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FURIOUS flashback! #2: Drumming Up Support

It wasn’t my intention to do another one of these quite so soon after the first, but since I recently mentioned my one-time college career at the State University of New York College at Purchase, it seems useful to return there.

What follows is the text of an article by Royston Wood which appeared in the March 15, 1990, edition of some newspaper in Westchester County, New York. I’d specify which one, but neither the photocopy of this article nor the original section from the paper itself seems to indicate just which publication it was.

Precisely one month after the publication of this article, one on the same topic was published in the regional Westchester-only section of The New York Times, which at some point in the future may show up here as well.

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The Only Thing That Means Anything Is What We Do

Yesterday, I tossed a comment onto a post by Brian Hines about intelligent design, and it reminds me that, at some point, I wanted to adapt something I once posted to a different site of mine into a post here.

Hines’ post specifically is about the obvious motives behind the pushers of intelligent design, but my response was a more general statement about my own ragingly-devout agnosticism. The same will hold true here.

(Incidentally, this also gives me the parenthetical opportunity to mention that if you weren’t reading Mike Argento’s blogging about the recently-concluded, but not-yet-decided Dover Panda Trial, you really missed out.)

As I said, much of what follows is adapted by something I once posted elsewhere, so it might take some doing before I circle back around to the argument I made in my comment over at Hines’ site, but we’ll get there eventually.

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R.I.P. Serenity?

It would seem, at least from performing the requisite searches and date-changes via its Fandango page, that the first-run release of Serenity in Portland ended with the 4:10 PM showing at Regal Lloyd Mall 8 Cinema this afternoon.

So we Browncoats can turn the page now, and begin looking forward to the future.

No, not the DVD’s release on December 20, but the presumed arrival of the film in local second-run theaters.

Browsing through the upcoming McMenamins schedules reveals showtimes for various movies into December. The movies in question mainly appear to be those whose first-run releases were just prior to the first-run release of Serenity.

Which would mean that if any of the McMenamins will be showing the film, it likely would be in their next batch of movies.

So it’s time to start keeping an eye on the second-run venues — McMenamins and, of course, otherwise. Then some of us can resume the obsessing over how many times we’ve seen it, only this time do it while drinking beer.

FURIOUS flashback! #1: Slowdog’s Hanging Out Upstairs

As something of an experiment, I’m going to be digging into the archives now and again to offer up some portion of my past about which many people don’t know, or which I simply happen, for whatever reason, to find worth a moment here.

This time around, we’re going back to 1995, when I was embroiled in the fight against the Communications Decency Act, a bill pitched by the late Senator James Exon which was the first full-frontal assault by the U.S. Congress against First Amendment rights on the Internet.

What follows is the text of the opening to an article from Rolling Stone, published in its October 5, 1995, edition.

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Poor Little Clams! Snap! Snap! Snap!

Ok, so I’m behind on this because I was waiting for a tape of it to arrive, but I’ve now, finally, seen the South Park which ripped the Church of Scientology.

While a general audience probably made more of the ongoing gag about Tom Cruise refusing to come out of the closet, those who have known for years what Scientology in reality is about pretty much consider the two minutes or so of This Is What Scientologists Actually Believe to be pure gold.

How could anything be better than getting to see an animated Xenu, complete with evil cartoon laugh? Or the disembodied souls of mass-murdered aliens who had been frozen and then dumped into Earth’s volcanoes, drawn as multi-colored sperm?

Good times.

As for the title here, you’ll have to spend some time with The Clam FAQ to fully appreciate the reference.

Sweet Chair

Earlier today I had a sudden realization and posted a comment to yesterday’s post about Shakers.

That realization was that many years ago, at Sunday Night Coffeehouse on the campus of the State University of New York College at Purchase, three friends of mine who were performing under the name the Tom Vick Trio (their names were Pat, Jack, and Olivia) were joined on stage by the actual Tom Vick.

The reason for this was so that they could perform a song which the actual Tom Vick described as having been “written by a very famous Shaker, Michael Landon, and another very famous Shaker, Lou Reed.” This song, it was said, was about the chair on which Jack was sitting.

It was a song about a Shaker and his workshop. It was called, as is this post, “Sweet Chair.”

The entire reason for revisiting all of this in a post of its own, rather than leaving it as a comment on that earlier post is this: I’ve found my audio cassette of the Tom Vick Trio concert.

Which, of course, means that I can make available an mp3 of “Sweet Chair” (6.7 MB). As far as I know — and unless they played at some point after I left behind my college “career” — this is the first time the Tom Vick Trio has been heard outside of that Coffeehouse performance.

As the song says: “Anyone who’d swear off sex to make furniture must truly love his work, and truly be a Shaker”

If The Music Found Its Own Good People, The Money Would Follow

Various things keep coming to mind about which I never got to write because they weren’t related to Portland politics. One of them just occurred to me as I was standing outside on the front steps of my apartment building as two police officers approached to respond (without much haste, so presumably nothing urgent) to something or someone in some other unit.

Which has nothing whatsoever to do with what occurred to me. It’s just that, for whatever reason, that was what was happening around me when the thought struck.

A couple of months back, I ran across a post by Kristin Hersh about file sharing in which she makes this statement: “There is no such thing as a music pirate in my world.”

(More recently, she announced their new EP would be given away “in the hope of freeing music” — a comment whose self-important hyperbole I’m fairly confident is both perfectly earnest and self-mocking at the same time.)

It’s one of the best statements I’ve read from a musician in defense of file sharing, and worth reading for its own sake. But it brought to mind something I pondered some time back, when I was both paying more attention to local music and (happenstantially) had purchased the mp3s of the first 50FootWave album directly from the band’s website.

I still think there’s a micropayment-based tipjar-like solution to helping small and independent musicians bring more money directly to them, especially musicians who don’t fear file sharing.

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Emanations Sent Forth By God

With each new commercial or trailer for the Æon Flux movie, I become more and more convinced that it will be unrecognizable to those of us who actually recall the animated versions which preceded it a decade or so ago.

This evening I finally got around to wondering whether or not those originals were available on DVD, as they properly ought to be.

Lo and behold, it turns out that this Tuesday brings with it the release of Æon Flux - The Complete Animated Collection, a three-disc set which, all told, comes in at over three hours worth of material.

What I fully expect to be missing from the film is the sheer (a)moral ambiguity of the originals, and the headache-inducing ways in which any given character (of those few which actually carried over from any given episode into any other) would not necessarily come across consistently.

Not because the creators were lazy, but because it just seemed to be part of what they were doing.

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Chairs Pull Themselves Out From Under Rivals

There’s a story in today’s Sunday Oregonian (although that link is to the original Los Angeles Times version) about the last community of Shakers.

Coincidence and luck figure largely in our lives, or at least Agent Dale Cooper said something similar to that nearly twenty years ago in an episode of Twin Peaks. Just the other day I ended up in a conversation that included a reference to the Shakers, and I couldn’t figure out an excuse to mention it.

It started, in actuality, as a conversation about Instructables, during which someone asked for “hi-res” pictures of the patternmaking tips for bras submission, but then (disingenuously, I’m sure) claimed what they really wanted was hi-res pictures of the roast bison with caramelized onions instead.

That prompted me to mention that our mascot at Shaker High School was the bison. In turn, that prompted someone to make the following remark: “Well, having a chair as a mascot would be pretty lame.”

(Shaker High School, in fact, was and is located in Watervliet, New York, the site of one of the original nineteen Shaker communities. It’s cafeteria, at the time I was there, had a rather poorly-painted mural of Ann Lee, the founder of the Shakers, which of course did include a chair.)

Which prompted me to muse upon just that idea. And that, in turn, led to me writing the hypothetical headline for the school newspaper’s sports section which appears here as the title of this very post.

So, my thanks to The Sunday Oregonian for publishing this Los Angeles Times piece on the last Shaker community, thereby giving me the excuse.

Under The Hood

Unlike other sites I’ve run in the past or run today, this one is deliciously spartan, utterly free and devoid of any sidebars, ads, or other extraneous clutter. This also means it doesn’t offer any permantent credits for, as an example, the bits of software that make it work.

So I’ll take this opportunity to mention some of that here.

First, like nearly everything I maintain, this site is published via Movable Type, and at this stage it’s a default installation without any extra functionality generated by any of the many fine plugins (except for SpamLookup and Nofollow which are installed by default) which have been developed by other MT users.

Those elements of the site which appear and disappear based upon clicking links (for example, the Archives link on the main page, and the Comments and Trackbacks links on the entry pages) do so through the magic of script.aculo.us, a suite of effects which in turn depend upon the Protoype framework.

In order to make the “live preview” portion of entry comments work properly, I had to kludge together two different scripts for that function. I’ve lost track of their origins, but one was lifted from a plugin originally intended and written for WordPress. The other, while I think I found it via an MT-based site, clearly had its initial basis in the WordPress community as well.

Why I had to mash together portions of two different “live preview” scripts in order to make this feature work properly is something that escapes me. But neither original script worked on its own.

Finally, in order to comment here you first will need to register with TypeKey. In addition to registration being required, comments (and, for that matter, trackbacks) will be moderated.

There will be no free-for-alls here, as this site is more comparable to my living room than to a corner of the public square.

On the other hand, some commenters eventually will be granted Trusted status, at which point their comments no longer will be held for moderation, and instead will publish immediately upon submission.