Archive for September, 2007


About “Lair”

September 24, 2007

Tonight I’m listening to John Debney’s soundtrack for Lair1, one of the much-hyped titles unique to the PS3. The score is excellent — evocative, textured, exciting without being immature — to the point that I went to check out whatever I could find about the game’s setting at the official website. Go there, click on the Behind the Scenes link and see what may be the best concept art gallery I’ve ever seen on a video-game’s website. It’s not just pretty, but informative. It really makes me want to know more about the designers were intending for the game to be (since their testimony is the closest I’ll probably ever get, since I vow to never buy a PS3). Dragon-riding sky-knights duking it out in a war-torn, post-apocalyptic fantasy world with a full orchestral score? Sound’s terrific. Too badaboutthe game, …though.

Music: John Debney, “Elegy”

1. I wouldn’t have known it was even released if I hadn’t searched for it, since iTunes does such a lousy job of listing, cataloging, and announcing their soundtracks.


The Book As Clay

September 22, 2007

This dude, Brian Dettmer, carves up books like they were blocks of stone — if stone was loaded full of hidden Victorian woodcuts and juxtaposed words. The sculptures he ends up with are like nothing you’ve ever seen. Fucking amazing.

Following a couple of links and slipping a sawbuck into Google I learn that Dettmer’s a native of Chicago’s western suburbs who attended classes as Columbia College Chicago and eventually transplanted himself to Atlanta, like me. This is where the similarities end, I think. I work hard to get words into books, at which point they’re no better off. When he’s through with a book, it’s art.

I like to think this is just part of his reading process. This is something he does with his eyes and his mind, and he takes in a book. He sits down in a chair by the window to read a few chapters of, say, The Cults of the Roman Empire, and when he sets the book down on the coffee table, it is something else.

Noise: Underworld, “Shudder” (Live)


To Play It Like An Instrument

September 20, 2007

So, I bought one of these. (Why? Because I am irresponsible with money.) Am using it now. It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.


Leather Year

September 18, 2007

Today’s the third wedding anniversary, which they tell me is traditionally the year for leather and glass. So, you know… ouch. That sounds like kind of a weird night. I guess Sara could go out line dancing and beer-bottle-breaking, since she’s in Denver handling French art. I’ll be here in Atlanta, writing like crazy to catch up on a missed deadline. Ever on and on.

Noise: The White Stripes, “Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground”


The Golden Apple

September 2, 2007

The old external hard drive is replaced. The names of its three partitions have been re-absorbed into the list of possible names for future devices, and the new hard drive is here. As of this writing, I have erased the hard drive on Arethusa (the MacBookPro) and am reinstalling software updates from the last year or so, to bring the thing up to date. (I am writing this on the eMac.) This, like the massive back-ups I did all through the night, will take a couple of hours. When it’s done, I will re-install Boot Camp, re-partition the hard drive, and install a few of the PC games I’ve been playing of late: EVE Online and LOTRO.

You know what this means. A new peripheral means a new pretentious, overwrought name must be chosen. And, Lo!, it is done.

The new external hard drive is a Seagate FreeAgent Pro. It glows this weird amber color. Thus, its single, enormous partition (about 450 GB) has been named the Golden Apple.

The Golden Apples of the Hesperides, not to be confused with about a million other golden apples (and peaches of immortality) from various world mythologies, were hidden on an island in the far west, beyond the Straight of Gibraltar, and protected by a hundred-headed dragon. Hera wanted to be certain that their life-giving power didn’t fall into wrong hands. (Hera tended to have a funny notion of “wrong hands,” though.) The Golden Apples were the target of Hercules’ eleventh labor.

Whereas the last HD was intended to house data from our PC and our Macs, this one is dedicated to our Macs alone. Plus, since the job of this new HD is to approximate a degree of immortality for the data of the other hesperid computers — Arethusa (second definition) and Hesperia (first definition) — the name seems fitting. Beyond all that, it reminds me of an old haunt in my beloved Chicago.