bytes of Wa Conner… A bit at a time.
I’d forgotten to mention that I’ve written and posted my music video script treatment of Nine Inch Nails song “Beside You in Time” which appeared on Trent Reznor’s 2005 album,”With Teeth”. A previous script treatment of Seabound’s “Watching Over You (Haujobb) mix” ended up being more popular than I had expected and there had been a request for additional scripts. So enjoy.
For maximum enjoyment, I highly recommend that you play the song in your headphones at the time of reading. I’ve included a timecode in the script so that you can feel the rhythm, tone, and pace of the video as you read the script and listen to the song.
There is not a chance in hell that it will ever be produced of course, but I thought you might enjoy seeing all the might have beens and the could have beens.
After reading it, feel free to share any comments.
I admit, I love low resolution ASCII art. Who doesn’t really? You couldn’t be a gamer from the eighties without bumping into some fun ASCII art. After some research into the subject I discovered that there are people out there like Simon Jansen, who have *REALLY* dedicated their time to re-creating Animated ASCII art.
The best example I’ve found is this great ASCII art animation of STAR WARS: Episode IV: A New Hope
that Simon Jansen began in 1997. (NOTE: It is optimized for Firefox users and may not work on IE)
I’m sure this will be very old news to some of you, but I couldn’t help taking that nostalgic flash to the past.
Wow, following the word around the net this past month has required some adjustment.
There was a certain radio pundit who made a ridiculous accusation about Michael J. Fox this past month, and without realizing he had done so had also basically made an attack on all sufferers of Parkinson’s Disease. Fox appeared in a recent Clair McHaskill (D-MO) Senate campaign ad, touting the need for stem cell research, which prompted this certain individual to mock him.
If you haven’t heard about this click here to learn more about the circumstances. Suffice to say, just about everyone, including the pundit’s own conservative base has come out and challenged his absurd opinion.
A short message on TWiT.tv from Leo Laporte has sent many hearts including my own, into cardiac flutters.
The message, cited below, with the most interesting part cast in bold, immediately generated nearly 500 passionate responses with many more on other sites that also cover themes regarding podcasting such as this article at Digg.com.
“It’s about 80 degrees out - in all likelihood the last nice day of summer in Northern California - so all the TWiTs decided to play hookey. At the same time. Unfortunately that means there will be no show tonight.
It’s my turn to play hookey next week. I’m off on a Geek Cruise next Friday, and will be gone through November 4, so there will be no TWiT next week either.
I’ll decide what happens to TWiT, the show, when I come back, but at this point it looks like it’s on life support and the heart monitor is flatlining.
Meanwhile, enjoy our first This WEEK in LAW with Denise Howell, and thanks for listening. I’ll put it up on the TWiT feed in place of TWiT later tonight.”
—Leo Laporte from Twit.tv
On the same day he made the announcement above, he also provided this interesting blurb in his blog. Perhaps another portent of things that will come to pass?
Webring, according to Wikipedia, “was designed by Sage Weil ” who was only seventeen at the time “using CGI script in May 1994. The idea was based on Denis Howe’s system, started at Imperial College in 1994, called EUROPa (Expanding Unidirectional Ring Of Pages), but took off after Giraldo Hierro conceptualized a central CGI script to enhance functionality, which Weil coded himself. Weil’s script gained popularity, pushing Weil in June 1995 to create an organization, named WebRing, which provided WebRing tools to webmasters. “
In this burgeoning Web 2.0 world, webring.com may seem so very 1998-ish, but for many who have been on the web for most of the past decade, webring has in one way or another impacted their web surfing experience. More often than not in positive ways. Webring offered for many an opportunity for REAL social networking with webmasters. Where primarily Usenet groups and BCC (Blind Carbon Copy email groups) were responsible for spreading the word about related websites you might enjoy in any particular topic, Webring made it simple for anyone to find plenty of sites relating to the most obscure of topics, thus yielding more precise results than the fledgling search engines of the time.
Before blogs, Digg.com, and the ilk had made it possible to garner attention in other ways, webring offered a real social network that benefited websites whose niche might be extremely narrow (say the salt & pepper shaker collectors groups) without costing inordinately high amounts for such exposure.
Its clear that the date January 15th, 2007, when these new rates go into effect, will mark the end of webring as a viable choice by many webmasters. Already in steep decline by subscribers who flocked to other choices, I can’t imagine what in the heck Webring, Inc. must be thinking by doing this move, unless it is to intentionally kill off any chance of being involved in a serious way in the next evolutionary wave of the Internet.
My site, www.thedeadpoets.org, currently belongs to or has belonged to many webrings over the years, and my email inbox has become inundated recently with seriously miffed users who are threatening to protest Webring Inc. over the recent business decision. One of them, who we will call Tim, writes:
”Hello Fellow Webringites (sic):
You’ve probably already heard that Webring Inc. has decided to start
charging people who have more than 5 websites or more than 2 webrings.
And even if you do pay a hefty $36 USD per YEAR you will only be
allowed 50 individual website listings (and a maximum of 30 webrings for
webring managers). It is ridiculous and stupid.
The Lilith eZine and Lilith Gallery is run by a group of four people.
We’ve invested a lot of time and effort into making our webrings for
people and manage 355 webrings and 19,842 site listings. Under Webrings
new rules we would have to delete 325 webrings (and all the site listings
in those webrings) by January 15th, 2007.
And we’re not alone. According to Webring Inc. there are 25,000 webring
managers who manage over 180,000 different webrings. Thats an average
of over 7 webrings per manager. Some have more, some less. The vast
majority have at least 5 webrings. That means about 60% to 72% of all
webrings we will have to be deleted.
Webring has over 21,000,000 individual site listings. If you type the
word “webring” into Google it comes up with 33.8 million websites.
Imagine if 70% of them were suddenly deleted.
Webring brings the internet together. Its a bit like Grand Central
Station in New York City. By itself, its not really that important, but as
a network it connects millions upon millions of sites on related
topics. Webring Inc. is making outrageous demands, the equivalent of Grand
Central Station saying “You can only have 2 destinations and make only 5
trips per month.”
Or to use another metaphor, it would be like Microsoft Inc. saying “You
can only install five programs and play 2 games/day. Any extra and you
have to pay us more money…” If Bill Gates ever said something that
stupid we’d all think he’d hit his head or wasn’t taking his medication
So what can you do about all this?
Protest. Email firstname.lastname@example.org and tell them what you think of
their outrageous demands. Tell them you’d be willing to pay for
membership, but not at the outrageous and unfair rates they are currently
“Sure you can have a cell phone… but you can only have 2 phone
numbers saved on it and make only 5 calls per month…”
Seriously, how ridiculous can you get?”
While I don’t intend to bother with a protest, I do commend Tim for his metaphorical
explanations of the problem and wish him and his fellow protestors the best of luck,
I understand that the web has always at the core, unfortunately, been all about business.
Without turning a significant enough profit, we can’t expect any company to continue a service indefinitely.
I can only assume this will hasten the creation of more blogs on commercial solutions like Typepad
and Wordpress, as well as the free to use but paid for by ad revenue sites such as Livejournal,
Blogger and Vox to take accelerate in notice in personal and commerical sites. Even social networking hubs like Facebook and the horrible looking but extremely popular MySpace should receive a bump in their user base as a result of this decision.
As a sidenote, is it possible that Yahoo’s reported offer to purchase Facebook for $1 billon doesn’t quite seem so ludricous after all?
[Digg this story].
I’m sorry I couldn’t make this post earlier. I’ve been struggling with a cold that I earned (as you will learn from the following post) while attending the NIN/Bauhaus/TV on Radio show.
Saturday, May 27th, as it turned out was an eventful day. Around noon, we hopped out of bed and gathered our things before we jumped in the van. Unfortunately we seemed to have forgotten a number of key things and had to make more than one trip back home. After plenty of sighing and laughing at ourselves, we finally hit the freeway around 2 p.m. After road delays, rain, and rush hour, we were able to finally get to Portland around 3:50 p.m.
It was while entering the city limits of Portland that we decided we weren’t going to have enough cash on hand to enjoy the concert, thus ensued the ATM run from hell. First of all, it was your typical Portland day, which means it was raining buckets. The ATM was located near a Shari’s restaurant. And of course, I, ever the foolish type, ran wildly, in the direction of the ATM, over some smooth stone inset pavement, in the direction of the ATM when I wiped out big time. I must have slid an easy 10 feet, grinding over the pavement on my left side, before I realized that I had even wiped out. Customers who were just exiting Sherry’s stood agape, as I scrambled precariously to might feet. A quick once over of my body and I knew that it was going to be bad. My thumb felt broken, my wrist was hyperextended, and there was more than a mild trickle of blood flowing down my inner forearm from the two inch gash that fluttered open beneath the pouring rain. I quickly sped inside to the Shari’s bathroom. I hoped to briefly wash the cuts off, grab some towels, and make my exit, perhaps all completely unnoticed by the Shari’s customers, management, and staff inside. No such luck. First I was visited by a perplexed customer in the bathroom, who claiming they worked in the ER, and whom promptly ran off to get the manager. They disppeared before I could protest. So, soon the assistant manager appeared, followed quickly by the big honcho of the restaurant. I assurred them I was fine, accepted some of their bandages to placate them, and reassured them that I would not being suing them (after all, I was the bozo, running full speed on wet pavement in the rain)
After all of this, I finally made my way to the ATM. By this time Raven had gathered what had happened and was peppering me with questions. I withdrew the money we needed and hopped back in the vehicle. Raven was ashen faced and insisted after a cursory glance of my wounds that we would be visiting her mother, who lives just a short distance down the street for the Sherry’s for some first aid gear.
To make a long story shorter, we finally resumed our trek to the NIN concert sometime around 4 p.m. after some bandaging, gauze wraps, and donning of a pair of purple Nitrile gloves. The show wasn’t scheduled to begin until 7 pm, but we were racing so furiously because at previous Spiral concerts we were way back in the line and had missed a sound check or meet and greet. We intended never to make that mistake again.
I should mention that the Ridgefield show was of course an outdoor show, just as the rest of the shows are supposed to be on this 30 date tour. The rain had picked up and there was a delay, as we were not allowed to enter the primary County fairground entrance. We finally parked and made our way to the will call booth where our tickets awaited. Fortunately we were greeted by a friendly face at the booth. Brandy, who we had met on the previous Spiral fanclub show dates was still running the ticket verification. We obtained our tickets and jumped in line. Fortunately we were only about 75 to 100 people back in the line. After about a half an hour wait, we were finally admitted to the fairgrounds proper, and eventually to a special VIP section of the grounds. Unfortunately for the guy standing in line behind me, he was given the choice of returning his umbrella to his vehicle, or disposing of it in the garbage. He chose the latter of course, as, evidenced by other umbrellas, many others had. It must be said that everyone in the Spiral line were great people. Everyone tried to be helpful for the most part to everyone else. We met a very nice couple, an daughter and her mother, both adults who just share a passion for NIN. We sat next to them in the 3rd row. They were nice enough to guard seats while we were away, as well as providing so much soothing Advil when my injuries were starting to kill during the Bauhaus show. By the time NIN came on, I was in sonic and Advil induced heaven. We went to Shari’s on 181st St after the show for a late night snack. I learned afterwards that there was an informal after party gathering at one of the Shari’s restaurants. I wish I had done more research before I went to the show. It would have been nice to trade a few war stories while at previous NIN shows. Anyhow, after another 45 minute wait standing in the howling wind and pounding rain, we were finally admitted inside. The good news was that the Spiral members were guaranteed the middle section of the seats, and because we were so close to the beginning of line, we ended up in the 3rd row. With all of my injuries, I was relieved to see that we had some seats. It was nice, not having to battle in the pit for a view of the concert. I know this pissed off alot of general admission people, but I say fuck’em. I don’t know how many times I have been kicked in the head or body by the combat boots of some moronic jock or teenager, who mutters beneath their breath constantly “So when do you think they will play the ‘Fuck Me’ song?”
If you haven’t seen the show yet and don’t want to know what the setlist consisted of, don’t read any further.
The setlist wasn’t exactly what I would have chosen, but I was happy to get an opportunity to hear some real obscure gems that Trent never plays live, of which I have put into bold.
know what you are
march of the pigs
something i can never have
help me i am in hell
non-entity (sort of, he did play this last tour, as well as “Not So Pretty”)
into the void
the big come down
get down make love (probably one of maybe four or five songs that everyone wanted to hear live sometime)
the hand that feeds
head like a hole
I missed hearing “Love is Not Enough”. I loved the way he opened the show last tour with it. They sort of did the same thing this time with Venetian blinds on Somewhat Damaged, but it wasn’t the same. Other noteworthy things: Trent was bald! He also was wearing a black hoodie when he started our show, which was cool, because it kind of made him look like a crazy dwarven sized hip hop artist.
He was considerate enough to understand the torture we were experiencing from elements when he made some comments about the band also “freezing their balls off”, but then again he ironically also found enough time to dowse the first couple of rows with water during a song moments before.
Other notes, Bauhaus played great and had some great theatrical moments, particularly the creative use of rose petals, the murphy dance, the murphy moonwalk, and a cool sax intro by Daniel Ash into a song that sounded familiar, but I couldn’t come up with the name, but not enough. While we enjoyed the music, the show itself became a bit long.
TV on Radio was very cool. When asked to describe their music I can’t help but describe it as gospel inspired vocal styling layered over jazz, funk, rock, and speed metal riffs. Like most opening bands they struggled to get us moving, but in less than three songs they had the front row up and dancing. And by the end of their half and hour set, they had most of the entire middle section of the 100 level up and bopping. They were much, MUCH more interesting than Queens of the Stone Age who appeared on the last tour. I think these guys are destined to be headlining their own shows in the near future, probably once they have released another full length record.
Here are a few pics. None of them mine. I wanted to credit the photographer of the last two, but alas I couldn’t seem to locate a credit anywhere. If anyone knows who took these, please let me know.