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"Adam? …is there a reason your laptop is in the fridge?"

     I’d read a few times that bringing the temperature of a failing drive down will increase its reliability long enough to salvage important files. When the drive in my trusty Powerbook decided one day last week to stop booting and make horrible clicking sounds, I decided to test the theory.

     Not feeling particularly motivated to dissect the powerbook, since that would void the warranty I planned to invoke to get the drive replaced, I set it on a relatively uncluttered shelf of the fridge when I got home from work. Ten minutes later, I took it out, and the drive booted like new. I copied my iphoto libraries to an external drive and once that was successful, begun the copying of the only other important file on the drive: a giant iMovie project (~ 30 GB). About halfway through, the drive had warmed up, the copy progress bar had stalled and the clicking was back.

     Fair enough. Back in the fridge, for 20 minutes this time. I took it out, booted up (painlessly), hooked it up to the external drive and started the copy again. This time it made it to 75% before the clicking took hold. At this point I considered going after the video clips that made up the iMovie project in small batches, but decided I didn’t feel like doing that if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. I also didn’t want to play guess and check to discover the ideal length of time to chill a powerbook, so I devised a devious plot.

     This plot consisted of cooling the powerbook down again, carting my external drive to the kitchen, booting the laptop in the fridge, beginning the copy, and closing the door. Success! I share this experience with you, the internet, in the hopes that it is useful.

Devious plot.  Will it work?
Yes.  It will work.

It's 2006, and I'm still posting IM conversations on websites

Z: i just scoffed about a band being called CSS yesterday

A: yep

A: same band

Z: but not a design reference

A: you’d think they were portland webdesigners commenting on
how the structure of indie rock is the same and is only shaped by
applying style attributes.

A: But no

Z: hahaha

A: the cascading style sheets

A: would be a good band name though

Z: that would be amazing

Z: agreed

A: dude

A: concept alert!

Z: hahaha ok

A: start a band

A: called the cascading style sheets.

A: write and arrange verse chorus bridge etc

A: and do the same song in like ten different styles

A: Literal!

Z: hahaha

Z: normal people would just think they were remixes

A: ah true

Z: and would not understand its nerdy gravitas

Mosaic Gallery

     About a year ago, I built a small portfolio site for the three large-scale mosaics I’ve made (Legos, Bottle Caps, and Thumbtacks). I then promptly forgot to link to it.

Mosaics by Adam Kempa

Instant Albums

     Yet another website for a nerdy musical project I was involved in: instantalbum.org. The gist was to throw a party where random ‘bands’ would be drawn from a hat and tasked with writing and recording a song in an hour. Below is the latest version of the ‘rules:’

  • Invite a bunch of ‘music people.’
  • Write names of all participants on slips of paper, which are then folded and placed in a bowl.
  • Draw ‘Bands’ of a predetermined number from the bowl
  • No more than 2 bandmates on any team, only 1 if they’re regularly a trio.
  • Once the first band is drawn, they will descend into the basement, where they will have exactly one hour to write and record basic tracks.
  • No further names will be drawn until their hour ends, so no one gets a head start.
  • Each band will be granted an additional half-hour for vocals following the subsequent band’s initial hour.
  • Strict clock enforcement!

     We did this on three seperate occaisions. Our findings are available on the website, which exists in order to encourage others to duplicate the experiment / event.

     I meant to link to this awhile ago, but I somehow managed to completely forget about it. Only upon seeing this Pitchfork news story, detailing a forthcoming live composition gameshow pitting members of the Shins against SNL’s Fred Armisen was I reminded that it existed. Now seems like a good enough time to link to it. The article mentions that this event may eventually be developed into a TV show, which would be very, very great.

Animated Sand Mandalas

     I saw a link to this series of photographs, depicting a group of monks working on a sand mandala, on the Kircher Society blog last week. While I’m not a huge fan of monks or sand-painting, I am a fan of large-scale, glacially-paced art projects and behind-the-scenes documentation. Clearly, the fusion of the two via stop-motion animation is among my favorite things ever (see here).

     These photographs were practically SCREAMING to be turned into an animation of some sort, so I felt it was my duty to download them and whip up a stop-motion animated gif.

     Here it is (2.8 Megs, takes a while to load).

Monks are crazy.

     Shortly after doing this, I found that the creation of a strikingly similar Mandala had been animated here. This one is available as a quicktime movie, and features significantly more frames, at a significantly lower resolution. Compromises!

     Shortly after finding that video, I found another one, from Rutgers University. This one is the best of the bunch – lots of frames AND lots of resolution (wmv here). Skip about ten minutes in to get to the construction.

     If you just CAN’T get enough Monk-made-mandala action, here are some nice detail photos of yet another mandala-in-progress.


DETAIL!

     If you’ve watched any of these through to the end, you:ll have noticed that after finishing, the monks waste no time in wiping away their work. What’s the point? I wondered too, so I consulted the wikipedia entry on Mandalas, which offers the following:

“To symbolize impermanence (a central teaching of Buddhism), after days or weeks of creating the intricate pattern, the sand is brushed together and is usually placed in a body of running water to spread the blessings of the Mandala.”

Awesome.

     Those thirsting for even more detail on the process of sand-mandala construction can consult this site, which is teeming with procedural detail. On the construction:

     “Before a monk is permitted to work on constructing a mandala he must undergo a long period of technical artistic training and memorization, learning how to draw all the various symbols and studying related philosophical concepts. At the Namgyal monastery (the personal monastery of the Dalai lama), for example, this period is three years.”

     “In the early stages of painting, the monks sit on the outer part of the unpainted mandala base, always facing the center. For larger sized Mandalas, when the mandala is about halfway completed, the monks then stand on the floor, bending forward to apply the colors.”

     “Traditionally, the mandala is divided into four quadrants and one monk is assigned to each. At the point where the monks stand to apply the colors, an assistant joins each of the four. Working co- operatively, the assistants help by filling in areas of color while the primary four monks outline the other details.”

     “The monks memorize each detail of the mandala as part of their monastery’s training program. It is important to note that the mandala is explicitly based on the Scriptural texts. At the end of each work session, the monks dedicate any artistic or spiritual merit accumulated from this activity to the benefit of others. This practice prevails in the execution of all ritual arts.”

     “There is good reason for the extreme degree of care and attention that the monks put into their work: they are actually imparting the Buddha’s teachings. Since the mandala contains instructions by the Buddha for attaining enlightenment, the purity of their motivation and the perfection of their work allows viewers the maximum benefit.”

     “Generally, each monk keeps to his quadrant while painting the square palace. When they are painting the concentric circles, they work in tandem, moving all around the mandala. They wait until an entire cyclic phase or layer is completed before moving outward together. This ensures that balance is maintained, and that no quadrant of the mandala grows faster than another.”

     “The preparation of a mandala is an artistic endeavor, but at the same time it is an act of worship. In this form of worship concepts and form are created in which the deepest intuitions are crystallized and expressed as spiritual art. The design, which is usually meditated upon, is a continuum of spatial experiences, the essence of which precedes its existence, which means that the concept precedes the form.”

Digital Funnies

     Another project I’ve been working on in my free time is ‘live’ for all intents and purposes. Awhile back, I linked to a posting on The Comics Journal Message Board by a guy named Jonathan Barli, in which he described his endeavor to digitize as many surviving turn-of-the-century newspaper comic strips as possible. This is necessary because many (bordering on most) libraries have sold or destroyed their original newspaper collections, effectively eliminating the most visible primary sources of comics history. See Nicholson Baker’s Double Fold and The World on Sunday for more thorough discussions of this.

     Shortly thereafter, Mr. Barli sent me an email thanking me for the link. Since I think he’s doing something important, and I was working on a similar bit of coding for another project, I offered to throw together and host a quick, three template, database-driven site so he could showcase the results of his work, spread the word, and raise money to continue. Here ’tis: Digitalfunnies.com.

Weird MST3K / South Park Convergence

     I posted this clip to my youtube account a few weeks ago and subsequently forgot to post it here. Here’s the description I wrote for it:

     “I noticed this weirdly predictive MST3K quip the other day. It comes from a 1991 episode – “Fugitive Alien,” and consists of a now familiar death / kenny / those bastards sequence. Struck me as weird since South Park premiered in 1997. No idea if Trey Parker & Matt stone have ever discussed the source of the recurring catchphrase — and this probably isn’t it — but it seemed oddly coincidental.”

     Someone in the comments has already accused me of dubbing in the ‘bastards’ bit myself, but I assure you it’s unaltered.

MP3: Kevin Gilbert's 'Suit Fugue'

     I first heard Kevin Gilbert’s name in a random digression on a music-related mailing list. Here’s the quote that piqued my interest:

     “I’m no expert on Kevin Gilbert, or Sheryl Crow, but do know some things… KG pretty much made her. She played keys for him on part of the Toy Matinee gigs I think. KG and some other LA guys had a lil project where they’d all get together on Tues nights (hence Sheryl’s debut albums title) and jam/write songs. They had enough material for an entire album, and Sheryl had been around some of the tues nights (was KG’s girlfriend) so she sang the demo. It made the rounds, someone decided to pick her and the album up and it was produced out and released. When it blew up and she was famous overnight, she talked and acted like it was her baby and she was responsible for the whole thing. So she dumped Kev and started her career. In my opinion it really sucks to claim material that isn’t yours, and then turn your back on the person that wrote most of the stuff and got you your big break. Kev was pretty bitter about this… And yes Kevin died whilst wacking off. Doesn’t mean he wasn’t a brilliant musician/writer.”

     Intrigued, I pulled the quote and pasted it into my ever-growing list of nerdy things to investigate, and forgot about it for a year or so. A few months ago I vaguely remembered this story, so I did some googling and found what appears to be the most thorough investigation of the scandal and Mr. Gilbert’s subsequent death: “More Than ‘The Piano Player'” by Joel Selvin, which you can read online here. The article brings the specifics of Mr. Gilbert’s complaints with Ms. Crow into focus:

     In August 1992, (Bill) Bottrell convened Gilbert and other musicians at Toad Hall with the simple agenda of collaborating for the fun of it every Tuesday night. “We were all good, not to be immodest,” Baerwald said. “We were also all cynical, embittered by the process of pop music. We were trying to find some joy in music again.”

     A party atmosphere predominated — “Bill would sift through (the music) the next morning while we were all nursing hangovers,” drummer Brian MacLeod recalled. Then Bottrell introduced a project he thought might force a little focus onto the freewheeling, chaotic sessions. Crow had finished an album for A&M Records, but despite the $500,000 spent on it, nobody at the label was thrilled with the results. Hoping for a quick fix, A&M hired Gilbert to remix the album, which was, in the immutable illogic of the record industry, already scheduled for release. Crow’s manager asked Bottrell to step in as well.

     On Crow’s first Tuesday night with the club, Baerwald showed up with musical sidekick David Ricketts (from the 1986 David and David album), both of them high on LSD, with the first verse already written to a song, “Leaving Las Vegas.” Baerwald picked up a guitar, Ricketts the bass, and the band fell together to pick up where it had left off.

     For most of that year, Bottrell and his Tuesday crew — now working all week long — scrupulously fashioned and reshaped Crow’s album. Because everything was a collaboration, songwriting credits were equally shared. “Everybody was equal,” said Baerwald, “except Sheryl. She wasn’t one of us. We helped her make a record.”

     Gilbert’s name wound up on seven of the 11 songs; he sang and played keyboards, guitar, bass and drums. His relationship with Crow was kept separate and even a secret from the group. “I’d see long conversations in the parking lot,” Baerwald said.

     After nearly a year of working together, all for one and one for all, the Tuesday Night musicians were shocked to learn they didn’t figure into any more of Crow’s plans. Bottrell got the news when he met her to hand over the finished master in a Sunset Strip coffee shop. Although there had been much talk of hitting the road together to promote the record — bassist Dan Schwartz even bought a new bass for the tour — “she essentially told me to get lost,” Bottrell said.

     From there, the article goes on to detail some of the particular grudges held towards Ms. Crow:

     “I add Sheryl Crow to a long list of people in Hollywood who told me they were my friend until they got what they wanted from me,” Schwartz said.

     “I think I’m a tinge jealous over her upcoming release [1996’s ‘Sheryl Crow’],” [Gilbert] wrote in his journal. “It’s probably going to be huge so I have to prepare myself mentally for that. If she gets what she wants after behaving this way, she’ll be absolutely intolerable.”

     For Gilbert, the final straw came when Crow sang “Leaving Las Vegas” [From 1993’s ‘Tuesday Night Music Club’] on the David Letterman show. Afterward, when Letterman asked her if the song was autobiographical, a flustered Crow blurted out, “Yes.”

     “I’ve never been to Las Vegas,” continued Crow, who nobody remembers having contributed greatly to the writing of the song. “I wrote it about Los Angeles. It’s really metaphorical.”

     The next day, she and Gilbert exchanged angry words over the phone. He wasn’t the only one furious. Author John O’Brien — who wrote the novel that inspired both Baerwald’s early song lyrics and the movie starring Nicolas Cage — was still grumbling about Crow’s gaffe to his literary agent on the day he blew his brains out, a scant few weeks before the movie deal was complete [The film was released in late 1995].

     Despite the tension with Crow, most of the Tuesday Night Music Club attended the Grammy Awards in March 1995… Crow sat in the row in front of them. Crow picked up three awards, including Record of the Year for “All I Wanna Do,” a Tuesday Night instrumental with lyrics borrowed from verses in a little-known volume by a poet in Vermont. A week later, Gilbert was still wearing his Grammy medallion around his neck like a badge of valor.

     So yes, all this scandal, followed by death by autoerotic asphyxiation (See the article) — an insane story in and of itself. Then I find out that his friends have posthumously released a concept album he had been working on — a song cycle about the music industry called “The Shaming of the True.” Naturally, I had to hear this. If you feel the same way, you can listen to clips of each song here, or buy the whole album here. The production on most songs isn’t my cup of tea, so I don’t necessarily recommend the album as a whole, but the narrative thrust is every bit as hostile towards the music industry as you might imagine. The track below is a perfect illustration, and the arrangement is hard to beat.

Kevin Gilbert – Suit Fugue (Dance of the A&R Men) (Download)
From: “The Shaming of the True

[audio:Kevin Gilbert – The Shaming of the True – Suit Fugue.mp3]

     ‘Suit Fugue (Dance of the A&R Men)’ is an actual acapella fugue, sung from the points of view of several A&R men, to a new prospect (‘Johnny Virgil’). The lyrics are available here (excerpted below).

Hi, John, it’s Mel from Megalophone
I’ve been listening to your tape for the 19th time
Oh that’s another call – can I call you

Back when I was in a band we used to sound like this
And I loved your songs, they reminded me of myself

You sound like Air Supply meets Gwar
In a good way; Here’s my other number

Can you wait for just a sec –
That’s another call coming in
I’ll get back to you –
Have my girl take your information

Hi, John, it’s Guy from Groanophone
Heard some talk about the band and the way you sing
I really think it’s great – Can we make a

Deal with me, call me a friend, we’ll be a family
You’re a talented individual

If you sign here on the dotted line … that’s good
And my nephew will be your producer

     …and that just leaves one other loose end. The mysterious, unreleased first sheryl crow album – the debut that ‘Tuesday Night Music Club’ replaced. The album is pretty easily found on file-sharing networks – I’ve posted one song below so you can asses for yourself the trajectory her career may have taken had she not met Mr. Gilbert. It’s not nearly as immediately dismissable as I’d hoped it would be, but it’s still a far cry from the ‘organic’ production found on ‘Tuesday Night Music Club.’

Sheryl Crow – The Last Time (Download)
From: Unreleased 1992 Debut

[audio:Sheryl Crow – Unreleased Album – The Last Time.mp3]

Destroying History.

     This headline makes me FURIOUS:

Motown Building Razed for Super Bowl Parking

     It’s attached to this NPR piece, featuring a brief realaudio file, which I’ve made available as an MP3 below for people who hate realplayer. True, this is not the studio, or even the ‘first’ Motown building in Detroit (That’s here). BUT it is the building that was still housing Motown’s archives. Before demolishing the building, the city couldn’t be bothered to remove these artifacts. All sorts of historically important ephemera, knowingly demolished. Listening to the audio makes me even more angry. Randy Wilcox, of detroitfunk.com shares:

     “I was lucky enough to save a couple of months worth of hand-written documents by the producers recording each session — who they were recording, the musicians, what they did that day, what songs they were working on…”

     Included in this sheaf are the handwritten production notes for Marvin Gaye’s ‘What’s Going On’ Album, bearing working titles, session dates, musician credits, and other significant details. For people like me who obsess about behind-the-scenes minutuae, this is literally heartbreaking. Multiple books have been written around similar documentation of Elvis / Beatles / Who / Rolling Stones sessions. Superbowl parking has eliminated the possibility for such a Motown book.

     Not surprisingly, the NPR piece stirred up some intense archivist controversy (Scroll down to #43 — Also: note the title of an archivist listserv’s archive page: ‘Archives Archives’. Pleasantly redundant!). The highlights, in fluid, readable form:

     Tanya Elder says:

     I grew up in Detroit. I visit regularly. My parents still live there. I
had not idea that there were documents still in that building. I just
called the Mayor’s office and was told that I should call Motown to
complain and not the City of Detroit, who ‘once again is getting blamed’
for something going ‘wrong’ in the city.

     I was also told that scholarly or neighborhood groups should have gone
through the building to search for historic materials. I don’t know if
anyone knew that items were still left in the building.

It’s all so incredibly tragic.

     Alison Stankrauff, Archivist and Assistant Librarian at Indiana University South Bend says:

     I’m a transplanted Detroiter – I went to Wayne State University, and
worked at the labor archives there… While I was a student, and was
thinking of jobs, I got to talk with Berry Gordy’s sister, Esther Gordy,
who runs the Motown Historical Museum when I was going through the
museum… She told me at that time that there were lots of documents
down at the building on Woodward that needed going through, and that
they didn’t have anyone to do it – and if their budget allowed, etc.,
they’d be hiring, etc. This was probably 2001…

Obviously it never got done, and yet more vital Detroit history is lost.
So sad!!

     Jim A. Beardsley says:

     Thanks very much Chris for the headsup and link–that was a thought provoking report on NPR. It’s no surprise that there are many ex-Michiganders around the country who may take an interest in the story. What is surprising is the apparent lack of interest from those closer to the source. Does the Motown matter represent standard archival management in Detroit? Should this be a wake-up call for Detroit archivists and historians? Are they all hibernating permanently? Maybe the “exers” should come back to help exhibit the value of taking a proactive role in local history appreciation and preservation. Let’s hear some good news on Detroit archives from the locals, please.

     Deborah Rice, Society of Women Engineers Archivist at Wayne State University in Detroit says:

     You have to
remember that the Motown Museum (the original recording studio) is
still around and I’m sure most people, including area archivists,
assumed all of their records were there. I also had no idea that
records were left in the building they occupied from 1968-72 until I
heard the NPR story. I was as shocked as a lot of you were.
Obviously it was not common knowledge and I think it’s uncollegial to
point a finger at area archivists and accuse us of not caring. I
deplore not only the loss of records, but of the building itself,
for what it stood for historically in terms of Motown Records, but
also because it was a piece of architectural history as it was an
Albert Kahn building. I assumed, as did most others, that the
building was an empty shell like so many abandoned buildings in
Detroit that are constantly being torn down despite protests from
local preservationists. It’s unrealistic to assume that archivists or
local historians should have “known” to go through the building
before it was torn down. Most people don’t just go exploring through
an abandoned building in Detroit – not exactly a safe endeavor. The
situation is perhaps a sad comment on our city, but one that should
not necessarily extend to the entire archival community.

     Tanya Elder added:

     The NPR story reported that Hitsville on Grand Blvd, which is the Motown
Museum, knew about the documents but could not get the funding to get
them out of the building. Other than that, I wonder what other routes
did they or the gentleman in the piece go about to advertise the need to
get them out of the building. Wayne State has a library school with an
archives component, I wonder if they were contacted?

     The gentleman in the piece reports that he had been in the building
several years ago and took some of the documents out of the building.
The link to the NPR story has additional photographs of the interior of
the building.

     Anyway, it’s too late, and as I said before, very very tragic. I wish I
had paid more attention, I live in NY and only go back once or twice a
year. Makes me feel a bit guilty myself.

     To which Allison responded:

     I second your feelings of guilt – transplanted as I have been for a few
years now… I still feel that I personally could have done something
about this…

     So yeah, I guess that’s the point of all this: to point out the weird cocktail of guilt and anger that this story inspires. An encouraging ending to the documents rescued by Mr. Wilcox:

     “I was transferring the Motown documents that I rescued after and during the demolition of the Donovan Building to the possession of the Detroit Public Library Special Collections director, Mark. He was as happy to recieve them as I was to donate them. They are now officially part of the DPL, here in Detroit, where they belong. Needless to say I was contacted by a wide variety of institutions, but never in my mind for one second did I consider putting these documents in any other collection. They are now happy and safe and will be cared for with love and expertise.”

     Be sure to visit detroitfunk.com for the best local coverage of this week’s madness.

NPR – ‘Motown Building Razed for Super Bowl Parking’ (Download)

[audio:Motown_Demolition.mp3]