- Supreme nerd moment of the week: I was walking around in the park listening to my shiny new iPod, Misty. I've got it on shuffle, see, and it so happens that I listen to a lot of an artist called the Quiet American, who's this San Francisco-based dude who does a lot of ambient recording and found sound. He recommends you listen to his work on headphones for maximum aural impact, since a lot of it is very subtle, almost silent environmental sound; and it so happens that Misty comes with a dandy pair of bud headphones. So I'm walking through the park, and all of the sudden, I hear all these little girls' voices, and they're laughing! Laughing at me! So, moron that I am, I actually spin around, looking hither and thataway for where these smart-ass kids are and why the hell they're laughing at me.
Of course, it was actually one of the Quiet American's Burmese field recordings of villagers around a communal well. It had just been good enough sound quality that I didn't immediately recognize it as such. So, I actually managed to look like even more of a moron than if real girls had laughed at me for walking around with my dingus out or whatever.
- Man, for real, if you haven't gone to see Guy Maddin's new flick "The Saddest Music in the World", do it. DO IT. It's beautiful, it's amazing to look at, it's funny, it's got fine performances by Mark McKinney and the ever-gorgeous Isabella Rossellini...one of the only movies ("Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" is the other) I've seen this year as a critic that I went back and paid to see again. And how often do you get to see a movie where someone has prosthetic legs made of glass and filled with beer?
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