I resent you, Lollapalooza

I am extremely excited about Sasquatch! this year.

Am I grateful that I am able to scratch together funds to make it out to the West and head to The Gorge?
YES

Am I way pumped about the best-yet lineup, so epic it's going to make juggling acts and stages challenging?
YES

Am I amused by the ironic kitten graphic announcing that the event sold out (though sad some friends did not get tickets)?
YES


Will it not be incredible to go back to Washington and hear great music in the most beautiful setting, ever, and reconnect with a bunch of friends?
YES!

However-
How disappointing is it that Lollapalooza got Phoenix and Yeasayer and we did not?
VERY.

I am fans of both, and have been holding out for the announcement of added acts, since they both are touring, but now that it's sold out... I have little hope. Blast.
Maybe still a tiny bit...

It Snowed

Central Park is a different poem in the snow.

Clashing Values in the Age of Mass Media

In the NYTimes, an interesting article about how the digital age is bringing differences in cultural values to light: American/European values on the rights to privacy versus free speech.

there ain't nothing please me more than you

Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros. Addicted.



See you all at Sasquatch, Zeros.

Re-Packaging

The ultimate design contest: the ubiquitous NYC Condom wrapper.





Gothamist reports the finalists of the Department of Health's design contest. Vote!

Hold on to your metro-themed packages; they'll be a collector's item soon.

Just kidding. The original is also staying, and I'm not advocating keeping old condom wrappers.

Yea (yay!)

Yeasayer's new album, Odd Blood, is out... trippy, catchy and groovy, as they do best. Exhibited here in the single, Ambling Alp, and its video (NSFW):

Embrace naked desert frolickers.

(If that's not enough trippy nudity for you, check out the "ambling alp experience" from the album site, also NSFW.)

Also enjoy/recall the video from the also-catchy Wait for the Summer, from their last album (alternate title, Crustaceans Hallucinating on Apples)-

You never fail to blow our minds, Yeasayer. Rock on.

Eyelid Movies

Phantogram's new album, 'Eyelid Movies," comes out next week. You can hear it now, though, on NPR.

*like*

*Phantogram is playing the Mercury Lounge here in NYC next friday, February 12th. Maybe see you there.

The Downside of Modernism

A friend sent me a link to Unhappy Hipsters-

While I'm not truly sure I agree with giving people posing in modern interiors the label "hipsters," the captions for the photos are at times pretty funny. And designery as I may be, upon occasion, I can agree that some modern furniture, and aesthetics, can be a little ridiculous (see landscape-as-enormous-plane-of-gravel).

Maybe folks in Dwell should be encouraged to smile more.


You can come out when you can properly explain the differences between Modernist architecture and postmodern ornamentation.

Good Times haven't killed you, yet

The New York Times reports Gallup's findings on the bleak "Percent 'Good Time'" trend, over the past few years, charting its alarmingly decreased presence in this era:



Also by age (with twentysomethings keeping many of the good times to themselves):


It's good that someone is campaigning for awareness about this issue. (before this heads toward Depression...) I've been feeling so isolated in my sense of lack of good times.

Full Article

(or maybe, in retrospect, it's the percent of when it's a "good time;" showing that inversely, there are a lot of "not now, I have a headache" times.)

:(

Hang in there.

sleeptalkin' man

This blog is hilarious and lovely, if you're not already familiar (and even if you are!).

http://sleeptalkinman.blogspot.com/

A lotta gems there.

....makes me wish my dreams weren't almost exclusively about unpleasant things such as falling or being chased. My classic recurring dream is about bouncing on a trampoline, and there is a point at which fun inevitably turns to dread when I realize I've begun bouncing way too high, and I'm going to plummet to my death. Which I almost do, before I wake up.

But seriously, enjoy the blog.