Mario Paint+Eisenstein=Genius? Sacrilege? You Be The Judge!

Yoshi!

Where's the lookout?!

In the past year, I’ve noticed an increased presence on the hell-o-sphere utilizing the early MIDI capabilities of Mario Paint,

The game, designed for the Super Nintendo Sytem, was an ‘application-type’ game that was one of the first to enable mouse control of musical notes one might place in the hilarious compositional interface, or, even cooler, to utilize primitive stop-animation capacities.

Enter Hunter Fairstone (www.roxpeen.blip.tv) a friend and undergraduate film student at Hampshire College who conceived of the idea during his machinima class of subverting one of those most canonized, sacrosanct scenes from film history, the “Odessa Steps” from Sergei Eisenstein’s Battleship Potemkin. Using nothing but Mario Paint and a deep-seated love/jadedness for the film typical of the film student set, Hunter elevated the scene to a quasi-psychedelic/minimalist 16 bit masterpiece. After showing it to one of his film professors, she remarked that this might be the most offensive thing she’s ever seen. Glorious praise if there ever was any. Take a peek:

Battleship Mario

And the original:

The Odessa Steps Sequence from The Battleship Potemkin

Remember this?

In other news, my new buddy Patsy K. Eagan tipped me onto a pretty damn interesting New Yorker article that some of you might have missed due to that issue’s eye-catching cover (I find it highlarious, btw). It’s a detailed ‘adventure’ into California’s growing culture, but what really struck was many of the interviewees’ reasons behind their current pursuit: the need to aid their anxiety. High recommended. Check it here.

Workinonit

Not usually one to even acknowledge, let alone celebrate my birthday, after this past weekend I do believe I contracted birthday fever! And you know what I did? Not a damn thing! Well, I did see Kode9, theoretician cum DJ/producer who turned my world upside down (not that the drinks didn’t help) with his funky house/dubstep direction. The rest of the weekend, I read, was given various pats on the back, and finally got back to making some music.

Turned 24. When I turned 23, my beer belly finally came in (oh, us late bloomers!), so I’m hoping this is the year I grow real, full-sized moobs

Lately, I’ve been crazy busy working to promote my company, PONO’s, Give Love, Practice Peace (link) campaign, an effort to promote awareness and funds for Al Gore’s The Climate Project, Give a Girl a Chance, and the National Defense Resource Fund (check). The post-collegiate hellscape is a tricky one. Shuffled off to entry-level jobs unsure of pretty much everything; all I can say is that I am pleased I get to learn something new everyday through my work. I mean, I worked at Taco Bell for over a year, so learning about stuff like SEO and all that these internets contain is rewarding to say the least.

Man, I’m in a sappy mood, huh? I think that calls for a sappy song, does it not?

Romanthony-The Wanderer

Each time I hear this song, I feel like I’m making up for 13 years of lapse

Well, Hello There!

get a grip

And a good day to you, fair friend! The name’s Terrorbooty but don’t let the name full you; peace and love is what I’ about (cheesy, but true). So what’s my shtick? I work on e-commerce for the beautiful people at PONO, a lovely NYC-based accessories line who are also fueled by peace and love. Goes to show what a philosophy/history degree gets you these days. Currently, I live by myself in Ohio and come to the city monthly; it’s pretty chill. But besides music and learning, I am an electronic musician/fanatic and play in a slew of weirdo projects. So what better way to unify multiple personalities than a blog?!

Surveying the virtual desert that is the blogosphere, I decided that what the internet truly, truly needed was another blog, especially one by an anonymous androgynous information junkie! Seriously though, I envision this to be a daily mish-mash of musings on the high and low, a phrase you hopefully won’t see me use again. These days, what the difference? Whether it be Spinoza or Speidi, Gucci and Goodwill, and Lil Wayne or LaMonte Young, everything feeds into and off of each other. Thanks for that one internet!

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Yeah, one’s a pop song with a wicked beat and some of Weezy’s best free association and the other’s a 10 minute drone piece, but for me, there is no difference. These homies are Zen soulmates for life; they won’t stop, can’t stop.

In other news, there’s an extremely fascinating article in July’s Elle (the one with professional clothes horse Mary-Kate Olsen on the cover). “What, an intriguing article in Elle???” Well, in the course of doing some accessories research for my job, I came across an article by Patsy K. Eagan about the relationship between anxiety and marijuana. Having suffered from the one since I was three and used the other for some time to help ease my angst, I found it an oddly moving article to find in Elle of all places! I currently can’t find it online, but I contacted Patsy and maybe, just maybe, she’ll slip me a copy to share.

Tomorrow’s my birthday, which I usually don’t give two shits about, but the fantastic DJ/producer Move D, whose Drone single is a definite fave for the year, is playing Sunday’s Best at The Yard from 3-9pm and it will be banging! No stylized mannequins there, just good people who love to get down!

Talk about random. Hopefully talk to you all tomorrow!