- End Credits by Chase & Status, Plan B
- Fall In Love With Me by Iggy Pop
- Paradise Circus by Massive Attack
- New Values by Iggy Pop
- Joppa Road by Ween
- New Big Prinz by The Fall
- Kicking The Lights by Girls Against Boys
- Can’t Stop Now by Major Lazer, Mr. Vegas, Jovi Rockwell
- Baby I’m A Fool by Melody Gardot
- Golden Phone by Micachu & The Shapes
- To Bring You My Love by PJ Harvey
- I Need Somebody – Iggy Pop Mix by The Stooges
- Black Swan by Thom Yorke
- Rill Rill by Sleigh Bells
- Blue Yodel No. 9 by Jimmy Rodgers
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“This is what democracy smells like”
“It came as no surprise to me that the Government won its vote on tripling tuition fees, although the initial maths being passed among the crowd did seem to suggest more Lib Dem abstentions than votes against. But the pain and fury among the students – freezing, passionate – was as evident as it was heartbreaking. This unelected, unelectable cabinet of millionaires had persuaded the Commons to ignore an unprecedented wave of public anger and concern over a key plank of its policy. And sent heavily armoured goons out to apply state-sanctioned violence to those forced to suffer the consequences.”
–- read the rest at jhn brssndn!
from “Fossil Angels” »
“…We could, if we desired it, have things otherwise. Rather than magic that’s in thrall to a fondly imagined golden past, or else to some luridly-fantasized Elder God theme-park affair of a future, we could try instead a magic adequate and relevant to its own extraordinary times. We could, were we to so decide, ensure that current occultism be remembered in the history of magic as a fanfare peak rather than as a fading sigh; as an embarrassed, dying mumble; not even a whimper. We could make this parched terrain a teeming paradise, a tropic where each thought might blossom into art. Under the altar lies the studio, the beach. We could insist upon it, were we truly what we say we are. We could achieve it not by scrawling sigils but by crafting stories, paintings, symphonies. We could allow our art to spread its holy psychedelic scarab wings across society once more, perhaps in doing so allow some light or grace to fall upon that pained, benighted organism. We could be made afresh in our fresh undergrowth, stand reinvented at a true dawn of our Craft within a morning world, our paint still wet, just-hatched and gummy-eyed in Eden. Newborn in Creation.”
via ekstasis
Entropy study suggests Pictish symbols likely were part of a written language.
“For the small set of Pictish symbols, the researchers concluded that the symbols likely correspond to words, based on their degree of Shannon di-gram entropy modified by these two parameters. In addition to showing that its very unlikely that the Pictish symbols are simply random pictures, these methods used with verbal datasets could be applied to investigating the level of information communicated by animal languages, which are often hampered by small sample datasets.”
How to be an Explorer of the World
by Keri Smith
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The Berlin Reunion
“Earlier this week, 1.5 million people filled the streets of Berlin, Germany to watch a several-day performance by France’s Royal de Luxe street theatre company titled “The Berlin Reunion“. Part of the celebrations of the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall, the Reunion show featured two massive marionettes, the Big Giant, a deep-sea diver, and his niece, the Little Giantess. The storyline of the performance has the two separated by a wall, thrown up by “land and sea monsters”. The Big Giant has just returned from a long and difficult – but successful – expedition to destroy the wall, and now the two are walking the streets of Berlin, seeking each other after many years apart. I’ll let the photos below tell the rest of the story.“
via Katie West
Ghost Opera – Dennis Olivier
There’s so many more of these here.
Paul Greer 