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28 Aug 09 Drinking and blogging do not mix

Yikes. Let’s just pretend that didn’t happen.

30 Jun 09 A Michael Jackson/Mark Sanford retrospective

As news of Michael Jackson’s death struck the airwaves recently, I found myself somewhat detached from the media frenzy. For one thing, I first saw the news on FML. How strange is that? And yet it seems somewhat appropriate. I have always regarded Michael Jackson as a curiosity, an aberration. My first memories of him were reading about him in a World Book “yearbook”–1995, I think. There was a picture of him holding hands with Lisa Marie Presley. He was wearing black kneepads and a military-esque jacket and (I believe) dark aviator sunglasses. It was a rather disturbing image and one for which I had no context. The only reason I could discern for his fame was his eccentricity. His death prompted me to examine his artistic and enterntainment career more closely. I was naturally curious about what I was missing in light of a plethora awestruck obits. I have come to view Michael Jackson in a much different light as a result of this review. His body of work as an entertainer is legendary and without compare. His peak in the ’80s produced hits that transcend pop music because of Michael Jackson’s unique artistic abilities. He expands upon the merely catchy pop song by transferring emotion to his songs, embellishing them with his signature aural style. His incredibly skilled and unique dancing also propelled his stardom further through the burgeoning music video medium. No performer since has captured his world-class ability to combine an exceptional song with exceptional performance. His vocal performance captures his audience through his seamless transition of his unique self onto his songs. His visual performance further echoes this transposition of uniqueness through a singular dance style. His Motown performance of “Billie Jean” cemented in my mind his status as an unparalleled entertainer. I have come to appreciate his body of work in ways that I had not considered prior to his death. The somewhat tragic later years of his life should not obscure his legacy as a performer to those that have forgotten or those unfamiliar to begin with.

Mark Sanford’s affair that unfolded quite enthrallingly in the media has provided interesting fodder for the left. Those with left-leaning tendencies have used his affair as an opportunity to recall the recent imbalance of public infidelity of the right compared to the left (Ensign, Craig, etc.). I don’t necessarily have a problem with this when used to bring to light the extreme hypocrisy of many of these politicians who often publicly criticize “immoral behavior” while engaging in the very behavior which they claim to transcend. I think, however, that care should be taken to ensure that the left is not holding these indiscretions over the heads of their opponents in the same way that hypocritical politicians have in the past. Public figures on both sides of the aisle are susceptible to scandal; they are still human, after all (we think). I think once the point regarding hypocrisy has been made as well as it can, we should take to go no further with these scandals. Using them as evidence of our suppposed superiority over the right simply brings us down to their hypocritical level. It also threatens to distract from the more cogent policy differences by devolving the issues into ad hominem attacks. Mark Sanford had a very human moment. I would hope that he learns his lesson about “preaching” to other people about their suppposed “mistakes.” But once the initial point has been made, this should be dropped. By his own admission, he faces a complex aftermath. As a human being, he deserves to be able to work his own feelings about this privately. From his own accounts of his extramarital relationship, he may be still in love with this Argentinian woman; if the public scrutiny is the only thing preventing him from being with his true love, I would consider it a shame.

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01 Jun 09 A different perspective on baseball as metaphor

An interesting perspective on fantasy baseball as a critical lens. Fantasy baseball, and baseball more broadly, has great potential for illuminating, tangible metaphor. What I like about this particular example is that the author links baseball as metaphor to the specific. It seems that many people who examine baseball as metaphor tend to skew too general–”baseball as life.” That generality strikes me as a cop-out, because it really doesn’t require much work on the part of the creator or the reader to understand or apply.

29 Apr 09 My new banjo

Got my new banjo today. It’s a Gold Tone Whyte Laydie (the irony!). Pics below.

Someone’s trying to get some attention!

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26 Apr 09 I’m on The Onion Radio News

Or at least my name is. Listen.

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18 Apr 09 Cool time-lapse video

This video by Bruce Ely at the Oregonian is pretty interesting. It documents the construction of a tower in downtown Portland (and one that’s highly visible as you go into downtown from the north on I-405). A captivating process. My favorite part is when the house disappears into the trees and then reappears later.

My banjo is unfortunately out of commission at this time, as I broke a string when trying to change the strings (I’m guessing old strings are the reason that it was getting way out of tune). So now I’m stuck waiting for another set of strings next week.

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16 Apr 09 Banjo recording no. 3

Another song I’ve learned. It’s called “Cripple Creek,” as arranged by Bill Evans. Sorry for the quality, and my banjo is horribly out of tune, as you can no doubt hear. Anyway, here it is. This is by far my favorite song thus far. Fun to play.

Cripple Creek – Jonathan Lam

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14 Apr 09 Another banjo recording

A new, short song I learned today. It’s called “Boil Them Cabbage Down,” arranged by Bill Evans. I’m improving quickly, as I picked this song up fairly quickly compared to the last one, which took many days. The fretted pulloff is getting easier. It sounds like I misfretted a couple of times at the beginning of the C chord measures, but those are just first fret hammer-ons that for some reason don’t sound out (even in person, I can’t really hear anything). I’m either deadening the string when I hammer on (seems unlikely–my technique hasn’t changed) or this banjo just sucks (somewhat more likely). Next up to learn is “Cripple Creek,” which shouldn’t take too long to get down. I’ll probably post that tomorrow or the next day.

Boil Them Cabbage Down – Jonathan Lam

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13 Apr 09 Me playing the banjo

Here’s a recording of me playing the banjo. Sorry for the audio quality. The mic on this laptop is apparently horrible. The song is “Red River Valley” as arranged by Bill Evans. It took forever to get a recording in which I didn’t fuck up the song. I still mis-fretted a melody note (the one right after the first fourth string slide), but you can’t really hear it that much because the audio is shitty to begin with. And the fretted pulloff on the third string was iffy as usual. That will take some time to get just right. I just switched back to using my index finger for melody notes today after realizing I was just a lot better at hitting notes accurately with it. It has the added benefit of being much louder than my middle finger as well.

Here it is:
Red River Valley – Jonathan Lam

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05 Apr 09 I think I know what I want to do when I grow up

After some very cursory research done when I should have been doing homework (sickness is my excuse this time), I have come to the admittedly frail conclusion that I would like to be a sociologist. I already knew I wanted a Ph.D. and that I wanted to be a university professor, but now I think I know in which field of study that will be. My interest lies more specifically in sociomusicology; however, I reveal that guiltily, since part of me wonders if that is intellectually “rigorous” enough. At WSUV, that means a Social Sciences BA with concentration in sociology, with graduate school to follow somewhere else.

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