I am convinced comedians are going to be more and more the voice of reason in our generation. They are philosophers, activists, poets, and what have you, trapped in a body of a jester. But you have to find the rare moments where they expose their true selves and listen closely, otherwise their insights get lost among jokes.
“If patients don’t find the music inherently enjoyable the positive benefits to their recovery may not be nearly as great. Even the famous (or infamous, as the case may be) Mozart effect went away with a group of over eight thousand British ten- and eleven-year-olds in the face of musical competition: instead of performing better after they’d heard Mozart, the children showed improvement after listening to music that they enjoyed more, recordings from the then popular band Blur. The researchers called it the Blur Effect. (On the other hand, grunge has been shown to negatively affect mood even if people say they like it.”—From “How Music Makes Us Feel Better” on The New Yorker
I haven’t been able to find a SoundCloud or YouTube URL of the song “Into Blue” by Frankie Rose off her new album Herein Wild. But rest assured, once I find it, it will be up here. And no, I want the real track — not the video of her playing it on a NYC rooftop while talking about her album. While I appreciated the interview, I need the bass and drums for the song to really shine through.
"Into Blue" is worth a thousand listens. Easily one of my favorite tracks of the year.
A part of me died and wished I was still in NYC while reading this blog post about her recent show in Bowery Ballroom. How I miss that venue.
However, despite the tremendous positive market trends from the last couple of years, the number of households with pico solar powered lighting devices makes up only 4% of total off-grid households in Africa. […]
If we don’t start diagnosing and solving the main challenges in delivering sustainable energy access for all, a huge portion of the world’s population will still be living without electricity by 2030, and concentrated in Africa:
I got fed up by the lack of useful resources on the Internet to find the nearest public tennis courts at any given location in Honolulu. The best tool I found while Googling “honolulu public tennis courts” was scout.me but even then there was still no map where I could simply visually see which courts I was closest to.
I tried to indicate whether the courts have lights, but I don’t think I have that information for all of them. I’ll continue to improve this map with open hours and maybe even information about parking, so any crowdsourcing help would be appreciated to make this map as resourceful as possible. Just contact me if you have any info to add to this map; you can tweet me @cindiot.
Hope this is useful for all you other tennis players. Now go on and hit some balls!
“Being outraged at some nonsense at the VMAs is becoming one of our nation’s more embarrassing traditions. It’s easy to understand why. It’s August, people are bored, and getting all bent out of shape about nothing is a way to pass the time. But it has to stop! If you look back at some previous VMA scandals, you’ll see how dumb they always are in retrospect. We as a nation allowed ourselves to get homophobic about Madonna kissing Britney Spears. We had a coast-to-coast panic because Kanye West said something that everyone secretly had to admit was true. We’ve been sucked into scandals that turned out to have been staged. And what was even remotely upsetting about the inaugural VMA outrage—Madonna rolling around on the floor in a bridal gown singing “Like A Virgin”? Most brides aren’t virgins? My eyes! (Meanwhile, the real scandal—that there are still video music awards on a channel that doesn’t play music videos—is such a given that it goes largely uncommented upon.)”—From Amanda Marcotte on Slate.
“The cool kids, the angry kids, and everyone who feels the need to rage against the machine should simply be aware that all of their rage and anger and anomie is being happily packaged and sold.”—“The Revolution Will Not Be Vice” on Gawker