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As I shall answer to gracious heaven, I’ll always in always remind of snappy new girters

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Songs sound less sad when you’re older

Music is a powerful tool of expressing and inducing emotions. Lima and colleagues aimed at investigating whether and how emotion recognition in music changes as a function of ageing. Their study revealed that older participants showed decreased responses to music expressing negative emotions, while their perception of happy emotions remained stable.

{ Nou Stuff | Continue reading }

‘It is easy to see the beginnings of things, and harder to see the ends.’ –Joan Didion

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Turntable.fm is a little miracle that does something simple and essential: It lets you play your favorite songs for your friends and strangers on the Web, in real time, for free.

I’d say it’s astonishing no one has done it before, but it’s not: The music business has a long tradition of resisting good ideas. So how did the Turntable.fm guys finally get the industry on board?

They haven’t. The start-up doesn’t have deals in place with any labels or publishers.

{ All Things D | Continue reading }

You’ve got the braun, I’ve got the brains

Creative cultural transmission as chaotic sampling

First, Chaos: Some formula produce unpredictable trajectories, for instance the Lorenz attractor. Here’s what part of a trajectory looks like:

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You can play with the dynamics using this applet.

The trajectory will not pass through the same point twice, but is not completely random. Lorenz attractors have been used to re-sample sequences in the following way: Imagine you have a sequence of musical notes. Pick a starting point on the Lorenz trajectory and associate each note with successive points. Now you have your notes laid out on the Lorenz attractor so that for any point in the space you can find the closest associated note. If you start on the Lorenz trajectory from a different point, you can sample the notes in a different sequence. This sample will be different from the original, but tends to preserve some of the structure. That is, the Lorenz attractor scrambles the sample, but in a chaotic way, not a random one.

{ Replicated Typo | Continue reading }

related { Gilles Deleuze, Difference and Repetition, 1968 }

I used to have a pony, on Coney Island. It got hit by a truck.

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{ photos by Jeremy Hu | Art Basel, June 2011 | Artist? }

You can’t touch me, but I can touch you

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Is Pole Dancing Art? Court Rules No.

Nite Moves, a Latham, New York-based adult dancing club that features pole- and couch-dancing, had been seeking to argue that erotic dances counted as “dramatic or musical arts performances,” thereby qualifying for a tax exemption. A Tribunal had rejected that claim.

This means that Nite Moves must pay up on a $125,000 tax bill dating back to 2005 — though the club is appealing the ruling. (…)

To distinguish erotic dancing from, say, ballet, the court finds that real art requires you to go to school. In other words, stripping — or at least, the stripping that goes down at Nite Moves — doesn’t count as art because anyone can do it.

{ Art Info | Continue reading }

photo { Shomei Tomatsu }

‘Fair I was also, and that was my ruin.’ –Goethe

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On the other side of a mirror there’s an inverse world, where the insane go sane; where bones climb out of the earth and recede to the first slime of love.

And in the evening the sun is just rising.

Lovers cry because they are a day younger, and soon childhood robs them of their pleasure.

In such a world there is much sadness which, of course, is joy…

{ Russell Edson, Antimatter from The Childhood of an Equestrian, 1973 | Thanks James! }

Sawyer: Doesn’t sound like he said anything about anything. Hurley: That’s kind of true, dude. He’s worse than Yoda.

The ones we rub under our arms

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If art is a kind of lying, then lying is a form of art, albeit of a lower order—as Oscar Wilde and Mark Twain have observed. Both liars and artists refuse to accept the tyranny of reality. Both carefully craft stories that are worthy of belief—a skill requiring intellectual sophistication, emotional sensitivity and physical self-control (liars are writers and performers of their own work). Such parallels are hardly coincidental, as I discovered while researching my book on lying. Indeed, lying and artistic storytelling spring from a common neurological root—one that is exposed in the cases of psychiatric patients who suffer from a particular kind of impairment.

A case study published in 1985 by Antonio Damasio, a neurologist, tells the story of a middle-aged woman with brain damage caused by a series of strokes. She retained cognitive abilities, including coherent speech, but what she actually said was rather unpredictable. Checking her knowledge of contemporary events, Damasio asked her about the Falklands War. This patient spontaneously described a blissful holiday she had taken in the islands, involving long strolls with her husband and the purchase of local trinkets from a shop. Asked what language was spoken there, she replied, “Falklandese. What else?”

In the language of psychiatry, this woman was ‘confabulating’. Chronic confabulation is a rare type of memory problem that affects a small proportion of brain-damaged people. In the literature it is defined as “the production of fabricated, distorted or misinterpreted memories about oneself or the world, without the conscious intention to deceive”. Whereas amnesiacs make errors of omission—there are gaps in their recollections they find impossible to fill—confabulators make errors of commission: they make things up. Rather than forgetting, they are inventing.

{ The Economist | Continue reading }

I believe it’s time to go


In recent years, nightlife has been increasingly recognized as an important resource for the enhancement of the post-industrial profile of the city and for the promotion of gentrification in derelict neighborhoods. It projects an image of a vibrant social and cultural life, considered particularly appealing to the young professional labour force of post-industrial sectors, the members of whom are particularly apt to consider moving to the city. However, the advocates of this ‘nightlife fix’ thesis ignore tensions that have emerged between residents in gentrifying neighborhoods and nightlife businesses due to the nuisance effects of the latter. Using the example of New York City, this paper examines how conflicts over nightlife in gentrifying neighborhoods have resulted in the gentrification of nightlife and have thus transformed the nature of the city’s nightlife itself.

{ Laam Hae, Dilemmas of the Nightlife Fix: Post-industrialisation and the Gentrification of Nightlife in New York City, 2011 | Continue reading }

video { Gil Scott-Heron died this afternoon in New York. He was 62. }

Our sun formed 4.5 billion years ago, but it’s got 6 billion more before the fuel runs out

{ The ten-member teenage rap collective Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All, led by Tyler the Creator, and including Earl Sweatshirt, Hodgy Beats, Mike G, Left Brain, Domo Genesis, Syd the Kid, Frank Ocean, Taco Bennet, and Jasper Dolphin, with their propensity for punk-inspired beats and obscene lyrics. | Malcolm Harris/The New Inquiry | full story | Plus: Where’s Earl? | The New Yorker | Thanks Daniel }

‘Got that stupid Friday song stuck in my head again. And it’s not even Friday.’ –Tim Geoghegan

{ via Colleen Nika }

With the width of the way for jogjoy

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{ Zdob si Zdub of Moldova perform So Lucky during the 2011 Eurovision Song Contest }

‘Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.’ —E. B. White

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Friday, August 12, 1988. On the sidewalk outside 57 Great Jones Street, the usual sad lineup of crack addicts slept in the burning sun. (…) In the months before his death, Basquiat claimed he was doing up to a hundred bags of heroin a day.

{ NY Times | Continue reading }

images { Odette England }

I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughnut. I don’t need a receipt for the doughnut.

more { d’Eon & Grimes’s Darkbloom }

Tanya, let’s talk. Let me start by saying you’re very sweet and stylish. One might say that you… you put the ‘ho’ in ‘hostess.’

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{ Michel Foucault, This is not a pipe, 1968 | full text }

We’re still trying to figure out the meaning of that last phrase. There’s nothing to figure out. This man is obviously a psychotic.

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Recently, scientists have begun to focus on how architecture and design can influence our moods, thoughts and health. They’ve discovered that everything—from the quality of a view to the height of a ceiling, from the wall color to the furniture—shapes how we think. (…)

In 2009, psychologists at the University of British Columbia studied how the color of a background—say, the shade of an interior wall—affects performance on a variety of mental tasks. They tested 600 subjects when surrounded by red, blue or neutral colors—in both real and virtual environments.

The differences were striking. Test-takers in the red environments, were much better at skills that required accuracy and attention to detail, such as catching spelling mistakes or keeping random numbers in short-term memory.

Though people in the blue group performed worse on short-term memory tasks, they did far better on tasks requiring some imagination, such as coming up with creative uses for a brick or designing a children’s toy. In fact, subjects in the blue environment generated twice as many “creative outputs” as subjects in the red one.

{ WSJ | Continue reading }

The downtown trains are full, with all those Brooklyn girls

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{ Alan Wolfson, Canal St. Cross Section, 2009-2010 }

related:

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{ George Segal, Walk, Don’t Walk, 1976 }

And I beat me a billy from an old French horn

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People who are more aware of their own heart-beat have superior time perception skills.

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artwork { Ellsworth Kelly, Atlantic, 1956 | Oil on canvas on two panels }

On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P Diddy

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{ Francis Bacon, Three Studies for Figures at the Base of a Crucifixion, 1944 }

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{ Francis Bacon, Second Version of Triptych 1944, 1988 }

Second Version of Triptych 1944 is a 1988 triptych painted by the Irish-born artist Francis Bacon. It is a reworking of Three Studies for Figures at the Base of a Crucifixion, 1944, Bacon’s most widely known triptych, and the one which established his reputation as England’s foremost post-war painters. Bacon often painted second versions of his major paintings. In 1988, Bacon completed this near copy of the Three Studies. At 78 × 58 inches, this second version is over twice the size of the original, while the orange background has been replaced by a blood-red hue. His reason for creating this rework remain unclear, although Bacon did say to Richard Cook that he “always wanted to make a larger version of the first [Three Studies…]. I thought it could come off, but I think the first is better. I would have had to use the orange again so as to give a shock, that which red dissolves. But the tedium of doing it perhalps dissuaded me, because mixing that orange with pastel and then crushing it was an enormous job.”

{ Wikipedia | Continue reading }

Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang

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Humpback whales have their own version of the hit single, according to a new study. At any given time within a population, male humpbacks all sing the same mating tune. But the pattern of the song changes over time, with the new and apparently catchy versions of the song spreading repeatedly across the ocean, almost always traveling from west to east. (…)

This is the first time that such broad-scale and population-wide cultural exchange has been documented in any species other than humans, she added.

{ EurekAlert | Continue reading }



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