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Setlist for Wednesday night

Here's what I played a couple of nights ago... 'Twas a short little set, and the early evening period meant I slipped in more than a few mellow songs. (Except that the PINE*am song takes Erik Satie 's minimal classic and turns it into a Japanese-pop noise-festival.) Turin Brakes, "Pain Killer (Summer Rain)" Aerosmith, "Dream On" Elbow, "Asleep in the Back" Jeff Buckley, "Hallelujah" Ryan Adams and Emmylou Harris, "Return of the Grievous Angel" Dashboard Confessional, "Hands Down" Wilco, "I Am Trying To Break Your Heart" The Beta Band, "Dog Got A Bone" The Postal Service, "The District Sleeps Alone Tonight" The Electric Soft Parade, "Silent to the Dark" Jimmy Eat World, "Lucky Denver Mint" PINE*am, "Gymnopedie 0.1" The Decemberists, "Here I Dreamt I was an Architect" Lou Reed, "Walk on the Wild Side" The Walkmen, "Revenge Wears No ...

Giant Squid Found Live!

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Wow - they finally photographed a giant squid live in the wild ! For centuries giant squids, formally called Architeuthis, have been the stuff of legends, appearing in the myths of ancient Greece or attacking a submarine in Jules Verne's "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea." But they had never been seen in their natural habitat, only caught in fishing nets or washed ashore dead or dying. The Japanese team, capping a three-year effort, filmed the creature in September of last year, finding what one researcher called "the holy grail" of deep-sea animals. ( Seattle Times-Intelligencer ) Man - ever since last year's New Yorker article on the Squid Hunter (an excellent read - highly recommended if you want more background about the quest for the giant squid), I've been quite intrigued by the fact that the world's largest inverterbrate was almost mythical, since only dead ones had been found. It was almost like trying to find Nessie. So I guess Stev...

XX/XY

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Dir. Austin Chick Mark Ruffalo, Maya Stange, Kathleen Robertson, Petra Wright XX/XY , Austin Chick's directorial debut, tells a familiar story: being young, reckless, feeling like and acting as though nothing has consequences - and then growing older, and learning to deal with the consequences of one's actions. Wannabe artist Coles (Mark Ruffalo) meets Sam (Maya Stange) at a party at Sarah Lawrence, and Sam invites along punk grrl Thea (Kathleen Robertson) for a menage a trois. And so begins a classic relationship of youth, prodigal, profligate, promiscuous, and seemingly aconsequential - until the heartbreak when Coles reveals to Sam he has had a one-night stand. Ten years later, all three parties find themselves back in New York, somewhat altered by the passage of time. Thea now is the wife of a successful restauranteur, Sam has just returned from London, and Coles has given up filmmaking for advertising. And it is Coles' chance reunion with Sam that triggers off all sort...

Sign O' The Times

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An amusing sign from Amsterdam from Indrani's Flickr collection of photos of signs . I think it means "if you spot a paedophile in a hat abducting a little girl, you should drop a large object such as a bicycle on him". Technorati Tags: signs

Bouncey

Someone tried to send me an e-mail today and it bounced. And that just seals it: I've come to realise that quite a few e-mails don't make it through my layers of spam protection (on the forwarding address, on the dsng.net server, on my own Eudora junk-mail filter). Heck, there are e-mails that I send out that don't make it through the layers of protection I have. So - if you wrote me a while ago and suspect I didn't receive it - I probably didn't. And that's my excuse for the day, folks.

Hideout, once more

Got a last-minute request to do a DJ slot tonight at Hideout . I'll be on from 9 till 10.30pm, anyone wants to drop by to say hi. Basic indie rock stuff - nothing fancy, just another view of the crevices of my record collection.

Let's Go, Baby

Not being au fait with the martial arts (my weekend watching of Kill Bill notwithstanding), I've never heard of Wing Chun Kung Fu in my life, and then suddenly in the space of 12 hours I hear 2 references to it - first in Alexei Sayle's "This Stupid Smile", a short story from his Barcelona Plates collection, then in my inbox this morning, some club was offering Wing Chun Kung Fu lessons. Isn't it weird when random things start peppering one's sphere of thought? Of course, I first read the e-mail as saying Wang Chung Kung Fu lessons, which would've been hilarious. Everybody have fun tonight!