In my browsing of childhood icons, I learned something. Apparently our favorite baritone red-head is at the center of a new internet meme. Rickrolling.
Here's a site that explains.
Surprise! It's not a relavant news article or link to an awesome video of a guy falling off a skateboard! It's RICK!! Haha on you! (uh... I guess.) I suppose it's less traumatizing than certain other switcheroos which have been popular targets for smartasses to trick people into clicking to.
If you don't know what they are, you're not missing out. Trust me. If you do know what they are, start thinking about something else immediately, and maybe you won't be scarred for life.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
A City Like Cincinnati
The most recent Take Away Show from La Blogothèque is their fiftieth, and they determined to make it something special. My, but they've suceeded.
It was filmed in Memorial Hall--one of Cincinnati's old concert venues--a meandering walk behind the scenes, beginning on the roof, and wandering down through dusty storage rooms filled with antique chairs to find the Czech duo, Havlovi quietly making music amongst forgotten set pieces. As their song fades out, the watcher is slowly drawn down the hall to find Sufjan Stevens plucking a delicate and solomn song next to a window, and so on and on, we stumble onto one gorgeous, quiet performance after another, as if we were walking on a lazy afternoon through a beautiful, rambling building with people who just happened to be performing in every stairwell and nook.
Also included on the page is a lovely film of Sufjan Stevens up on the roof of the building singing The Lakes of Canada by Innocence Mission.
All the Take Away Shows are special (see The Arcade Fire, and Alan Sparhawk particularly), but this 50th one just swept me along with it.
It was filmed in Memorial Hall--one of Cincinnati's old concert venues--a meandering walk behind the scenes, beginning on the roof, and wandering down through dusty storage rooms filled with antique chairs to find the Czech duo, Havlovi quietly making music amongst forgotten set pieces. As their song fades out, the watcher is slowly drawn down the hall to find Sufjan Stevens plucking a delicate and solomn song next to a window, and so on and on, we stumble onto one gorgeous, quiet performance after another, as if we were walking on a lazy afternoon through a beautiful, rambling building with people who just happened to be performing in every stairwell and nook.
Also included on the page is a lovely film of Sufjan Stevens up on the roof of the building singing The Lakes of Canada by Innocence Mission.
All the Take Away Shows are special (see The Arcade Fire, and Alan Sparhawk particularly), but this 50th one just swept me along with it.
Shamefaced
I've looked back over the past page and realized that I've been horrendous at posting regularly this year. Boo on me.
Well, the latest development in the great southern migration is that we seem to have found a place to live down there. We found a townhouse about a block from all those pictures I posted earlier, and we've submitted our application and deposit. The property manager and owner are nice folks, and we're planning as if it's set in stone, but I'll be a little antsy until we actually have the lease signed.
The townhouse is on the end of building with just a couple units in it - it's a fifties building, so it has nice clean lines and huge windows that swing outward. Since it's on the end, it's got twice the windows, which makes me quite gleeful. The neighborhood is so incredibly perfect - every garden is overflowing with flowers and hostas and the whole area is nice and shady because of the massive old trees. I'll post pictures eventually. Another thing I love about the place is that it's on one of the blocks that surrounds a secret park accessable only to people who live on the houses around it. There's a little alley that runs around it. Also, it's walking distance to downtown, which makes me very happy.
Meanwhile, back on the ranch, we've temporarily given up on the house selling, and are renting to some people we know. I think that'll turn out to be better for everyone involved. They'll have a cheap and nice place to live, and we won't have to worry about dealing with realtors and tackling the miserable housing market.
Now, to put more things in boxes. The upstairs is something of a cardboard jungle right now. I'm always a little depressed at how every box I fill with books takes such a little chunk out of the bookshelf. Ah well. Costco has a great set of sturdy, reusable boxes that don't require tape, and they've been great for storage, etc.
Well, the latest development in the great southern migration is that we seem to have found a place to live down there. We found a townhouse about a block from all those pictures I posted earlier, and we've submitted our application and deposit. The property manager and owner are nice folks, and we're planning as if it's set in stone, but I'll be a little antsy until we actually have the lease signed.
The townhouse is on the end of building with just a couple units in it - it's a fifties building, so it has nice clean lines and huge windows that swing outward. Since it's on the end, it's got twice the windows, which makes me quite gleeful. The neighborhood is so incredibly perfect - every garden is overflowing with flowers and hostas and the whole area is nice and shady because of the massive old trees. I'll post pictures eventually. Another thing I love about the place is that it's on one of the blocks that surrounds a secret park accessable only to people who live on the houses around it. There's a little alley that runs around it. Also, it's walking distance to downtown, which makes me very happy.
Meanwhile, back on the ranch, we've temporarily given up on the house selling, and are renting to some people we know. I think that'll turn out to be better for everyone involved. They'll have a cheap and nice place to live, and we won't have to worry about dealing with realtors and tackling the miserable housing market.
Now, to put more things in boxes. The upstairs is something of a cardboard jungle right now. I'm always a little depressed at how every box I fill with books takes such a little chunk out of the bookshelf. Ah well. Costco has a great set of sturdy, reusable boxes that don't require tape, and they've been great for storage, etc.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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