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Remember when Badu and the Alchemist announced a forthcoming album together, and did a few shows together
and then Badu was like, 'The album is coming next week" (or was it next month?)
and then the internet got real mad bc the visual for the single was AI generated (mostly fair, it was dumb)
and another song was shared via a pretty dope Badu concert aired via Amazon
and then some folks got weird bc "Next to You" was essentially Badu singing over Mobb Deep's "The Realest"
(that response was super weird, imo, I would be happy with a whole album of Badu singing over massaged Alc beats)
and then the album never came out and there have been no further updates???
I remember.
I REMEMBER
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Feeling like wasting some time tonight/tomorrow and I just looked at the Maloja docs -- #Maloja is a self-hosted substitute for #lastFM -- and saw that you can customize pretty much any of the art:
"If you have activated admin mode in your web interface, you can upload custom images for artists or tracks by simply dragging them onto the existing image on the artist or track page. You can also manage custom images directly in the file system - consult images.info in the /var/lib/maloja/images folder."
I have like five or six mini-projects going on, but it looks like I'm adding another one to the list!
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"The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay."
-- #FirstSentences of John Steinbeck, *East of Eden*
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This is my first read of East of Eden.
I am finishing the first Library of America volume of his novels, 1942-1952. Page numbers for these #ReadingNotes will reference that edition.
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"The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay."
-- #FirstSentences of John Steinbeck, *East of Eden*
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This is my first read of East of Eden.
I am finishing the first Library of America volume of his novels, 1942-1952. Page numbers for these #ReadingNotes will reference that edition.
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"The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay."
-- #FirstSentences of John Steinbeck, *East of Eden*
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This is my first read of East of Eden.
I am finishing the first Library of America volume of his novels, 1942-1952. Page numbers for these #ReadingNotes will reference that edition.
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"The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay."
-- #FirstSentences of John Steinbeck, *East of Eden*
---
This is my first read of East of Eden.
I am finishing the first Library of America volume of his novels, 1942-1952. Page numbers for these #ReadingNotes will reference that edition.
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"The Salinas Valley is in Northern California. It is a long narrow swale between two ranges of mountains, and the Salinas River winds and twists up the center until it falls at last into Monterey Bay."
-- #FirstSentences of John Steinbeck, *East of Eden*
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This is my first read of East of Eden.
I am finishing the first Library of America volume of his novels, 1942-1952. Page numbers for these #ReadingNotes will reference that edition.
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Morning reading first took me to James Weldon Johnson's retelling of the Genesis creation narrative, "The Creation," then to Millay.
JWJ's Creation starts as follows:
"And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely—
I'll make me a world."Something about loneliness as a motive for creation is quite lovely, and resonates to me, on another frequency but still sensibly, with Millay's all-consuming hunger for the world.
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Morning reading first took me to James Weldon Johnson's retelling of the Genesis creation narrative, "The Creation," then to Millay.
JWJ's Creation starts as follows:
"And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely—
I'll make me a world."Something about loneliness as a motive for creation is quite lovely, and resonates to me, on another frequency but still sensibly, with Millay's all-consuming hunger for the world.
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Morning reading first took me to James Weldon Johnson's retelling of the Genesis creation narrative, "The Creation," then to Millay.
JWJ's Creation starts as follows:
"And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely—
I'll make me a world."Something about loneliness as a motive for creation is quite lovely, and resonates to me, on another frequency but still sensibly, with Millay's all-consuming hunger for the world.
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Morning reading first took me to James Weldon Johnson's retelling of the Genesis creation narrative, "The Creation," then to Millay.
JWJ's Creation starts as follows:
"And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely—
I'll make me a world."Something about loneliness as a motive for creation is quite lovely, and resonates to me, on another frequency but still sensibly, with Millay's all-consuming hunger for the world.
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Morning reading first took me to James Weldon Johnson's retelling of the Genesis creation narrative, "The Creation," then to Millay.
JWJ's Creation starts as follows:
"And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely—
I'll make me a world."Something about loneliness as a motive for creation is quite lovely, and resonates to me, on another frequency but still sensibly, with Millay's all-consuming hunger for the world.
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"
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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"
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Where my imaginary line
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.
And off this corner in the wild,
Where these are driven in and piled,
One tree, by being deeply wounded,
Has been impressed as Witness Tree
And made commit to memory
My proof of being not unbounded.
Thus truth's established and borne out,
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt --
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.
THE MOODIE FORESTER-- "Beech" by Robert Frost
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I've been reading Robert Frost's *A Witness Tree*, the first full volume I've read of his (although as a volume, it's really quite slim).
Thought I'd share a few reading notes here.
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Where my imaginary line
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.
And off this corner in the wild,
Where these are driven in and piled,
One tree, by being deeply wounded,
Has been impressed as Witness Tree
And made commit to memory
My proof of being not unbounded.
Thus truth's established and borne out,
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt --
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.
THE MOODIE FORESTER-- "Beech" by Robert Frost
----
I've been reading Robert Frost's *A Witness Tree*, the first full volume I've read of his (although as a volume, it's really quite slim).
Thought I'd share a few reading notes here.
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Where my imaginary line
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.
And off this corner in the wild,
Where these are driven in and piled,
One tree, by being deeply wounded,
Has been impressed as Witness Tree
And made commit to memory
My proof of being not unbounded.
Thus truth's established and borne out,
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt --
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.
THE MOODIE FORESTER-- "Beech" by Robert Frost
----
I've been reading Robert Frost's *A Witness Tree*, the first full volume I've read of his (although as a volume, it's really quite slim).
Thought I'd share a few reading notes here.
-
Where my imaginary line
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.
And off this corner in the wild,
Where these are driven in and piled,
One tree, by being deeply wounded,
Has been impressed as Witness Tree
And made commit to memory
My proof of being not unbounded.
Thus truth's established and borne out,
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt --
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.
THE MOODIE FORESTER-- "Beech" by Robert Frost
----
I've been reading Robert Frost's *A Witness Tree*, the first full volume I've read of his (although as a volume, it's really quite slim).
Thought I'd share a few reading notes here.
-
Where my imaginary line
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.
And off this corner in the wild,
Where these are driven in and piled,
One tree, by being deeply wounded,
Has been impressed as Witness Tree
And made commit to memory
My proof of being not unbounded.
Thus truth's established and borne out,
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt --
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.
THE MOODIE FORESTER-- "Beech" by Robert Frost
----
I've been reading Robert Frost's *A Witness Tree*, the first full volume I've read of his (although as a volume, it's really quite slim).
Thought I'd share a few reading notes here.
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"Two or three hours every few nights were hardly enough. I began finding ways to outwit the system during my day job. Books were too conspicuous, so I printed out magazine articles, essays, and book chapters in what was surely unauthorized use of military computers. I shuffled these printouts in with my translation tasks, all practicing, in Gulag slang, tufta — "the art of pretending to work." As long as the papers were in English, the officers didn't notice. Once I'd finished, off to the shredder they went."
Really enjoyed this essay from Sheon Han, "Reading Lolita in the Barracks," about his attempt to turn his mandatory military service into a reading retreat.
https://asteriskmag.com/issues/12-books/reading-lolita-in-the-barracks
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"Two or three hours every few nights were hardly enough. I began finding ways to outwit the system during my day job. Books were too conspicuous, so I printed out magazine articles, essays, and book chapters in what was surely unauthorized use of military computers. I shuffled these printouts in with my translation tasks, all practicing, in Gulag slang, tufta — "the art of pretending to work." As long as the papers were in English, the officers didn't notice. Once I'd finished, off to the shredder they went."
Really enjoyed this essay from Sheon Han, "Reading Lolita in the Barracks," about his attempt to turn his mandatory military service into a reading retreat.
https://asteriskmag.com/issues/12-books/reading-lolita-in-the-barracks
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"Two or three hours every few nights were hardly enough. I began finding ways to outwit the system during my day job. Books were too conspicuous, so I printed out magazine articles, essays, and book chapters in what was surely unauthorized use of military computers. I shuffled these printouts in with my translation tasks, all practicing, in Gulag slang, tufta — "the art of pretending to work." As long as the papers were in English, the officers didn't notice. Once I'd finished, off to the shredder they went."
Really enjoyed this essay from Sheon Han, "Reading Lolita in the Barracks," about his attempt to turn his mandatory military service into a reading retreat.
https://asteriskmag.com/issues/12-books/reading-lolita-in-the-barracks
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"Two or three hours every few nights were hardly enough. I began finding ways to outwit the system during my day job. Books were too conspicuous, so I printed out magazine articles, essays, and book chapters in what was surely unauthorized use of military computers. I shuffled these printouts in with my translation tasks, all practicing, in Gulag slang, tufta — "the art of pretending to work." As long as the papers were in English, the officers didn't notice. Once I'd finished, off to the shredder they went."
Really enjoyed this essay from Sheon Han, "Reading Lolita in the Barracks," about his attempt to turn his mandatory military service into a reading retreat.
https://asteriskmag.com/issues/12-books/reading-lolita-in-the-barracks
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"Two or three hours every few nights were hardly enough. I began finding ways to outwit the system during my day job. Books were too conspicuous, so I printed out magazine articles, essays, and book chapters in what was surely unauthorized use of military computers. I shuffled these printouts in with my translation tasks, all practicing, in Gulag slang, tufta — "the art of pretending to work." As long as the papers were in English, the officers didn't notice. Once I'd finished, off to the shredder they went."
Really enjoyed this essay from Sheon Han, "Reading Lolita in the Barracks," about his attempt to turn his mandatory military service into a reading retreat.
https://asteriskmag.com/issues/12-books/reading-lolita-in-the-barracks
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Thinking about acts from the 90s/00s in R&B/soul/hip hop that should have had a live album, but didn't.
Near the top might be #Jodeci --- their Apollo special was LEGIT:
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Erika de Casier - Lifetime
One of my favorite R&B releases of the year, easily, and probably my favorite de Casier so far. She leans into a late 90s/early 00s alt-R&B sound so well here: mellow drum loops, hushed vocals, some cool unexpected production moments -- hard to go wrong.
(Wait, does the 90s-ish feel of this make this record the more subdued counterpart of FKA Twigs "Eusexua"?)
The twists and turns of "Two Thieves" make it a favorite.
This was released on the same day as Kali Uchis, "Sincerely," -- which might make this the best R&B day of the year.