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February 27, 2007

por por from ghana

Adopted by drivers of timber trucks working forest roads, the squeeze-bulb horns were first brought together with small percussion as a kind of ensemble noisemaking to insure protection to disabled vehicles after dark. As punctured tires—a frequent occurrence on forest roads—were pumped back to strength, driving mates surrounded the vehicles and banged out encouragement on ododompo finger bells and small square tamalin (from “tambourine”) frame drums while honking the por por horns to scare off dangerous animals. In time, the noise of warning transformed into a music, as the drivers layered short por por horn phrases onto the standard dawuro banana-leaf bell pulse patterns of distinct ethnic and national rhythms such as kpalongo, adowa, asafo, ogeh, and agbadza. Likewise, the up and down motion of pumping the punctured tires was turned into an enthusiastic dance of accompaniment.

The Afrofunk Music Forum brings our attention to Smithsonian Folkways’ Por Por: Honk Horn Music of Ghana.

slides at the tate

I launched myself down the enclosed corkscrew tube, feeling like a fish in a bowl as I peered through the tube’s clear plastic top at people staring at my descent. The welding along the structure’s joints painlessly whacked my back, adding another dimension to the feeling of plummeting through space. Twelve seconds later, after traveling a curving 182-foot route down the 43-foot drop, I was shot out of the slide and onto a black pad, exhilarated and out of breath.

London’s Tate Gallery is hosting five metal slides that sound like a heck of a lot of fun.

February 26, 2007

lifelogging

There are times when I think we’re out of our depth here. There are things that you don’t want people to know about you and things you don’t want to know about yourself.

My friends and I used to suppose that, when we die, we find ourselves in a private theater, watching the entirety of our life projected onto the screen. In some versions, that’s all the afterlife was, and the film was repeated eternally. I guess the point of that meditation was to encourage one to carpe diem. The researchers in this article on lifelogging are discovering the value and risks of becoming your own TiVo.

February 7, 2007

"I've got a tigress back at home" - Of Montreal

Of Montreal
Of Montreal
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leyink says:
I felt like I was watching all of the epic rock acts — Bowie, Sgt. Peppers Beatles, and some glam theatre troupe all smooshed onto the stage at Great America.

Intense. Awesome.


February 6, 2007

Naropa Kerouac Festival

“In celebration of the 50th anniversary of On the Road, the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics will share news of Kerouac celebrations around the world, updates about the School’s own Kerouac Festival on June 30 and July 1, 2007 and perspectives of special guest bloggers.”