Retrovirus Lab: 2012

Sunday, December 9, 2012

One Day On Earth: 12.12.12… So it begins

Pretty much the same post I threw up in late October about NaNoWriMo 2012.

Between working on this project and finishing the NaNoWriMo novel (I did get over 50,000 words in during November to “win” the event), I won’t be posting much on the blogs until 2013.

I wanted to do something quick and easy for One Day since the more complex idea a friend and I had will be impossible, since I am in Sacramento and not Portland, but things happen and after doing some planning and discovering that there is a theme for this years event, my idea for this year will be pretty complicated to edit.

Of course, I won’t be filming until Wednesday 12.12.12, but before then there is some prep work, and after there is going to be a whole bunch of editing. And a whole bunch of writing on the novel. And a whole bunch of major life stuff.

So the blogs will remain on hold for the time being.

Yes, this is being reposted everywhere…

One Day on Earth - Film on 12.12.12 from One Day on Earth on Vimeo.

One Day On Earth - 11-11-11 - Gresham and Portland, Oregon (720p) from A. F. Litt on Vimeo.

http://www.onedayonearth.org

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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

NaNoWriMo…. So it begins

Decided to throw this up everywhere tonight….

Pretty much starting in on NaNoWriMo this week. Not with the actual writing, but with character outlines, plot development, outlining, and a smidgen of research. More than anything, preseason training for writing a novel in one month.

Won't be around here much until December (except for when my laptop seizes up and I am spending time on the desktop waiting for spinning circles and endless hourglasses to work themselves out).

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Sunday, October 21, 2012

Abash’t & Disenchanter: October 19, 2012

Fun show. I was able to take the boys with me, the big one’s second show ever, the little one’s first, and they both had a great time. I don’t get to do that very often, so it was a very special night for me.

I enjoyed the bands, of course. They are friends of mine, so I am a bit biased, but I do really like them, so that makes it much easier. I hate being in the situation where I do not like the bands my friends are in, and thankfully that is not the case with these two.

Of course, considering that both bands share the same rhythm section, it would be surprising if I didn’t like both of them.

I am not going to waste a lot of words here. Just some music and some pictures.

Both these groups are pretty new, so they don’t have a lot of music available on line yet. I know Abash’t is less than a year old, and I am not sure how long Disenchanter has been around, but about the same, I think.

Anyway, I am sure that both bands have some better quality demo material in the works, below I’ve posted what I was currently able to find on-line.

Abash’t

https://www.facebook.com/abashtband

A video from their first show…

Disenchanter

https://www.facebook.com/DisenchanterPDX

https://www.reverbnation.com/disenchanter

Just some living room tracks and video. Audio isn’t the greatest, but they sound good.

Upcoming Shows

Abash't at Ash St. Saloon

Thursday, October 25 at 9:00pm at Ash Street Saloon, Portland

Disenchanter @ Hard Candy

Sunday, October 28, 2012 at 9:00pm at Hard Candy, Salem

Disenchanter @ Red Room

Wednesday, October 31, 2012 at 8:00pm at Red Room, Portland

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Thursday, September 20, 2012

What I Am Listening To Now: Denim Wedding

Looking at my post dates… Well, back from summer vacation, it appears! I was posting a lot on the YouTube playlists and on the Facebook page, but not here…

Anyway, these guys inspired me to post again after they popped up on my shuffle play a little bit ago. I found them last winter and then kind of forgot about them. This summer, they played a show or two around town, and I remembered the name and that I liked them, but I didn’t remember them well enough to get off my ass and to one of their shows. Kicking myself now…

This is the song that got me all fired up today, “The Buoyancy Test”. Yeah, it’s a lot Neil Young-ish (through the Swans, maybe?), but that is okay. There is room for more of this!

The rest of their songs from ReverbNation…

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Denim-Wedding/136817396367841

https://www.reverbnation.com/denimwedding

http://www.myspace.com/denimwedding

http://denimwedding.com/

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Sunday, July 15, 2012

Kelly Hogan on Sound Opinions

Kelly Hogan performs 'I Like to Keep Myself in Pain' on Sound Opinions from WBEZ on Vimeo.

She performs more songs on the audio versions…

http://www.soundopinions.org/archive/2012/july.html#guestkellyhogan

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Happy World Goth Day (Yes, I went there…)

How batcave! Peter is upside down!

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Saturday, May 19, 2012

Songs of the Long Walk… “Frank’s Wild Years” by Tom Waits

Live on Letterman...

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

Frank settled down in the Valley,
and he hung his wild years on a
nail that he drove through his
wife's forehead.

He sold used office furniture out
there on San Fernando Road and
assumed a $30,000 loan at
15 1/4 % and put a down payment
on a little two bedroom place.

His wife was a spent piece of used jet trash
Made good bloody-marys, kept her mouth
shut most of the time, had a little Chihuahua
named Carlos that had some kind of skin
disease and was totally blind.

They had a thoroughly modern kitchen;
self-cleaning oven (the whole bit)
Frank drove a little sedan.
They were so happy.

One night Frank was on his way home
from work, stopped at the liquor store,
picked up a couple of Mickey's Big Mouth’s.
Drank 'em in the car on his way to the
Shell station; he got a gallon of gas in a can.

Drove home, doused everything in
the house, torched it.
Parked across the street laughing,
watching it burn, all Halloween
orange and chimney red.

Frank put on a top forty station,
got on the Hollywood Freeway
headed North.

Never could stand that dog.

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Saturday, May 12, 2012

Songs of the long walk… “Blue” by A Perfect Circle

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

A little sunnier this week, but many, many, too many miles.

I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
Best to keep things in the shallow end
Cause I never quite learned how to swim

I just didn't want to know
Didn't want
Didn't want
Didn't want
Didn't want

Close my eyes just to look at you
Taken by the seamless vision

I close my eyes
Ignore the smoke
Ignore the smoke
Ignore the smoke

Call an optimist, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call it aftermath, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you

Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to know
I just didn't want to know
I just didn't want

Mistook their nods for an approval
Just ignore the smoke and smile

Call an optimist, she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, she's turning blue
Such a perfect color for your eyes
Call an optimist , she's turning blue
Such a lovely color for you
Call an optimist, she's turning blue
While I just sit and stare at you

I don't want to know

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Friday, May 4, 2012

How to goth dance

Very funny. Much laughter, many flashbacks... Damn bats!

Couples well with this…

Goth for life | Music | The Guardian:

…the world of the middle-aged goth is a fascinating alternative universe, big enough to support a plethora of events and festivals, including the bi-annual Whitby Goth Weekend, which this weekend offers not just Gene Loves Jezebel and In The Nursery but a goth pool competition, a goth dog walk and the amazing-sounding Real Gothic Ladies FC vs Whitby Gazette Girls penalty shootout. You can peer into it by visiting gothic-family.net, a German website that organises creches at goth events, does a brisk trade in toddler clothes bearing the legend I'M A LITTLE DARKLING – or, for fathers, T-shirts with the words I'M DEAD in gothic script with the letter E crossed out – and encourages goth parents to send in snaps of themselves with their offspring for their Goth Family of the Month page. If it occasionally sounds faintly tragic – it's a hard heart that doesn't break a little at Hodkinson's stories of goths adapting their appearances to symptoms of ageing such as balding or becoming larger – it is more often a heartwarming tale of strong bonds and lasting companionship. "People have long-term friendships as part of the subculture and their patterns of behaviour were dominated by the subculture," says Hodkinson. "Some people would say to me, you're asking why I stay involved, but really it would be odd not to be involved. If you're so attached to the music and style and it's something that has got you a good sense of belonging and community and practical friendships, why would you break off with that?"

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Friday, April 27, 2012

Songs of the Long Walk… “Waiting for the Miracle” by Leonard Cohen

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.
I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.
Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb

Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

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Google Translate Trick

Posted by 30 Dirty Thoughts on Facebook:

Stupid but funny. Paste the following into Google Translate (http://translate.google.com/), choose "GERMAN" as the source language, and click the "LISTEN" button on the bottom right:

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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Songs of the Long Walk… “Piece by Piece” by Murder By Death

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

I think the season of the long walk is over. Arranging life in such a way was tolerable for a while, but heading into the spring and the final couple months of the boys’ school, I just do not have the time or energy. Still have a few songs left from those walks though.

This is one of them. Hell, I think this is my theme song for life these days.

Songwriters: Matt Armstrong, Sarah Balliet, Dagan Thogerson, Adam Turla

You wouldn't believe all the things that I've done
You just can't see 'cause you're young
I've paid my dues and I had my fun
You'll have yours too, son
You'll have yours too, son

You wouldn't believe how fast they can take it away
You're walking 'round free and in chains the next day
Time has a way of breaking you down
Piece by piece from your tooth to your claw

Oh, trust me my son
'Cause you're still young

You wouldn't believe all the things that I've seen
The girls I have known and places I've been
But you don't see shit when you look at me

I don't look much different from a vagabond
I know you don't think much of me
But in time, you'll see
In time, my son 'cause you're still young

Don't do what I've done
When I was young

I've got some wisdom
From the time that I've done
But you're still young

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Sunday, April 8, 2012

Songs of the long walk… “Jesus of the Moon” by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve had to take one of these walks, but this track has been a recurring theme over the winter.

I stepped out of the St. James hotel
And I left you behind curled up like a child
A change is gonna come
And as the door whispered shut
I walked on down the high-windowed hall

You lay sleeping on the unmade bed
The weatherman on the television in the St. James hotel said
That the rains are gonna come
And I stepped out on the streets
All sparkling clean with the early morning dew

Maybe it was you or maybe it was me?
You came on like a punch in the heart
Lying there with the light on your hair
Like a Jesus of the moon
A Jesus of the planets and the stars

Well, I kept thinking about what the weatherman said
And if the voices of the living can be heard by the dead
Well, the day is gonna come when we find out
And in some kind of way I take a little comfort from that
Now and then

'Cause people often talk about being scared of change
But for me I'm more afraid of things staying the same
'Cause the game is never won
By standing in any one place
For too long

Maybe it was you or maybe it was me?
But there was a chord in you that I could not find to strike
You lying there with all the light in your hair
Like a Jesus of the moon
A Jesus of the planets and the stars

I see the many girls walking down the empty streets
Maybe once or twice one of them smiles at me
You can't blame anyone for saying hello
I say hey
I say hello… I say hello…

Will it be me or will it be you?
One must stay and one must depart
You lying there in the St. James hotel bed
Like a Jesus of the moon
A Jesus of the planets and the stars

I say hello... hello... hello...

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Thursday, April 5, 2012

“Everybody Knows” performed by Concrete Blonde

This version of this song has been stuck in my head this afternoon. Thought I would share.

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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Songs of the long walk… “Together” by The Raconteurs

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

The volume on this video is a little quiet, but it was the clip I liked the best out of the ones available for this song on YouTube.

You and me forever
We belong together
And we'll always endeavor
Throughout any type of weather

You want everything to be just like
The stories that you read but never write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
Or you'll get burned

You wrote our names down on the sidewalk
The rain came and washed 'em off
So we should write 'em again on wet cement
So maybe people a long time from now will know what we meant

You want every morning to be just like
The stories that you read but never write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
My only concern

I'm adding something new to the mixture
So there's a different hue to your picture
A different ending to this fairytale
When the sunset into which we sail

You want everything to be just like
The stories that you read but you can't write
You gotta learn to live and live and learn
You gotta learn to give and wait your turn
Or you'll get burned

“We Can’t Have Nice Things” by Kelly Hogan

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Saturday, March 10, 2012

“Love Interruption” by Jack White

Comment on YouTube for this video… “The only problem with this song is that it's too short.”

Yep.

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Thursday, March 8, 2012

'When My Baby Comes' (SixToes Remix) by Grinderman

Video: 'When My Baby Comes' SixToes Remix | Rolling Stone:

Nick Cave declared that his Grinderman project with Warren Ellis, Martyn Casey and Jim Sclavunos was over last year, but the band's music lives on in the form of remixes on Grinderman 2 RMX, a set featuring new versions of their songs by UNKLE, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs' Nick Zinner and Queens of the Stone Age frontman Joshua Homme. This video for SixToes' remix of "When My Baby Comes" sets the creepy, creaky tune to stunningly grotesque stop-motion animation footage.

Reminds me of this O’Death Video: http://retroviruslab.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-saw-that-these-guys-are-playing.html

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Songs of the long walk… “3rd Planet” by Modest Mouse

At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.

This was one such song. I have no idea what it was about this song that spoke to me that day, something in the way the words and music intersected with the weather and mood. There was no single line in the song that stood out, but looking at the lyrics below, I can see many that would have fit the mood on these long walks.

I’ve been meaning to post these songs for a while but life has been interfering, as usual.

Everything that keeps me together is falling apart/i've got
This thing that I consider my only art of fucking people over.
My boss just quit the job says he's goin out to find blind
Spots and he'll do it.
The 3rd planet is sure that they're being watched by an
Eye in the sky that can't be stopped.
When you get to the promise land your gonna shake that
Eyes hand.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.
A 3rd had just been made and we were swimming in the
Water, didn't know then was it a son was it a daughter.
When it occurred to me that the animals are swimming
Around in the water in the oceans in our bodies and
Another had been found another ocean on the planet
Given that our blood is just like the atlantic.
And how.
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go
Straight long enough you'll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold
Sunlight that's reflected off the moon.
Baby cum angels fly around you reminding you we used
To be three and not just two.
And that's how the world began.
And that's how the world will end.

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Monday, March 5, 2012

Kelly Hogan 'I Like To Keep Myself In Pain' Mini-Documentary from Anti

Haven’t been posting much here for awhile, so I’ve got a bit of a log jam built up. Probably be throwing quite a few videos up over the next couple days.

I already posted this just about everywhere, but I don’t want to lose track of this so I am posting it here too.

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“The Well” by Charlie Musselwhite; Cyndi Lauper & Mohammed Alidu & The Bizung Family on eTown

Heard this story and song on eTown this weekend.

Cyndi Lauper / Charlie Musselwhite / Mohammed Alidu | etown:

eTown brings back an eclectic show for your listening pleasure. Joining hosts Nick & Helen Forster in eTown is Grammy winning, pop music icon Cyndi Lauper. Cyndi continues to mix things up as she’s always done in her career; most recently she’s been reinventing herself as a blues singer, and she comes with songs from her CD project, Memphis Blues. Also taking the stage, (both with Cyndi as a member of her blues band and in his own separate segment) is eTown favorite and iconic bluesman Charlie Musselwhite. Charlie shares his world-class harmonica skills and great vocals in original songs (off his CD called The Well), layered in deep-country blues. Nick and Helen and the eTones provide great back up support for him too. The show is rounded out with a brief visit by world music beat masters Mohammed Alidu & The Bizung Family and an inspiring E-Chievement Award interview. It’s another memorable week, right here in eTown.

eTown webisode 39 - Cyndi Lauper, Charlie Musselwhite and Mohammed Alidu show finale from eTown on Vimeo.

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