Wednesday, April 26, 2006
My friend Matt found the most genius thing I have seen in a while.
The Music Genome Project
On January 6, 2000 a group of musicians and music-loving technologists came together with the idea of creating the most comprehensive analysis of music ever.
Together we set out to capture the essence of music at the most fundamental level. We ended up assembling literally hundreds of musical attributes or "genes" into a very large Music Genome. Taken together these genes capture the unique and magical musical identity of a song - everything from melody, harmony and rhythm, to instrumentation, orchestration, arrangement, lyrics, and of course the rich world of singing and vocal harmony. It's not about what a band looks like, or what genre they supposedly belong to, or about who buys their records - it's about what each individual song sounds like. - Tim Westergren, Founder, The Music Genome Project
I am obsessed! At first I was like, eh, and didnt even bother to follow the rabbit down that hole but I got bored and decided to take a looksee. I do not endorse many interwebities but this is worth the typing time.
Douleur's Amalgamation Radio
The race is Saturday and I am pretty disappointed that my experience will be that of a walker rather than a runner but what's a girl with lackadaisical muskels to do but go to Nash Vegas, walk 13.1 miles then after it's all said and done, meet my friend Jack Daniels so we can get our honky tonk on!
Life is life is life and not too much is going on. Is this what mid-thirties is supposed to be like? You finally get your footing and a little bit of cash but day to day takes over and frivolity and wreckless abandon cease to be words in your vocabulary. We're working so hard to get to this place but the road to responsiblity is a boring one. Perhaps not boring, just not too challenging. I'm shedding the winter and preparing my yard for summer, I'm fighting with the school board and the state senate, I watch my son's baseball games and shuttle him from one social outing to the next. I guess I need to stop looking for life's next grand adventure in suburbia and get up off my ass and find it myself.
Gluttony at it's worst - dinner amongst friends Saturday evening. Please note that this was taken after the table had finished gorging.
The Music Genome Project
On January 6, 2000 a group of musicians and music-loving technologists came together with the idea of creating the most comprehensive analysis of music ever.
Together we set out to capture the essence of music at the most fundamental level. We ended up assembling literally hundreds of musical attributes or "genes" into a very large Music Genome. Taken together these genes capture the unique and magical musical identity of a song - everything from melody, harmony and rhythm, to instrumentation, orchestration, arrangement, lyrics, and of course the rich world of singing and vocal harmony. It's not about what a band looks like, or what genre they supposedly belong to, or about who buys their records - it's about what each individual song sounds like. - Tim Westergren, Founder, The Music Genome Project
I am obsessed! At first I was like, eh, and didnt even bother to follow the rabbit down that hole but I got bored and decided to take a looksee. I do not endorse many interwebities but this is worth the typing time.
Douleur's Amalgamation Radio
The race is Saturday and I am pretty disappointed that my experience will be that of a walker rather than a runner but what's a girl with lackadaisical muskels to do but go to Nash Vegas, walk 13.1 miles then after it's all said and done, meet my friend Jack Daniels so we can get our honky tonk on!
Life is life is life and not too much is going on. Is this what mid-thirties is supposed to be like? You finally get your footing and a little bit of cash but day to day takes over and frivolity and wreckless abandon cease to be words in your vocabulary. We're working so hard to get to this place but the road to responsiblity is a boring one. Perhaps not boring, just not too challenging. I'm shedding the winter and preparing my yard for summer, I'm fighting with the school board and the state senate, I watch my son's baseball games and shuttle him from one social outing to the next. I guess I need to stop looking for life's next grand adventure in suburbia and get up off my ass and find it myself.
Gluttony at it's worst - dinner amongst friends Saturday evening. Please note that this was taken after the table had finished gorging.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
It's not even 4:30 and I am sitting on my (new and improved) back deck drinking a pear cider on the perfect sunny day. One of the few perks to my new job are my hours and even though I typically dont get to leave at 3 pm the option is there to be had but on these beautiful, sittin on the deck drinkin a cider kind of days I can assure you my quittin time will come sooner than later.
Theres been lots of nothing floating around my head as of late. I have felt rather unremarkable and can't seem to find the motivation to change that. Hopefully with the promise of spring will come a new found something or other. You know, like a spark, or some get up and go or even a little moxy. My thirty-two years are starting to take a toll and I hate that my fight against the inevitable is somewhere in the back taking a nap. I am hoping that this is just a phase, similar to my dropping acid phase in high school but without the naked smurfs in my front yard.
Here is a photo for your viewing pleasure. I was rather fond of the last photo I uploaded but I think I am even more fond of this one. At times I feel like this mannequin, empty, heavy and souless.
Theres been lots of nothing floating around my head as of late. I have felt rather unremarkable and can't seem to find the motivation to change that. Hopefully with the promise of spring will come a new found something or other. You know, like a spark, or some get up and go or even a little moxy. My thirty-two years are starting to take a toll and I hate that my fight against the inevitable is somewhere in the back taking a nap. I am hoping that this is just a phase, similar to my dropping acid phase in high school but without the naked smurfs in my front yard.
Here is a photo for your viewing pleasure. I was rather fond of the last photo I uploaded but I think I am even more fond of this one. At times I feel like this mannequin, empty, heavy and souless.
