September 10th, 2017

3 Things

Episode 16: Roko’s Basilisk, Workweek, No Sand

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For those of you who don’t know, Roko’s Basilisk is the premise that AI might develop to create virtual hells for those who didn’t help develop AI, and, speaking of hell, the 40-hour workweek is brutal—but worry not, because the Earth is running out of everything, including sand! As our three experts of nothing discuss these issues in their many infantile styles like overgrown babies as awlays. For the most part, they spend their time complaining about the future, the present, and the past, as usual. Enjoy!

 


September 9th, 2017

Mutable Sound of the Month

Sophia Darby

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On a quiet summer evening some several months ago, I found myself sitting out on the grass beside a farm in New Hampshire, while on a haybed left parked just by the sheep pen a pair of musicians were in the middle of the most dreamy set of folk-pop. Later, I was to learn the singer-songwriter who stood with her hair perched on top of her head was Sophia Darby. Her voice has a similar lilting confessional style as Cat Power—the same casual almost lullaby quality that I enjoyed so much on early Cat Power masterpieces, such as Moon Pix and Covers—Sophia Darby has the power though to grab your attention and keep it there. I hope you enjoy this other candid video. Someone please produce her album!


August 14th, 2017

3 Things

Episode 15: Stories, Roadtrips, & Magic Lost

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In this episode of 3 Things, Gabe, Mal, and Adam ponder stories and what makes them tick, their favorite most horrible road trips and losing the magic. Gabe has his own ideas of what makes a good story, Adam talks about wandering off in Alaska, and Malcolm consoles everyone about how great 90′s hip hop was, and maybe those days are done, but those were some days. There’s always spelunking!

 


August 13th, 2017

This is not a Review...

…of Haints Stay
GBoyer

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[What follows below is an essay about Haints Stay. It is CHOCK FULL of spoilers. If you haven't read Colin Winnette's remarkable western, please buy it here before continuing on to the reading of the essay, or resign yourself to having your experience sullied by the author's analysis. That having been said...]

 

Haints Stay is something like as if Cormac McCarthy’s bloody West were touched by the hand of Samuel Beckett, and something of the aesthetic spirit child of Jim Jarmusch’s Dead Man, except for more honest. It breathes through its bloody teeth and sings in places you thought were immune to song. It has a power that is difficult for a reader to reconcile themselves with, but also difficult to turn away from, or something like rubbernecking a divine accident.

 

The book follows two brothers who are killers, Brooke and Sugar, and—as is often the case—a small altercation leads to one thing that then leads to another, and eventually a monumental tragedy. Around this aforementioned monumental tragedy are many series of other tragedies no less strongly felt. It is a brutal story told in the lilting tones of other brutal stories you may have read, but with a logic all its own. It’s true this isn’t a review, but that having been said, I loved this book.

 

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July 3rd, 2017

3 Things

Episode 14: All About Food!

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Malcolm talks about food trends, Gabe talks about his troubled history with food, and Adam talks about Roger Ebert’s cookbook this week on 3 Things. Is food an artform? What is “skin egg”? Did you know Roger Ebert used to bring a rice cooker with him to film festivals and cook up his favorite dishes in the pot while watching foreign dramas before his many unfortunate surgeries? Enjoy!

 


July 3rd, 2017

Is Still Cool S**t: in Hyde Park

Thus Spake the Terminator

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Speakers’ Corner is a place where anyone can get up on a soapbox and preach it, and Terminator 24 has been a fixture there for over four decades. A self-styled “symbolic ironic play striving to dream, explore, question, learn and live compassionately without fear, prejudice, hate and abuse,” the character of Terminator 24 [or T24 as he is sometimes called] came about as the result of one man’s questioning spirit as well as through his genuine efforts to interact with a wide variety of diverse tourists and visitors. I first saw this video probably more than 20 years ago, and Terminator 24′s remarkable brand of Socratic method struck me at the time and it strikes me as remarkable to this day.

 

The above film [by David Napier and Paul Dionne] features many of the characters you would have found at Speaker’s Corner in 1994, but it settles on Terminator 24, who is still there today, and if you ever make it to London, you should definitely take the time to visit Hyde Park and visit Speaker’s Corner to learn how this business of learning is done from the master himself. For more on Terminator 24, please feel free to visit his website.


June 8th, 2017

3 Things

Episode 13: “Beasts”, Enlightenmentexit, & Barter

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This week on 3 Things we talk about learning to be a beast to better learn how to be a human, whether or not we have as a society given up on the ideas and principles of the Enlightenment, and whether bartering is a viable economic option. Does smelling poop lead to better vision? Can our world continue to exist on a diet of fake news and geopolitical posturing? Would you barter poetry for a nose-hair hairdo? These are just some of the questions we grappled with this week!

 


June 8th, 2017

Manifesto of the Month

The Apocalyptic Manifesto
GBoyer

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Life is always a meeting point for other life. Death is a ruse. Money is a trick. Fear is what you must face and no matter how often you face it, it will not go away as long as you’re still alive, but not facing it is not an option. And the symbols we use to paint the world are only stand-ins for the emotions we use to paint our lives. While all the while, generally speaking, belief is the driving force behind our emotions, and how we see is who we are, and “if we are unable to see then no more you” sort of thing, and when there’s no you then you are easily manipulated by the money-lovers of the universe, and specifically through the use of the binary ruse system involving sex and death with obligation as the cohesion tying this entire faulty belief system together. Wow. I just said that.

 

Because the apocalypse is coming, dear friend, and no matter how hard you try to prepare yourself, you will not be prepared. There is no manual, and no obnoxious commander-in-chief will protect you from the coming s**tstorms of the already-erupted kaleidoscope of vomit we call our rapidly devolving environment, and so we need to reach out for each other as the winds swirl about our heads. Punching each other in the belly and back will only lead to the entire species flung off into the abyss, and nobody wants that—except perhaps for a few snarky bureaucrats hoping to make a few bucks off this erased future of ours.

 

Best case scenario? The cult literature and movies of yesteryear are the masterpieces we will pore over in the trash heaps of tomorrow. And we are currently writing each for our own individual cults, whether they be of an intersectional variety or the cult of capitalism, but we all increasingly just speak to our tribes in the hopes that our tribe is going to win the day, when no one wins at the end of this already evaporating day, and instead, in our efforts to speak primarily to our particular tribes, we are only becoming more tribe-like. But that having been said… I don’t want you to stop being tribe-like; I just want you to stop trying to win the day. Or rather, embrace the cult! Embrace your holy family! But understand that your cult will never save you, no matter how much you plead the future to leave your lawn untouched—as the world spirals into itself wildly, and our lives become as moot in the larger general firestorm of the geopolitical wondershow, and our children cease to have footing to take their next step in a history is not ended, but ending. It’s not that we are living at the end of history as our post-modern predecessors so gleefully pronounced, but in an ending of history as we know it, as our Mayan predecessors predicted with far less glee.

 

The ever-increasing annihilation of rival cultures—through effective deployment of the super-ideologies of the world—and our eyes become distracted by the glittering screen as our many internal voices are always hiding deeper within the growing shadows of this monoculture as it moves toward the abyss with the lethargic apathy of bureaucracies everywhere—while we also are stating the most outlandish of ponderables in the tones of the helpless while simultaneously snickering at ourselves with the most heartless of snickers, and the end is nigh become a fashion statement, because fashions are always ending—but there is one fashion that proves eternal, the fashion for the ending of things—and we are indeed witnessing an ending upon the earth—but what is ending and what will it’s ending lead to. This is the question that our apocalyptic literature asks. Where do you go after the end of the world?

 

To be nothing but a nothing that is.

 

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