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May. 19th, 2016 11:04 pmSomeone wrote "dream, but don't sleep" on an empty payphone cradle.
One woman had a Shakespeare and Company bag and I'm not sure if it was the bookstore in Paris or the Lenox theatre troupe but she liked my insult t-shirt anyway.
Anna asked another passenger "does it look like me?" while I was drawing her. I couldn't not draw her because she noticed me and was smiling.
She said "you're cool" to me and I lament that there's no way to express tone because there are many different ways to interpret that. She meant it in a good way. A very good way, I mean.
She's not an artist, she's a nursing student. In response, I showed her the baby pictures, and she says that waps really nice of me. She asked me if I ever draw the animals.
Across from me, a mosquito was bothering someone who wasn't me. She thought it was a wasp.
Here are some stuff that caught my eye at the Harvard art museums. The modern, contemporary, impressionist, post-impressionist art is on the first floor, and as you go up, the art is older and the architecture is newer, so like at the Worcester Art Museum, I went backwards through time. Well, almost; I started with Beckmann, went backwards to Impresssionism, and then forwards to modern and then to contemporary, and then went upstairs for Pre-Raphaelite and Symbolism. Unless you're talking Chinese art, where the neolithic, predynastic, Shang, Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Han art is on the first floor, while Song and Ming are on the second floor.
On the fourth floor, there is a reception room with sheet aluminum folded into convex and concave forms and spray-painted with a standardized shade of yellow. The visitor's guide depicts what looks like a violin between two video screens. That wasn't there, so I just assumed it was taken down. The wayback machine has nothing so maybe it's not a work from the past but from the future. Even further up is the lightbox gallery.
I'm going to stop ninja-editing now. Okay, just this one last ninja edit.
Joan Miro - Mural
there is an episode of the Simpsons in which Homer pronounces his name wrong and a student corrects him, also pronouncing his name wrong.
I knew this was a Beckmann when I saw it.
Pear Tree by Gustav Klimt
Gustave Moreau - The Infant Moses
in real life, it's as tall as I am.
There are multiple paintings of this subject, with variations.
Jacob and the Angel
Hey, this guy has a vagina bone. Seriously, that's what someone in #gazorpazorp thought the iliac crest is.
As I said to Jackie, this is what I love about Boston: access to arts and culture.
It's impressionistic still but at the same time, the subject matter is entirely unlike most of the Monet paintings we know.
The Power of Death
Aubrey Beardsley
A necklace made of really delicate beads of woven hair.
What they point out is that the work references the indigenous Tasmanian custom of long shell necklaces and how the use of coal draws attention to the coal mining on Tasmania that led to the genocide of the native Tasmanians.
What they didn't point out is that those antlers come from an invasive species.
To The Convalescent Woman
Flying Books Under Black Rain Painting. Its position and size make it hard to get decent photographs of the entire thing.
the rain is ink, the books are The Book of Disquiet, Amerika, and Ulysses.
On the other side is 258 Fake. Fake sounds like fuck in a Beijing accent. 7677 photographs mostly taken with smartphones arranged by theme.
These two were meant to be viewed by anyone entering the building, without having to enter the galleries.
There is a mobile of giant metal triangles in the courtyard.
There were Medals of Dishonor, responses to fascist aggression in Spain, on loan. There's a full text of a German book that includes the wonderfully and grotesquely evocative descriptions in only mildly butchered English. Check it out!
There's a bookstore near Harvard Square so I picked up books two and three of the Radix Tetrad by Alfred Angelo Attanasio, The Martian Inca by Ian Watson, and The Probability Pad by T.A. Waters. I'll have to pick up Through The Heart by Richard Grant next time I'm there assuming nobody else has the idea to pick it up. And one day I'll find Saraband of Lost Time and Rumours of Spring.
Thankfully even with the Rabid Puppies doing their best to make the Hugo Awards as valuable as a Prometheus or Dragon Award (no offense, but this was ruined before it even began), I can feed of stores from harvests past.
I don't know what to think of Raven Books. They didn't have anything by Ian Watson. They seem more focused on academic works, so if you're into niche academic stuff, check it out. Somebody drew The Kiss in chalk on Church Street, so I'm glad I took that detour.
And I probably wouldn't have met the same passengers I met had I not went down Brattle street to find naught but a table of books including one in Finnish.
Screw TV from alternate realities, I want sketchbooks from alternate realities.
The people behind me at CVS thought that they were in the longest line they've seen. The people in front of me wanted to make rose corsages so they'd be immune to silence and can pick fights with those damned sylphi entites that have conquered Boston.
She said that sadly her name isn't Lauren, which made me think that it is something like Rory but I hope not.
I don't normally go to the Museum of Fine Arts while on a Braintreebound train.
Lindsey studied fashion design in school. She had trouble thinking of what year she graduated. I'm thinking 2018 seems like a long way away, but not really, because oh shiiiit, it's 2016.
I thought Tanna's name sounded Finnish but it's Italian according to her. Wikipedia tells me nothing, except that it's an island in Vanuatu and a genus of cicadas. Maybe it's Italian for Tanya. Her sister is an artist and she's going to suggest drawing people on trains to her.
Somebody drew angry eyebrows on the baby changing table's depiction of a baby.
I remarked that it looks like armor in the photograph but from up close, it looks a lot flimsier.
The pin shirt was turned on because it's Wednesday but there's too much ambient noise for the connection between your voice and the vibration to be noticeable.
#1 take off your shoes and wash your hands
I'll tell you what Harvard isn't producing. Competent web designers. Although I should have known that whenever I use Facebook's search feature. Actually, I don't know how much control Zuckerberg has over the workings of the search feature, or where and if the people with control over the search feature went to school.
He arranged kitchen items to evoke both urban neighborhoods and the sustenance a city requires.
#2 Untitled
Topography of discarded plastic bags.
#3 8' x 12'
Installation is the dimensions of a typical family dwelling in Dharavi, Mumbai's largest slum, or more acccurately, informal settlement consisting of about a million people living on some 500 acres of land. The cityscape within uses the same materials people use to build their homes, mostly bits of aluminum and car parts. Somebody noticed wire supports. It's not a map of the city nor is it meant to be.
A woman had a pikachu hat and a t-shirt depicting the Happy Mask Salesman in mask form advertising a three day sale at the Clock Town festival, featuring the keaton mask, the Fierce Deity's mask, the Goron mask, the Zora mask, the Deku mask, and the Mask of Truth.
On the hierarchy of t-shirts I've seen people wear, it's up there with Crime Sucks and Dear Diary, Today A Monster Stole My Muffin.
#4 temperature
There are bits of old fragments of cloth embedded in these bricks, which were taken from razed apartment buildings in Beijing.
#5 venu
Venu is the Hindi word for bamboo forest. It's a lightweight, flexible, and strong material but people would rather live in houses made from brick or concrete because it's more modern. Inside, you have hanging cotton rope and vibration sensors and motors.
#6 build me a nest so I can rest
This work was commissioned specifically for the Museum of Fine Arts, and is made from clay birds sold as trinkets and children's playthings altered and repainted to look like Mumbai's native migratory birds, which reflects her own life and how people are moving from rural areas to cities and her family having to move during the partition of India.
The 300 birds all hold quotes from various works of literature.
Alas, she was murdered recently.
#7 doors away from home - doors back home
Hu made this from doors salvaged from Ming and Qing homes that were being dismantled.
From above, they form the character for wood, 木 (mù) and the walls enclosing it transform it into 困 (kùn), which means to become trapped or surrounded.
I love the logographs made from gaudy bits of jewelry and trinkets and keys and cartoon characters and knockoff Legos.
A few weeks ago, I found some of those sticky beads and I picked them up for art purposes.
Some of the doors are really ornate. There's one door I particularly like but nobody else feels the same way and I can't find any pictures of it.
It resonates with Boston's razing of the West End, and how nobody cared about historic architecture back in the 50s.
His art made Shanghai introduce historical preservation.
A man told me to visit Seoul and it's changed a lot since the 60s.
#8 super-natural
Molly wanted to build something similar out of blue objects. Her friend said that blue has been scientifically determined to be the most soothing color. The artist picked green because the objects are greener than the substances used to make them.
To them, the frog umbrella stood out. To the woman in the Majora's Mask shirt, the dinosaur stood out. I can't find the dinosaur in any pictures.
All of the objects from Boston will be donated or recycled. All the objects from Seoul will be used in other exhibitions, possibly with local green objects from other places.
#9 drifting producers / escapement
in Seoul, a park displaced machinists. They go on and off and make noise. One of them I didn't get to see in action.
Molly, so says a nametag she was wearing, has a pendant depicting the Venus of Willendorf and a patch saying "stop rape culture," and I find it weird that Return of Kings denies rape culture when they are rape culture. You can't do that.
She knows it isn't in the country. I guessed Germany, or maybe France. It's located in Bécs/Vienna. If I see her, I'll let her know. Or if I see anyone else with a Venus of Willendorf pendant, I'll let them know.
They were letting people go in Living With Pigeons; inside, there is a pigeon nest among stacks of shelves. Getting up is the easy part, getting down is the hard part. Crab-walking down the stairs helps.
One of the docents had an owl tattoo.
Lois Russell made a basket out of USB cables and bits of gearwork.
I looked at the caste paintings. There was nothing about the term Hispanic/Latino but the caste system is a mess and is inconsistent and it's flexible and people could move up a level if they paid some officials and people who were 1/8th native were considered Spaniards but people who were 1/32 black had a caste of their own. Zambo wasn't on the MFA's list but it's on the Wikipedia's list. Hispanics have long since abandoned Mestizo but white people who are totally into scientific racism have adopted the term for "anyone from Latin America"
The woman with lavender hair and the woman with pink hair and the man with uncolored hair wanted to see if the breathing lotus had motion sensors because they noticed it was kind of deflated so we all grouped together and got distracted by a squirrel was climbing on the walls of the museum, and we all started singing "spidersquirrel, spidersquirrel, does whatever a spidersquirrel does, can he swing from a web? no he can't, he's a squirrel. Look out, he is a spidersquirrel!"
The man was talking about a hedgehog named Elvis and saying that without context, people are imagining a guy with a bouffant.
Elsewhere was a woman with purple hair and a woman with green (Terra, not Rydia) hair.
The sign said that the artificial lotus will live longer than the real plants.
The woman with the two children said that the woman I was drawing's makeup made her look like Jasmine from Aladdin. My drawing, however, just makes her look grumpy. Don't quote me on this because I can't tell the difference between Mexican and Filipino. Mexican Mexican, not "anybody south of the Rio Grande and that includes Brazil even though they don't speak Spanish and Guyana and Suriname even though they don't even speak a Romance language) and I can't tell the difference between Hispanic and Nepali either but I think she's Indian, while Jasmine is Uyghur.
I think maybe the people at Chutneys are Nepali.
I met a cairn terrier named Phyllis. Her owner used to work for PetCo so she knows about the Wildlife Center. I tried to draw Phyllis but she gets it: dog anatomy is different and there's a lot more fur, and they don't pose like Anna or talk to their friends or look at their phones like pretty much everyone else. Phyllis doesn't like baths. I told them about how once I spent a summer weekend at my grandparents' and my aunt's cat was there and when I got back home, I wasn't used to dog smell. That's the last ninja-edit, I swear.
The woman in a blue windbreaker (she needs to join the woman with the rose corsage in her fight against the sylphi entites) has a tattoo of the northern lights right below her clavicle, a colorful band around her wrist and some lyrics I've forgotten from a band I've forgotten that she was into in high school, and some music notes. She said the band is obscure and I said that I listen to some really obscure stuff too but pop culture has fragmented and when I was in high school, it wasn't as fragmented.
I mentioned the tapes I made and the time I spent listening to them and then posting my thoughts on them and wondering what I was thinking some of those songs and maybe I recorded them thinking it was something else which I've done plenty of times or maybe I recorded them thinking they'd be some sort of flash in the pan. You know how it is, a band release a hit song, for example, Days of the New's Touch, Peel, and Stand, which I guess isn't terrible but it's a bit repetitive and too long for its own good and it gives me no reason to buy the album, and then they release some better songs like The Down Town and Shelf in the Room, and then they play those for a month or so and then go back to the hit single and then they release a new album so they'll play some stuff from that, and then go back to Touch, Peel, and Stand.
Linkin Park and Korn were kinda innovative but wore out their welcome after about 200 or so listens.
The radio station I used to listen to hasn't changed their playlist (hey, there's a new Radiohead album out. Let's play Creep!) since I stopped listening. Actually, that's not true, there's more 80s schlock rock and glam metal. I speculated that the key demographic changed from 18-35 males to 18-49 males, if not 18-65 males and they're losing the 18-35 part of that so they have to appeal to the older crowd. Also, they haven't played music on the typical weekday morning in around five years even though I'm pretty sure the only reason anybody listened to the Hill Man Morning Show instead of Howard Stern is because they actually occasionally played music during the morning commute.
She tracks buses but not trains because the red line is reliable-ish, while buses come when and if they feel like coming. I told her about Atlas Lab's first concert and my plan to time travel my way around the lack of a train station in Union Square.
She says there's a stretch of highway in Somerville where one can reach 88 miles per hour if you do it at 4 in the morning.
There are two rules of time travel: you can't actually interact with yourself without either fainting or destroying the universe and you can't kill Hitler or you've removed your impetus to go back in time, but maybe you could go back in time to visit a relative and because you're there, kill Hitler. Except I don't have any relatives in Germany at that time. Maybe I could go see some of the so-called degenerate art before they destroy it.
She says you have to be careful when time traveling and creating new realities because you might stop existing.
I thought she was going to mention Rick and Morty and the time they sat around watching TV from alternate realities but she mentioned Fringe instead and how it was filmed around Boston.
burning question: what's your favorite mask to wear in Majora's Mask?
One woman had a Shakespeare and Company bag and I'm not sure if it was the bookstore in Paris or the Lenox theatre troupe but she liked my insult t-shirt anyway.
Anna asked another passenger "does it look like me?" while I was drawing her. I couldn't not draw her because she noticed me and was smiling.
She said "you're cool" to me and I lament that there's no way to express tone because there are many different ways to interpret that. She meant it in a good way. A very good way, I mean.
She's not an artist, she's a nursing student. In response, I showed her the baby pictures, and she says that waps really nice of me. She asked me if I ever draw the animals.
Across from me, a mosquito was bothering someone who wasn't me. She thought it was a wasp.
Here are some stuff that caught my eye at the Harvard art museums. The modern, contemporary, impressionist, post-impressionist art is on the first floor, and as you go up, the art is older and the architecture is newer, so like at the Worcester Art Museum, I went backwards through time. Well, almost; I started with Beckmann, went backwards to Impresssionism, and then forwards to modern and then to contemporary, and then went upstairs for Pre-Raphaelite and Symbolism. Unless you're talking Chinese art, where the neolithic, predynastic, Shang, Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Han art is on the first floor, while Song and Ming are on the second floor.
On the fourth floor, there is a reception room with sheet aluminum folded into convex and concave forms and spray-painted with a standardized shade of yellow. The visitor's guide depicts what looks like a violin between two video screens. That wasn't there, so I just assumed it was taken down. The wayback machine has nothing so maybe it's not a work from the past but from the future. Even further up is the lightbox gallery.
I'm going to stop ninja-editing now. Okay, just this one last ninja edit.
Joan Miro - Mural
there is an episode of the Simpsons in which Homer pronounces his name wrong and a student corrects him, also pronouncing his name wrong.
I knew this was a Beckmann when I saw it.
Pear Tree by Gustav Klimt
Gustave Moreau - The Infant Moses
in real life, it's as tall as I am.
There are multiple paintings of this subject, with variations.
Jacob and the Angel
Hey, this guy has a vagina bone. Seriously, that's what someone in #gazorpazorp thought the iliac crest is.
As I said to Jackie, this is what I love about Boston: access to arts and culture.
It's impressionistic still but at the same time, the subject matter is entirely unlike most of the Monet paintings we know.
The Power of Death
Aubrey Beardsley
A necklace made of really delicate beads of woven hair.
What they point out is that the work references the indigenous Tasmanian custom of long shell necklaces and how the use of coal draws attention to the coal mining on Tasmania that led to the genocide of the native Tasmanians.
What they didn't point out is that those antlers come from an invasive species.
To The Convalescent Woman
Flying Books Under Black Rain Painting. Its position and size make it hard to get decent photographs of the entire thing.
the rain is ink, the books are The Book of Disquiet, Amerika, and Ulysses.
On the other side is 258 Fake. Fake sounds like fuck in a Beijing accent. 7677 photographs mostly taken with smartphones arranged by theme.
These two were meant to be viewed by anyone entering the building, without having to enter the galleries.
There is a mobile of giant metal triangles in the courtyard.
There were Medals of Dishonor, responses to fascist aggression in Spain, on loan. There's a full text of a German book that includes the wonderfully and grotesquely evocative descriptions in only mildly butchered English. Check it out!
There's a bookstore near Harvard Square so I picked up books two and three of the Radix Tetrad by Alfred Angelo Attanasio, The Martian Inca by Ian Watson, and The Probability Pad by T.A. Waters. I'll have to pick up Through The Heart by Richard Grant next time I'm there assuming nobody else has the idea to pick it up. And one day I'll find Saraband of Lost Time and Rumours of Spring.
Thankfully even with the Rabid Puppies doing their best to make the Hugo Awards as valuable as a Prometheus or Dragon Award (no offense, but this was ruined before it even began), I can feed of stores from harvests past.
I don't know what to think of Raven Books. They didn't have anything by Ian Watson. They seem more focused on academic works, so if you're into niche academic stuff, check it out. Somebody drew The Kiss in chalk on Church Street, so I'm glad I took that detour.
And I probably wouldn't have met the same passengers I met had I not went down Brattle street to find naught but a table of books including one in Finnish.
Screw TV from alternate realities, I want sketchbooks from alternate realities.
The people behind me at CVS thought that they were in the longest line they've seen. The people in front of me wanted to make rose corsages so they'd be immune to silence and can pick fights with those damned sylphi entites that have conquered Boston.
She said that sadly her name isn't Lauren, which made me think that it is something like Rory but I hope not.
I don't normally go to the Museum of Fine Arts while on a Braintreebound train.
Lindsey studied fashion design in school. She had trouble thinking of what year she graduated. I'm thinking 2018 seems like a long way away, but not really, because oh shiiiit, it's 2016.
I thought Tanna's name sounded Finnish but it's Italian according to her. Wikipedia tells me nothing, except that it's an island in Vanuatu and a genus of cicadas. Maybe it's Italian for Tanya. Her sister is an artist and she's going to suggest drawing people on trains to her.
Somebody drew angry eyebrows on the baby changing table's depiction of a baby.
I remarked that it looks like armor in the photograph but from up close, it looks a lot flimsier.
The pin shirt was turned on because it's Wednesday but there's too much ambient noise for the connection between your voice and the vibration to be noticeable.
#1 take off your shoes and wash your hands
I'll tell you what Harvard isn't producing. Competent web designers. Although I should have known that whenever I use Facebook's search feature. Actually, I don't know how much control Zuckerberg has over the workings of the search feature, or where and if the people with control over the search feature went to school.
He arranged kitchen items to evoke both urban neighborhoods and the sustenance a city requires.
#2 Untitled
Topography of discarded plastic bags.
#3 8' x 12'
Installation is the dimensions of a typical family dwelling in Dharavi, Mumbai's largest slum, or more acccurately, informal settlement consisting of about a million people living on some 500 acres of land. The cityscape within uses the same materials people use to build their homes, mostly bits of aluminum and car parts. Somebody noticed wire supports. It's not a map of the city nor is it meant to be.
A woman had a pikachu hat and a t-shirt depicting the Happy Mask Salesman in mask form advertising a three day sale at the Clock Town festival, featuring the keaton mask, the Fierce Deity's mask, the Goron mask, the Zora mask, the Deku mask, and the Mask of Truth.
On the hierarchy of t-shirts I've seen people wear, it's up there with Crime Sucks and Dear Diary, Today A Monster Stole My Muffin.
#4 temperature
There are bits of old fragments of cloth embedded in these bricks, which were taken from razed apartment buildings in Beijing.
#5 venu
Venu is the Hindi word for bamboo forest. It's a lightweight, flexible, and strong material but people would rather live in houses made from brick or concrete because it's more modern. Inside, you have hanging cotton rope and vibration sensors and motors.
#6 build me a nest so I can rest
This work was commissioned specifically for the Museum of Fine Arts, and is made from clay birds sold as trinkets and children's playthings altered and repainted to look like Mumbai's native migratory birds, which reflects her own life and how people are moving from rural areas to cities and her family having to move during the partition of India.
The 300 birds all hold quotes from various works of literature.
Alas, she was murdered recently.
#7 doors away from home - doors back home
Hu made this from doors salvaged from Ming and Qing homes that were being dismantled.
From above, they form the character for wood, 木 (mù) and the walls enclosing it transform it into 困 (kùn), which means to become trapped or surrounded.
I love the logographs made from gaudy bits of jewelry and trinkets and keys and cartoon characters and knockoff Legos.
A few weeks ago, I found some of those sticky beads and I picked them up for art purposes.
Some of the doors are really ornate. There's one door I particularly like but nobody else feels the same way and I can't find any pictures of it.
It resonates with Boston's razing of the West End, and how nobody cared about historic architecture back in the 50s.
His art made Shanghai introduce historical preservation.
A man told me to visit Seoul and it's changed a lot since the 60s.
#8 super-natural
Molly wanted to build something similar out of blue objects. Her friend said that blue has been scientifically determined to be the most soothing color. The artist picked green because the objects are greener than the substances used to make them.
To them, the frog umbrella stood out. To the woman in the Majora's Mask shirt, the dinosaur stood out. I can't find the dinosaur in any pictures.
All of the objects from Boston will be donated or recycled. All the objects from Seoul will be used in other exhibitions, possibly with local green objects from other places.
#9 drifting producers / escapement
in Seoul, a park displaced machinists. They go on and off and make noise. One of them I didn't get to see in action.
Molly, so says a nametag she was wearing, has a pendant depicting the Venus of Willendorf and a patch saying "stop rape culture," and I find it weird that Return of Kings denies rape culture when they are rape culture. You can't do that.
She knows it isn't in the country. I guessed Germany, or maybe France. It's located in Bécs/Vienna. If I see her, I'll let her know. Or if I see anyone else with a Venus of Willendorf pendant, I'll let them know.
They were letting people go in Living With Pigeons; inside, there is a pigeon nest among stacks of shelves. Getting up is the easy part, getting down is the hard part. Crab-walking down the stairs helps.
One of the docents had an owl tattoo.
Lois Russell made a basket out of USB cables and bits of gearwork.
I looked at the caste paintings. There was nothing about the term Hispanic/Latino but the caste system is a mess and is inconsistent and it's flexible and people could move up a level if they paid some officials and people who were 1/8th native were considered Spaniards but people who were 1/32 black had a caste of their own. Zambo wasn't on the MFA's list but it's on the Wikipedia's list. Hispanics have long since abandoned Mestizo but white people who are totally into scientific racism have adopted the term for "anyone from Latin America"
The woman with lavender hair and the woman with pink hair and the man with uncolored hair wanted to see if the breathing lotus had motion sensors because they noticed it was kind of deflated so we all grouped together and got distracted by a squirrel was climbing on the walls of the museum, and we all started singing "spidersquirrel, spidersquirrel, does whatever a spidersquirrel does, can he swing from a web? no he can't, he's a squirrel. Look out, he is a spidersquirrel!"
The man was talking about a hedgehog named Elvis and saying that without context, people are imagining a guy with a bouffant.
Elsewhere was a woman with purple hair and a woman with green (Terra, not Rydia) hair.
The sign said that the artificial lotus will live longer than the real plants.
The woman with the two children said that the woman I was drawing's makeup made her look like Jasmine from Aladdin. My drawing, however, just makes her look grumpy. Don't quote me on this because I can't tell the difference between Mexican and Filipino. Mexican Mexican, not "anybody south of the Rio Grande and that includes Brazil even though they don't speak Spanish and Guyana and Suriname even though they don't even speak a Romance language) and I can't tell the difference between Hispanic and Nepali either but I think she's Indian, while Jasmine is Uyghur.
I think maybe the people at Chutneys are Nepali.
I met a cairn terrier named Phyllis. Her owner used to work for PetCo so she knows about the Wildlife Center. I tried to draw Phyllis but she gets it: dog anatomy is different and there's a lot more fur, and they don't pose like Anna or talk to their friends or look at their phones like pretty much everyone else. Phyllis doesn't like baths. I told them about how once I spent a summer weekend at my grandparents' and my aunt's cat was there and when I got back home, I wasn't used to dog smell. That's the last ninja-edit, I swear.
The woman in a blue windbreaker (she needs to join the woman with the rose corsage in her fight against the sylphi entites) has a tattoo of the northern lights right below her clavicle, a colorful band around her wrist and some lyrics I've forgotten from a band I've forgotten that she was into in high school, and some music notes. She said the band is obscure and I said that I listen to some really obscure stuff too but pop culture has fragmented and when I was in high school, it wasn't as fragmented.
I mentioned the tapes I made and the time I spent listening to them and then posting my thoughts on them and wondering what I was thinking some of those songs and maybe I recorded them thinking it was something else which I've done plenty of times or maybe I recorded them thinking they'd be some sort of flash in the pan. You know how it is, a band release a hit song, for example, Days of the New's Touch, Peel, and Stand, which I guess isn't terrible but it's a bit repetitive and too long for its own good and it gives me no reason to buy the album, and then they release some better songs like The Down Town and Shelf in the Room, and then they play those for a month or so and then go back to the hit single and then they release a new album so they'll play some stuff from that, and then go back to Touch, Peel, and Stand.
Linkin Park and Korn were kinda innovative but wore out their welcome after about 200 or so listens.
The radio station I used to listen to hasn't changed their playlist (hey, there's a new Radiohead album out. Let's play Creep!) since I stopped listening. Actually, that's not true, there's more 80s schlock rock and glam metal. I speculated that the key demographic changed from 18-35 males to 18-49 males, if not 18-65 males and they're losing the 18-35 part of that so they have to appeal to the older crowd. Also, they haven't played music on the typical weekday morning in around five years even though I'm pretty sure the only reason anybody listened to the Hill Man Morning Show instead of Howard Stern is because they actually occasionally played music during the morning commute.
She tracks buses but not trains because the red line is reliable-ish, while buses come when and if they feel like coming. I told her about Atlas Lab's first concert and my plan to time travel my way around the lack of a train station in Union Square.
She says there's a stretch of highway in Somerville where one can reach 88 miles per hour if you do it at 4 in the morning.
There are two rules of time travel: you can't actually interact with yourself without either fainting or destroying the universe and you can't kill Hitler or you've removed your impetus to go back in time, but maybe you could go back in time to visit a relative and because you're there, kill Hitler. Except I don't have any relatives in Germany at that time. Maybe I could go see some of the so-called degenerate art before they destroy it.
She says you have to be careful when time traveling and creating new realities because you might stop existing.
I thought she was going to mention Rick and Morty and the time they sat around watching TV from alternate realities but she mentioned Fringe instead and how it was filmed around Boston.
burning question: what's your favorite mask to wear in Majora's Mask?
