Media with fingerprints

OK, so please don’t kill me for this cheap date, but I saw the above clip at Huffington Post and instantly fell in love. I’m torn because part of me thinks this is really a future SNL skit inserted as covert marketing, the other part of me wants to believe that this is the last piece of authentic home brew media we’ll see ever again. I love this because with so many out-of-the-box media production kits out there, rarely do you get to see something with real fingerprints on it.

Now, bring on the imitators and the haters and see what happens.

When believing is seeing

Slate takes a look at amateur UFO footage on YouTube. So much for photographic and video evidence. I hope the same standards are applied to government arguments for going to war.

BTW, I feel like it’s necessary to say that I think there is a false dichotomy in our culture between the rational and kooky, with the belief in UFOs as being the borderland between the two. The term UFO should be taken literally: unidentified flying object. Would it shock you and discredit everything I say and write about if I told you that I saw an UFO in Mexico? Or that a strange light in the sky once spoke to me in a Brooklyn accent?

But, what of a belief in aliens? I think it’s so ethnocentric to think we are the sole inhabitants of this universe. Even so, I won’t deny that there is a crazy strand that obsesses about aliens instead of dealing with the reality that is front of them (in some cases, that is the reality in front of them). And in all fairness to Dennis Kucinich, who was ridiculed for saying he believed in UFOs, he was not treated as fairly as the other presidential candidates (perhaps it’s because of his call for impeachment of Dick Cheney?). Shouldn’t all so-called Christian politicians be treated with the same kind of skepticism? After all, given the UFO litmus test, isn’t mass organized religion and its belief in immaculate conception and miracles equally as absurd? Just a thought.

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Urban collectables

Urban-Collectables

I was trying to figure out how to justify a thread featuring Urban Collectable from chinnychinchin when I realized that with the Internet it’s possible to market anything to anybody. The model car reminds me of my first night living in Brooklyn when the local car thieves torched a vehicle in the street, which sent a shock wave through my loft’s windows. But for those of us who have spent any time in New Mexico, we would agree that burnt cars are a distinct, if not charming, part of the landscape, so much so an old friend of mine wanted to to do a pin-up girl calendar with models posing with discarded vehicles called, “Arroyo Girls.” Another friend wants to make a drive in movie theater where you can hang out in a junker and watch flicks. In any case, there is an aesthetic appeal of burned out cars. These models, the manufacturer claims, are all hand torched. A nice touch, epecially considering that each one costs $49.95. There are three models:

  • The Minivan/Insurance Scam
  • The Petrol bombed Jeep
  • The Joy ridden 2-door Hatchback

As for the political significance of these gifts, you will have to be the judge of that.

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My Country of Illusion

I have a side project, My Country of Illusion, which has been ongoing for about ten years with my music and artistic collaborator, Barnmaster Scud. Last summer T.Foley from the Center for Contemporary Art in Santa Fe, NM invited us to be guest artists for the day. Her students made this fun little video for the track, “Dreaming America,” from our album, American Dream Life.

Excuse the digression

If I weren’t busy being born, there were two places I wish I had been in 1966: London’s UFO club watching Pink Floyd or at Warhol’s Factory watching the Velvet Underground. I digress from the normal thread here, but if you have 16 minutes, you may enjoy this little trip to I wish we were there from Peter Whitehead’s 1967 documentary of the London scene, Tonight Let’s All Make Love In London, featuring Pink Floyd. Makes you want to time travel to the ’60s all over again.

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Subterranean Homesick Alien

Dylan-Cylon

OK, this reveals what a ridiculous geek I am. There is a “viral” Bob Dylan marketing project that allows people to remix the infamous Subterranean Homesick Blues film made by D. A. Pennebaker. The campaign does not allow me to embed the video (I don’t know how to capture the streaming flash- I guess I’m not such a geek after all). Anyhow, this is a mash-up with my favorite series, Battlestar Galactica. Click here to see the video I created.

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Pop quiz: which book are you?

OK, I know these things are dumb and unscientific, but I did it anyway and I was pleasantly surprised. Marquez is one of my favorite writers. You can click on the link at the bottom of the page to see which book you are. And if you have time, drop in the comments to report what happened.

You’re Love in the Time of Cholera!
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Like Odysseus in a work of Homer, you demonstrate undying loyalty by
sleeping with as many people as you possibly can. But in your heart you never give
consent! This creates a strange quandary of what love really means to you. On the
one hand, you’ve loved the same person your whole life, but on the other, your actions
barely speak to this fact. Whatever you do, stick to bottled water. The other stuff
could get you killed.

Take the Book Quiz
at the
Blue Pyramid.