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My photo of Sam on the cover of Remember Paper 2. The issue looks pretty amazing with work by Richard Kern and Henrik Purienne, among others. Excited to see it in person.
Dusdin is so great. This photo is beautiful.
Facebook knows I’m into cilantro.
A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.
People are just as happy with the talk about the object, or the talk about the processes making the object, being interesting. They don’t mind that the object or the processes themselves aren’t interesting. There’s no difference to them. They’re very happy with having Vampire Weekend in place of Elvis Costello. As the media gets smaller and smaller, because of closer small-worldness I guess, success is the only thing that’s interesting.
Sounding Off: The Fiery Furnaces’ Matthew Friedberger On Making, Marketing, and Listening to Music
Again, the whole thing is worth reading. This makes me believe even more that Warhol was a prophet. It also makes me think of things like Matthew Barney’s Drawing Restraint 13 which basically only exists as people talk about it, and they only talk about it because Barney is successful/famous.
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When I was nineteen, I was at somebody’s party and they put on a James Brown record. I went to the corner and listened to it because it was such an interesting piece of music. Then this guy—a very suburban white guy—started dancing around. I remember being horrified, and I glared at him. And he caught me glaring at him, and he’s like, “But it’s James Brown, man, it’s for dancing!” [laughs] and I remember thinking, “It’s for damn dancing? What are you talking about?” My attitude was as bizarre as his behavior was uncool.
Sounding Off: The Fiery Furnaces’ Matthew Friedberger On Making, Marketing, and Listening to Music
The whole thing is worth reading. If you’ve ever seen Matthew Friedberger glare at someone, you’ll understand the significance of this.
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I was asked at lunch today who or what I worshipped. The question was asked sincerely, and in the same spirit I responded that I worshipped whatever there might be outside knowledge. I worship the void. The mystery. And the ability of our human minds to perceive an unanswerable mystery. To reduce such a thing to simplistic names is an insult to it, and to our intelligence.
What concerned us most about The Newspaper was its lack of Wi-Fi. Information on the system was locked, while on other e-readers it was open, ubiquitous and current. Eventually, however, we found this advantage to be overstated, even misleading. Engineers using The Newspaper typically did so 30 to 60 minutes a day. Afterward, they went outside, formed relationships, and took in what life had to offer. Those using Wi-Fi-enabled e-readers tended to stay on the couch, scanning video sites for cats; eventually, downloading recipes for artichoke cheese dip they’ll never use.