This week’s video is from Sleigh Bells:
The song was featured in a key scene toward the end of season one of Jessica Jones. The rest of their work is worth checking out.
See you next week, when I have another one up.
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Don Durito
Left of center and lover of photography, music, pop culture, and life. Favorite quote - "There are no innocents. There are, however, different degrees of responsibility" (Lisbeth Salander, from Stieg Larsson's original Millennium Trilogy).
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BTW, I am considering bringing back the Friday Foto Flogging diaries if anyone might be interested. Probably make it a second Friday of the month thing and see what happens. Just getting a feel for whether a community is still possible in a community blog.
Yes, I would be interested, and it’s worth a try. But it seems the only thing that gets interest around here is Clinton and Democrat smashing. They aren’t interested in beauty.
Myopic is a word I would use.
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The fictitious character Michael Scott (or perhaps it is better to attribute this quote to Wayne Gretzky) said, “you miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.” I figure that applies not just to hockey, or to photography, but to life in general. So, I’ll take a shot or two and see what happens.
I will say that this was an extraordinary election season. When Trump began to look like a serious contender late last year, that was enough to spook me. Should have been enough to spook anyone with any vague awareness of what was at stake. The Dems could have put in a competent generic placeholder and that would have been good enough given the circumstances. Clinton was more than a placeholder, and was certainly more than sufficiently knowledgeable for the job. I am sure it goes without saying that there was much with which I would have disagreed with, but again, given the circumstances was willing to lay aside for the sake of those I serve, my immediate family, and some elderly relatives who now have to wonder what will happen to the Medicare and Social Security that they had counted on (and who for the record all voted for Clinton, because they, too, knew the stakes). I can wish for those still sniping at Clinton and those who supported her candidacy, whether tentatively or enthusiastically, would let it go. The sniping will not change the concrete reality that we have a huge problem on our hands, and many real living, breathing human beings will be hurt by what is to happen over the next few years. For some here, that may not matter. Getting down to brass tacks, we stand together or we hang apart. Those are the choices. Really is that simple. If it is going to be the latter, I’ll do my damnedest to protect me and mine for as long as possible. Just the way it is. In the meantime, though, there is much to this existence that I genuinely treasure. The way we experience music has transformed radically in my lifetime, and what I was experiencing in my youth was a radical departure to what was experienced by my ancestors. I can store hundreds of albums of music on a single flash drive and never listen to the same song twice on long road trips. From a cell phone, I can watch music videos, including recordings of live performances. That is insanely awesome. I can get photos from a simple cell phone that are nearly as good as the ones I used to take from a 35 mm camera back about three decades ago (and at one point I was really knowledgeable about all the ins and outs of manual settings), see my results immediately, and post them to Facebook or tweet them within seconds. Again, that is insanely awesome. I continue to marvel at the capabilities we now have at our fingertips. Simply being able to have this conversation, perhaps not in real time, but still have a conversation, on something meaningful to us – two individuals who have never met personally – is a marvel of the work of generations of scientists. That we can build virtual communities and tear them apart within a matter of short windows of time is both fascinating and disappointing. I guess that’s my long rambling way of getting to a point: we have something very special at our disposal if we simply choose to use it. We can actually teach each other how to unite on matter of national interest, as well as how to break that down to a local level. Whether or not we actually do that going forward is another matter. We make choices. I hope we make ones that allow us to stand together. So yeah, a few photos or music vids won’t change the world, but maybe they’ll remind a few of us needing reminding that we can learn a lot from each other, and that we may have more in common than we might realize, and that realization will lead to whatever it takes to change the world for the better. I need to hang on to that hope right now. I suspect I am not the only one.
A theme for an inaugural revived Friday Foto Flogging: Skylines. My own focus will be on an urban skyline from a recent work-related trip, but small town skylines can be interesting in their own right (probably have a few of those in my archives as well). We’ll see how it goes. December 9. Mark those calendars.
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Not demons, but Sirens. Which actually exist.
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Love the insinuations of the sirens here and the comedic way they are presented. Thanks for this one.
I’m not known as a subtle person.
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The delightful bizarreness of this performance always cheers me up:
That crazy dancing…
Good one from Sleigh Bells, Don. My wife and I loved Krysten Ritter’s performance on Breaking Bad, and I’ve heard recommendations from you and others for Jessica Jones. I’ll look to take the opportunity to see the series.
Speaking of memorable soundtrack contributions, we caught this one during the closing credits of the movie Spy. It’s a great, swaggering rocker:
Robbie Fulks was interviewed by Terry Gross a few years ago for her Fresh Air program; he brought his guitar and played a number of songs. Recognizing his reputation as a first-class songwriter, Gross asked Fulks to play a song from another songwriter that he admired. Robbie’s wonderful choice and exhilarating performance:
The lyric’s pure empowerment of its subject is terrific. It makes me mindful of the lyric in this one:
All the girls walk by/dressed up for each other
Love this stuff:
Fosse was a bad mofo.