Friday, April 25, 2008

Add it to the list...

So add mix tapes, along with plagiarism and ghostwriting to the list of "things that are considerably harder to do than previously thought."  I'm used to making playlists on my iPod, and not really considering the order of the songs at all, due to the ease with which one can change songs.  I just make sure I've got the right genre and don't care as much about the end product because a) it's just for me and b) i can always change it--it's never permanent.  Making a mix CD for someone else, however, changes both.  I have to care what my roommate will think of it, and try to make sure that the transitions are appropriate so that the entire CD will be enjoyable to listen to--I don't have 60 tracks to mess around with (as I do with an iTunes playlist).  

For my roommate, I'm making a CD of earworms (a loan word from the German ohrwurm) which means songs that get stuck in your head and play over and over and over again.  My roommate always gets ridiculous songs stuck in her head that she of course feels the need to sing ad nauseum until the rest of the apartment is singing her horrible 80's tune right along with her.  This way, if we have a CD of all of these songs, we won't have to tolerate her painfully off-tune warbling.  I have a pretty solid idea for the tracklist and order, but there will definitely have to be some trimming come Monday (I think I have 30 songs right now).  As for you guys, any songs that ALWAYS get stuck in your head that you think I would be remiss if they were not included?  Any suggestions?

Monday, April 21, 2008

"Now here's crap"

Here's a selection from my cut-up:

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The main pieces of writing I cut-up included an article from Cosmo about John Krasinski (better known as "Jim" from The Office), an article from VeloNews (a cycling magazine) about an up-and-coming cycling star from Belgium, and a scientific article the P.I. from my lab wrote entitled "Neuroprotection for Glaucoma." As a result of these extremely varying topics, my cut-up doesn't make much sense at all (althought this paragraph I used as an excerpt is the most intelligible). I really enjoyed finding a few humorous sentences when these all combined, because alone, most of these articles aren't very funny--the "now here's crap" came from two completely different sources and that's just how they happened to line up.

Overall, I didn't find the cut-up a very effective method for the kind of writing I would ever be doing. I can see that if you're a creative or fiction writer and need a new idea or word or even just a new way of thinking, how cut-ups would be an incredibly helpful and fast method of inspiration, but otherwise, I think it mostly just produces a lot of gibberish. Another positive note for cut-ups: ripping paper and pretending like you're making a collage in elementary school again is a VERY good stress relief :)

Friday, April 18, 2008

Mix Tape Mayhem

Freshman year, me, my roommate and two of our best friends had a Friday and Saturday night ritual in the dorm. We'd all get home from school/class or just wake up from our third nap of the day (Courtney) around five and grab some dinner at Frank's. After a delicious meal where our dirty dishes magically disappeared and became clean (how I miss those days), it was off to get ready to go out, which meant (insert trumpet fanfare here) SHOWER TIME! We lived in Kronshage and each bathroom had four shower stalls and one exceedingly loud CD player. We'd hop in the showers and blare the latest shower mix CD we made and turn up the music loud enough so we couldn't hear Courtney's tone-deaf, one-note singing. There is a definite art to the "Going out shower mix CD" and over the two years we lived in the dorms we perfected it. So here are my rules for the perfect mix CD in this scenario:

1. Everyone must know all of the words to all of the songs (i.e. REM's "It's the End of the World" works for NO ONE).

2. There must be at least one raunchy song that would be embarrassing to sing in front of your parental units (i.e. Tenacious D's F*** Her Gently)

3. The CD must contain no less than one old school Britney Spears (pre-shaving her head) or *NSYNC song that not only do you know the lyrics to, you can pretty much re-enact the entire music video frame by frame (you all know that you can mentally replay the whole "Oops, I Did it Again" video in your mind--it's okay, there's a lot of us).

4. There must be at least one song that one member of your group HATES but the rest of you love and due to the fact that it's on the middle of the track list and she has shampoo in her hair, she can't escape it (for us it was "Bad Day" by Daniel Powter--my roommate Kristen hated it to the core and we all loved how much she hated it).

5. Last but certainly not least, it should contain at least one rap song that sounds absolutely ridiculous coming out of your mouths and that you have to go on urbandictionary.com to understand half of the words that you're saying (this list of possibilities is astounding).

That's it--follow the rules and you'll not only have a great time getting ready to go out, but you'll also embarrass yourselves and annoy your dormmates--all in all, a great success.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Apparently I'm the only one...

I have read some pretty horrible books in my life--from one about a child whose telekinetic powers allow him to defeat an entire civilization of ants in outerspace to simply awful, cheesy romance novels that induce my gag reflex my roommates tell me I just have to read. I've always been able to finish them. I'm the kind of person that once I start a book, I finish it, no matter how horrifically craptastic, just so I know how it ends and that I persevered and finished it. Rhythm science is a first for me. I wasn't able to finish the assigned reading for Wednesday. Not because I didn't have time, or because I didn't try, but simply because the text was extremely off-putting and unpleasant to read. I found myself feeling like I do when I read aloud--going through the motions and "reading" but I'm not focusing on the actual words and thinking something else completely in my mind.

I know I'm in the minority of people who feel like this (I might even be the only one after listening to our discussion on Wednesday), but I feel like DJ Spooky is just trying way too hard to be different and loses a lot people who would be interested in his overall thesis simply by the way in which he presents his ideas. I don't find the hole in the book meaningful, as discussed in class. I find it irritating, and there simply so people will pick up his book in a bookstore and give it the "shock and awe" factor that might encourage people to buy it ("Cool, a hole in the book! Never seen this before--gotta buy it!"). Also, the way the text is presented on the page is extremely distracting. Reading the two inch width of text right by the crease is simply not necessary--nor are the random "illustrations" which interrupt his sentences with pictures of ghosts and playboy bunnies.

After class on Wednesday, with the interpretive ideas everyone had brought to the table, I sat down to attempt to read the book for the fifth time. Again, it was a no go. I know others love this book and it's an allegedly quick read, but honestly, I strongly disliked it (well, that that I could get through). I'll keep on trying, and hopefully I'll be able to finish it and derive some meaning from it, but as of right now, Rhythm Science looks to be the first book I've started and never finished.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Photoshop, Shmotoshop















I am technologically challenged. Simple as that. I struggle getting Microsoft Word to do what I want (anyone else have issues with the tab button?!?) let alone a complex image manipulation software. Needless to say, my attempts at visual sampling took MUCH longer than necessary and caused me to really think about what I wanted to add to/say in my project as it took me eons to actually visually portray my ideas. For my project I wanted to emphasize that copyright prevents creativity, the sharing of ideas, and the sampling of projects. The images I chose represent many areas of the arts (painting, writing, movies, TV shows, cartoons, and music). Some of the images I used represent works in the public domain (Shakespeare, Mozart) and some represent newer copyrighted works (Harry Potter, the Simpsons). Regardless of the free use clause or the fact that they're in the public domain, copyright is preventing reproductions and derivations. Congress keeps extending the boundaries of these copyrights and their length irreparably harming American culture simply because the RIAA and MPAA lobbyists (among many) use their incredible capital to pay off senators and representatives (as represented by the "blank check" in the center of the image).

This perpetual copyright and the lack of funding for free culture (or the creative commons started by Lessig) is also apparent in Kait's first sampling project. To "remix" her sample, I decided to modify it from cartoon form to real life. It is now Lawrence Lessig begging for money (and legislation and overall support) for his creative commons/free culture movement, but he is being ignored by most of the general public (as most homeless people/beggars are). I decided to only use the central image in her work to focus the attention on his plight and the condition of creativity in America (well, that and it took me over an hour to just figure out how to trace out Lessig's head and put it on a different picture).

Overall, I found this sampling project to be one of the most difficult ones for me--mostly due to my technological ineptitude (although the scathing comments from my ghostwritee during the ghostwriting experience place a close second). I also am not a very visual learner or thinker. I tend to like to use language (and rather wordy language at that) to express my feelings or thoughts on certain topics. For those reasons, I found that once again, this experience was more difficult and time-consuming than I originally anticipated. On a positive sidenote, it has given me a new appreciation for any person working with graphic arts or computers on a daily basis--if it were my job, I know computers would be getting smashed on a daily basis from sheer frustration.