I feel like Blogger has become my "booty call". I come around when I need to express something and when everything's going good we don't really stay in touch. Sad I know... but it's a pretty spot-on comparison.
At any rate, I'm back again and we'll have to see how long this lasts this time!
So where have I been? Working. Flat out, it's my only excuse.
I started and shut down Geek In The Box within a year's time because I realized I wasn't fit for running a business on my own, thank you A.D.D. - Then I started up a paranormal (a.k.a. ghost hunting) group with some friends. This venture seems to have worked out for the better. We have since started up a management and event company on the same grounds... within the paranormal research field. I lend my guerilla marketing, gfx design, content writing, and web coding skills to the project.
We started and hosted IndyParaCon, Indiana's largest paranormal convention so far. Now we're working on the first multi-state one alongside Ideal Event Management (the guy who manages the Ghost Hunters (TAPS) from Sci-Fi). The event is going to cater to the Paranormal, Horror, Gaming, and Sci-Fi crowds and will be hosted in Orlando, Indy, and Philly throughout 2010. The name is appropriately called UniversaCon. So things are definitely picking up and going well.
Outside of work I've tried to keep up with my friends, family, World of Warcraft, and my ever growing addiction to music. The latter is obviously much harder as there is always so many great tracks being released that I'll likely never hear.
Anyhow... I gotta get back to work but it feels good to be posting again.
On that note, enjoy my new favorite track from the The Prodigy:
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Moby.Hotel
I bought the new Hotel CD the other day and it's still growing on me as it's a slower style than he's done in the past. The second CD is all ambient music which is wicked to go to sleep to, but unfortunately I can't bare to listen to it in my car and stay awake. Great stuff though for the most part.
In the insert booklet there was a small excerpt from Moby talking about Hotels and I want to share it here:
a variety of reasons, but here's one of them... hotels fascinate me in that they're incredibly intimate spaces that are scoured every 24 hours and made to look completely anonymous. people sleep in hotel rooms and cry in hotel rooms and bathe in hotel rooms and poo in hotel rooms and have sex in hotel rooms and start relationships in hotel rooms and end relationships in hotel rooms and etc and etc, but yet every time we check into a hotel room we feel as if we're the first guest and we get very upset if there's any remnant of a previous guests stay.
something about this idea, that these intimate spaces are wiped clean every 24 hours, fascinates me. that we enter a hotel room and it becomes our biological home for a while and then we leave. in some ways it's similar to the human condition. we exist and we strive and we love and we cry and we laugh and we run around and we sleep and we build things and we have sex and then we die and, not to sound depressing, the world is wiped clean of our biological presence. which, from my perspective, makes our brief biological time here all the more precious due to it's relative brevity.
hotels in specific fascinate me in that so much effort is expended to maintain a perfect neutrality. and my hope in this record is not to celebrate or represent the vacuum-like neutrality of an empty hotel room, but rather to represent the part of the human condition that compels us to lead big and expansive and messy biological lives. i'm fascinated by the airless and lifeless neutrality of so many man-made spaces(empty airports, empty lobbies, empty office buildings, etc), but i don't feel like making music that is airless and lifeless because i also really like people and the messy miasma of the human condition and i want to make messy, human records that are open and emotional.
because, whether i like it or not, i'm messy and human, too (even though like all good sci-fi geeks i do occasionally wish that i was a robot). have i said too much? should i aspire to erring on the side of cryptic and esoteric explanations? well, this explanation is neither cryptic nor esoteric, so there you go. moby
In the insert booklet there was a small excerpt from Moby talking about Hotels and I want to share it here:
a variety of reasons, but here's one of them... hotels fascinate me in that they're incredibly intimate spaces that are scoured every 24 hours and made to look completely anonymous. people sleep in hotel rooms and cry in hotel rooms and bathe in hotel rooms and poo in hotel rooms and have sex in hotel rooms and start relationships in hotel rooms and end relationships in hotel rooms and etc and etc, but yet every time we check into a hotel room we feel as if we're the first guest and we get very upset if there's any remnant of a previous guests stay.
something about this idea, that these intimate spaces are wiped clean every 24 hours, fascinates me. that we enter a hotel room and it becomes our biological home for a while and then we leave. in some ways it's similar to the human condition. we exist and we strive and we love and we cry and we laugh and we run around and we sleep and we build things and we have sex and then we die and, not to sound depressing, the world is wiped clean of our biological presence. which, from my perspective, makes our brief biological time here all the more precious due to it's relative brevity.
hotels in specific fascinate me in that so much effort is expended to maintain a perfect neutrality. and my hope in this record is not to celebrate or represent the vacuum-like neutrality of an empty hotel room, but rather to represent the part of the human condition that compels us to lead big and expansive and messy biological lives. i'm fascinated by the airless and lifeless neutrality of so many man-made spaces(empty airports, empty lobbies, empty office buildings, etc), but i don't feel like making music that is airless and lifeless because i also really like people and the messy miasma of the human condition and i want to make messy, human records that are open and emotional.
because, whether i like it or not, i'm messy and human, too (even though like all good sci-fi geeks i do occasionally wish that i was a robot). have i said too much? should i aspire to erring on the side of cryptic and esoteric explanations? well, this explanation is neither cryptic nor esoteric, so there you go. moby
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
CodeZero Version 1.0
Well, this is my first blog posting, and I really like the Google Blogger layout. I may stick with this one, LOL.
Anyway, if you don't know me, chances are you shouldn't be reading this. Therefore I won't spend countless hours trying to amuse everyone with a "Who Am I" segment that looks like it was cut from a VH1 special.
More posts to come, hopefully daily.
Anyway, if you don't know me, chances are you shouldn't be reading this. Therefore I won't spend countless hours trying to amuse everyone with a "Who Am I" segment that looks like it was cut from a VH1 special.
More posts to come, hopefully daily.
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