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2009

RESOLUTIONS,

guys

more cooking.more sleep.taking care of vessel.less _ugs more _ugs just enough _ugs

learn some electrical.engineering.omg data.read more papers outside my field.read more.write more.more self-confidence.m

ore humility.less pretention.less fear.less overanalysis.less rationalization.write more songs.nobel prize.pet hedgehog.start a cult.patience

come with me!

hey guyyyys….look look

Sea of Dreams NYE 2009 …with Thievery Corporation, live!

anonEvents transforms the Concourse Center into a multi-stage, multi-environment undersea fantasyland, complete with 3 huge sound-systems, cabaret performers, circus performers, aerialists, contortionists, balloon drops, confetti cannons and over 50 massive pieces of inflatable art. Other live musical performances will include 20-piece indie-techno-circus the Mutaytor, Bay Area trip-hop heroes BLVD, brasilian groovers Boca do Rio femme-hop group Goddess Alchemy Project. DJ sets will be performed by NYC’s “Basement Bhangra” superstar DJ Rekha, plus Bay Area mainstays like Motion Potion (Funkonnection-SFO), Smoove (2008 SFBG “Best DJ”) Mancub (space cowboys) Little John (Raindance-Santa Cruz), Jef Stot (6 Degrees Records) Malarkey (Juke Joint-Sebastopol), and Maneesh the Twister (Surya Dub-SFO).

Audiences will be overwhelmed by an all-consuming assault of dance, cabaret and visual artists. The Do LaB, the set designers who have made the Coachella, Rothbury and their own Lightning in a Bottle Festival canvases for art installations will be on the scene to construct a “speaker garden” environment in the DJ lobby area. Reknowned performance troupe Fou Fou Ha!, physical theatre company the Carpetbag Brigade and Bad Unkl Sista and superstar hooper Shredder are among the performance artists that push this event over the top.

Seriously, COME WITH ME. If you have any interest at all at seeing Kelly in her element and would like to spend New Year’s Eve in an environment of unbridled joy, love, self-expression, and sensory overload, hit me up. (I’m already ordering peacock feathers in bulk, motherlickers.)

must not get too personal

must not get too personal

must not get too personal

must not get too personal

the world is watching

but goddamn if life isn’t gettin’ better all the time…what with all this new fun sublime and joyous stuff and shattered misconceptions and loss of inhibitions…oh and bye bye year! i heard that nobody likes you when you’re 23…what the hell is add?

to counteract that, here is my first real picture of gfp-stained neurons:

and that’s only one slice!

been wanting to make one of these pictures forever…the aesthetics of neuroscience, dude, i’m telling you.

oh also they outlawed sparx

STOCK UP AND OPEN UP A SPEAKEASY WITH ME

i didn’t even really like it that much, it’s just the idea of getting in on prohibition really. might want to stock up on salvia as well.

some music links

omg elephant 6 collective is back and up to marvelous things!

shimmering new song leaked from the upcoming animal collective album, merriweather post pavilion: my girls

kickass indepth interview with john darnielle of the mountain goats

i like this band passion pit

ok <3 yall

oops i gave my computer drugs

i <3 grad school

year-end album list

in no particular order:

vampire weekend - s/t
the mountain goats - heretic pride
wolf parade - at mt. zoomer
islands - arm’s way
spiritualized - songs in a&e
of montreal - skeletal lamping (this is a new development, i was really unsure at first but it just clicked)
dr. dog - fate
fleet foxes - ragged wood

this was a hard year to stay on top of things musically…i had a lot going on, yo.

something else i’m way obsessed with now:

VERMOUTH!

see also 80 page forum thread

AAAAAND

don’t it make you feel sad

MUSIC POST

Grampall Jookabox - The Girl Ain’t Preggers

it’s been a long time coming

I have this perpetual battle going on between cynicism and sincerity; sometimes it is far easier and, in some cases, funnier to maintain the dark, dry humor and fatalistic outlook which seems to be one of the defining characteristics of whatever generation we are supposed to be. (Y?) In any case, last night caught me by surprise. I’ve been maintaining all along that the thing that matters to me the most is policies, an educated, intelligent president, etc. etc. Something came home to me on an emotional level last night. There is a fucking biracial president in office. Not only is it extremely rare to meet someone of my (approximate) background (SUP HALLE BERRY), to see them in a position of any kind of authority and celebrity especially outside of entertainment is an incredibly rare thing. But for the majority of people in this country to elect one of us to the highest office in the land? It’s so fucking surreal I can’t believe it. It’s as if it were me up there. The story of my entire life, the assumption that minority and being mixed means a harder struggle not only socioeconomically but out of sheer number, almost seems like a lie. I have to reconsider it all. One of my core beliefs in fact, is that what we all think of as “The American Dream” is a 50s-manufactured hyper-capitalistic SUV and Starbucks lie, a carrot on a stick. I’m not saying this changes all that, but something about last night, and my own academic success lately, has begun to chip away at the cynicism. It’s not affirmative action or sympathy or charity or liberal guilt. People are respecting me on my own merits, my own strength, and my own personality. Even if they aren’t, holy fucking hell. I’m going to get a Ph.D. and Barack Hussein Obama is the President of the United States of America.

Last night we drove around Berkeley and Oakland and I hung out the window screaming and high-fiving the crowds and thanking everyone; sincerely thanking them all for this feeling that there is no word for. It is beyond optimism and gratitude and pride. It’s beyond any political motivation. Hell, if Obama were a neo-con I’d still be screaming in the streets. Somehow this is going to set in motion my adult life. Yes I can. Fuck you h8rs, I’m motherfucking president.

day 2, belated

i’ll give you a quick rundown because it turns out that when i got back from ti music festival i was destined to spend several days straight trying to do neural computation homework and destroying my soul in the process. turns out i should have a) started earlier and b) gotten into a group with a couple people. also, turns out standing in the hot sun drunk for 12 hours a day 2 days straight beforehand was a bad idea as well.

GRAD SCHOOL. YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG.

photo credit synapsistapped

anyway.

all you get is an adjective per band, and no real pictures because i forgot my memory card

morning benders: refreshing
fleet foxes: gorgeous
dr. dog: perfect
tokyo police club: eh
okkervil river: decent
spiritualized: notenoughdrugs
vampire weekend: awesome

oh noes i missed the headliner supergroup

but i went on a ferris wheel and got an awesome poster for my room, turns out by shepard fairey…obey giant, kind of blah obama poster, some other pretty cool art, controversial dude ANYWAY back to matlab.

treasure island day 1

i just got back across the bay so i’m going to do this before i ptfo.

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