
the recurring inadequate
references to you that rise
from another age rehearsing
wrong images or none at all

and whenever you may arrive
at last for a visit you come
in pure innocence and too late
to be recognized once you are
here sudden drop in the dials
in the light or the affections
windfall or surprise legacy

but once you come you do not go

how can we ever address you
in your unlikelihood boundless
indifference abroad in your
uncharted self to which only
random syllables find the way
and to what words can we entrust
our groundless hope saying there there
to them how unlikely you sound
already as though this might be
the mission you were conceived for
it could be what you always meant

and the hope itself when we turn
at the last minute to put it
into words what is there to say
that seems even possible
                              may
it go on just as it is may
that day never come may it be
spring in the morning together
and without end
                              how unlikely

it sounds when we come to say it

it does not help much to recall
how unlikely it is that we
turned up here with the beginning
strewn around us of which we know
nothing hear nothing remember
only the moment before us
which we believe as it happens
when it appears to be likely

oh be unlikely forever



Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - JUPITER (1711)

Saturday, January 4, 2025

Watching

NIGHTBITCH
Marielle Heller
USA, 2024

Playing

CLUB MOD on allclassical.org

Hosted by Andrea Murray

South Korea gets it.

Playing at AllClassical.org (98.9 in PDX)

Jacques Offenbach
LES CONTES D’HOFFMANN

Marco Armiliato

Benjamin Bernheim, Christian Van Horn, Vasilisa Berzhanskaya, Pretty Yende, Erin Morley, Clémentine Margaine, Aaron Blake

Performance from October 5, 2024

He really is THAT FUCKING STUPID.

Playing

CocoRosie
THE ADVENTURES OF GHOSTHORSE AND STILLBORN


NOAM CHOMSKY

I don't know what word in the English language - I can't find one - applies to people who are willing to sacrifice the literal existence of organized human life so they can put a few more dollars into highly stuffed pockets.

The word 'evil' doesn't even begin to approach it.



Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - SATURN (1711)

Friday, January 3, 2025

Watching

TIMESTALKER
Alice Lowe
UK, 2024


Reading

Timothy Snyder
ON FREEDOM



Playing

Vijay Iyer and Wadada Leo Smith
A COSMIC RHYTHM WITH EACH STROKE


LANGSTON HUGHES
“Harlem”

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?


Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - MERCURY (1711)

Thursday, January 2, 2025

Watching

I SAW THE TV GLOW
Jane Schoenbrun
USA, 2024

Watching

WE'RE ALL GOING TO THE WORLD'S FAIR
Jane Schoenbrun
USA, 2021
Good trouble.

Playing

Johann Sebastian Bach
VOICES OF BACH
Works for Oboe, Choir, and Orchestra

Albrecht Mayer
English Consort
Trinity Baroque


DANIEL ZHU
"Trust" (Inspired by "Harlem" by Langston Hughes)


What happens to trust vanished?
Does it reappear
Out of thin air?
Does it painfully regrow
like a half-alive tree?
Does it haunt you-
A ghost in your dreams?
Does it leave you as empty-
nothing but a shell?
Does it destroy you and
Crush you underfoot?

Or does it leave you wondering
If trust
Can be attained
At all?



Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - MARS (1711)

Wednesday, January 1, 2025

Watching

DAWN BREAKS BEHIND THE EYES
Kevin Kopacka
Germany, 2021

Playing

Duke Ellington
THE REPRISE STUDIO RECORDINGS (1962-65)


WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS

I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.



Daily Painting

Donato Creti
ASTRONOMICAL OBSERVATIONS - THE MOON (1711)


Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Watching

SQUID GAME 2
Hwang Dong-hyuk
Korea, 2024

Playing

Nick Drake
BRYTER LAYTER

Playing

Nick Drake
FIVE LEAVES LEFT


EMILY DICKINSON
“Hope”

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.



Daily Painting

Svend Rasmussen Svendsen
WINTER'S NIGHT (c. 1897)

Monday, December 30, 2024

Watching

SQUID GAME 2
Hwang Dong-hyuk
Korea, 2024

To all of the twits who ignored every red flag, caved to your worst selves, and bought into all of the most obvious of Trump's insane lies:

Everything that happens from here on out - the family members you lose, the suffering, the confiscation of your freedoms at the whim of your god king - is all on you.

Especially the Christians who knowingly and enthusiastically rejected everything their original lord and savior ever said and taught in favor of Jesus 2.0.

You can no longer falsely blame dems, antifa, LGBTQ people, or immigrants for everything that you've set into motion with your prejudice and cowardice. You made your filthy bed, and now you're going to lie in it - still sick, still poor, and still stupid.

All to feed your desperate hunger to hurt people who never did anything to you your childish, hate -fueled decision will not make us disappear. It will not magically give you cheap gas and groceries, and it most certainly is not going to bring about world peace or otherwise make anything "great.”
Your one success was to hand the nation's most powerful seat to a career criminal whose only goals are to evade prison force everyone to worship his worthless ass. And use our country as a piggybank to fund his coke parties.

Hope it was all worth it, you hateful fuckwits.

Enjoy the ride.

Playing

Johann David Heinichen
DRESDEN CONCERTI

Reinhard Goebel
Musica Antiqua Köln


CHRISTIAN MIMAN
“This Inwardness, This Ice”

This inwardness, this ice,
this wide boreal whiteness

into which he’s come
with a crawling sort of care

for the sky’s severer blue,
the edge on the air,

trusting his own lightness
and the feel as feeling goes;

this discipline, this glaze,
this cold opacity of days

begins to crack.
No marks, not one scar,

no sign of where they are,
these weaknesses rumoring through,

growing loud if he stays,
louder if he turns back.

Nothing to do but move.
Nowhere to go but on,

to creep, and breathe, and learn
a blue beyond belief,

an air too sharp to pause,
this distance, this burn,

this element of flaws
that winces as it gives.

Nothing to do but live.
Nowhere to be but gone.



Daily Painting

Maja Lindberg
RISE AND SHINE (1972)

Sunday, December 29, 2024

Promises made, promises ... eh, what promises?

Jimmy Carter
(1924-2024)

Top: Matt Davies
Bottom: Mike Luckovich




President Musk has spoken.



Playing

Bohuslav Martinů
SINFONIETTA LA JOLLA

Christopher Hogwood
The Saint Paul Chamber Orchestra

-

- Sinfonietta la Jolla in A Major, H 328 (1950)
- La revue de cuisine, H 161 (1927)
- Toccata e due canzoni, H 311 (1946)
- Tre Ricercari, H 267 (1938)


CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS

There are, after all, atheists who say they wish the fable were true but are unable to suspend the requisite disbelief, or who have relinquished belief only with regret. To this I reply: who wishes that there was a permanent, unalterable celestial despotism that subjected us to continual surveillance and could convict us of thought-crime, and who regarded us as its private property even after we died? How happy we ought to be, at the reflection that there exists not a shred of respectable evidence to support such a horrible hypothesis.



Daily Painting

Frank Frazetta
WARRIOR WITH BALL AND CHAIN (1973)

Saturday, December 28, 2024