Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Saturday, September 19, 2009

11th dimension... really?

is julian casablancas effing serious?

ok, so i checked out casablanca´s new song/solo project, of course i did, for me, it´s a no brainer.. and yes, anything that talks about dimensions, count me in.
simple equation:
julian casablancas + i´m a strokes fan + 11th dimension (ja) = it has to be good.
the answer to my equation was wrong.
the real result = i hadn´t heard such a crappy song in quite a long time.

i´ll give it to him, i´m glad he stepped away (at least as an experiment) from that stroke sound we´ve heard since this is it, room on fire & first impressions of earth... we all agree that their sound has pretty much stayed the same, and besides, if we want more strokes music posing as a solo project we´ve got albert hammond jr. for that..


the cover art (for the single).. sucks. haven´t we seen enough of these revisited eighties, neon, geometric shit, that only daft punk can pull off?
the song... sucks.
heard it twice, painful.

ok so some tips, and i´m really hating so i´ll get on with it:

1. lay off the synths.. this is not you.. i just can´t help picturing you on a island, dancing really cheesy in a hawaiian t-shirt.
no credibility whatsoever.
what happened to that fucked up lead singer we girls tend to be so unusually attracted to?
2. yes, please do collaborate with pharrell and santigold... we DO like to dance to that song.
3. ultimately, julian darling, stick to what you know.

sometimes the whole solo thing gets me confused.
maybe i´m being a bit drastic (and maybe i have to give the whole album a chance, which i doubt, this pretty much turned me wayy off.), but maybe i´m just predicting that if the strokes try to get away from their characteristic sound, it will be:
A. a total failure.
B. we´ll just keeping hearing the same thing over and over again... which i won´t complain, i think their three albums are, or will be "classics".

hear it here to see for yourselves.

Monday, September 14, 2009


....If the universe had expanded a little faster, the
matter would have sprayed out into space like fine
mist from a water bottle - so fast that a gazillion
particles of dust would speed into infinity and never even
form a single star.

If the universe had expanded just a little slower, the
material would have dribbled out like big drops of water,
then collapsed back where it came from by the force
of gravity.

A little too fast, and you get a meaningless
spray of fine dust. A little too slow, and the whole
universe collapses back into one big black hole.

The surprising thing is just how narrow the difference
is. To strike the perfect balance between too fast and
too slow, the force, something that physicists call
"the Dark Energy Term" had to be accurate to one part in
ten with 120 zeros.

If you wrote this as a decimal, the number would
look like this:


In their paper "Disturbing Implications of
a Cosmological Constant" two atheist scientists
from Stanford University stated that the existence of
this dark energy term would have required a miracle...
"An unknown agent" intervened in cosmic history
"for reasons of its own."

Just for comparison, the best human engineering
example is the Gravity Wave Telescope, which was built with
a precision of 23 zeros. The Designer, the 'external
agent' that caused our universe must possess an intellect,
knowledge, creativity and power trillions and trillions
of times greater than we humans have.....

cosmic fingerprints

Wednesday, September 9, 2009


Igai shikai hiroi
Katai kotai hiroi

Nageru haneru

Oshii kitai chigai
Gokai gurai furai

Nageru haneru

Sekai hiroi mitai
Yurui kaze wo hoho wo

Naderu nageru
Haneru nageru

Unexpected, sight, wide
Hard, solid, pick-up

Throw, skip

Shucks, expectations, difference
About five times fly

Throw, skip

World, wide, seems like
Loose, breeze, brushes, cheek

Throw, throw
Skip, throw


Sunday, September 6, 2009

present. future.

sometimes we must hibernate in the springtime to see that cave
the cave contains us in a place where we are awakened to touch our reality.
the cave that has no bewildering remnants of lights past.
just us, just this....


springtime makes the air humid as it illuminates the pavement.
human has made pavement their earth.
we were taught to walk on this pavement, to place our feet before it.
the earth that was once in origin, has now become distracted.
it has become its abstraction to the real.

the real as it is felt in my brain, or the real that is touched between my hands?
we choose.

memories of autumn make us smile and remind us that we have chosen to grow with flight.


clouds may bring larger shadows, but our shadows walk taller through the grass.

gratitude falls before my fingers and decides to expel words of bears, sea-horses and magenta turned cables.
i enjoy these words that have befallen upon my fingers, they move as if was no extra task, just a simple wink to a world that was barely met. it winked for some glimpses of time and space, but neither this time nor space has yielded unto the moment.

should is a word i like to forget, should forgets what has been done..

so now as i see this yellow stricken horizon, i understand, that the physics of our universes harmonize in the present, not in our lingering past.

_ as i was browsing through old emails, sorting everything out, i found this one i wrote on may 22.
foreshadowing the "present.future".