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Oversimplified-and-sometimes-false truism: Among pop and dance music (I don’t care what kind it is), given one artists, their most popular songs likely are their best.

On the Green Album, the best three songs are probably Chime, Belfast, and Satan.

Today is the feast of the chair of Saint Peter.

From the New Catholic Dictionary:

Portable chair preserved at the Vatican and believed to be a chair used by Saint Peter, the extant testimony referring to it dating from the 2nd century.

– YESTERDAY – Work. Colloquium. Ride home. Dinner and reading. Sleep.
– WEATHER – Once again, the weather will be perfectly synchopated with your schedule; it will get cold this weekend and stay that way through Monday.

– FEBRUARY – is Library Lovers month.

Is Connor sufficiently equipped to review Orbital? No, not remotely, or even close, or even approximate… the last week has disabused me any notions as to that.

But is he able to talk about Orbital? I say, yes, if I can stick within the boundaries of familiar vocabulary and open inquiry, with the important conditional that certain others must accept my invitation to step in an share their more musically informed wisdom (I’m thinking of C.

If anybody isn’t dismayed by the prospect of work and has a thirst for exploits of a nature both Gothic and Funky, send me an email at connor hereisnowhy com and I’ll contact you within the next week.

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The New York Times: In Mardi Gras, a City Learns to Party Again

from the article:

No more than 200,000 residents have returned to what had been a city of 465,000, and those who ventured to the parade route were joined by only a scattering of tourists…

Tourism officials say that Mardi Gras usually attracts as many as 1.2 million visitors a year.

– YESTERDAY – What a refreshing day! And how much needed! I slept in until about ten, and spent all day cleaning, reading, and getting stuff done, but at a relaxed pace. I spent some time browsing the Electronic Music Guide and at nine PM, I met up with Jess and some kids from my class at Spain.

The Year I named “Year of the Horizon Divides,” spanning roughly from September 2001 to June 2002 was probably the shittiest year of my life. Which in a way probably says a lot for how good I’ve had it. Because in a literal breakdown, a fourth of the time I was relatively miserable, a fourth of the time I was simply frustrated, and a fourth of the time I was having a blast.

So about the layout this month…

The background may appear to be completely black, but if you have a high-resolution monitor or shrink the size of the text box so there’s an empty space at the bottom, you’ll see some white lights pretty clearly.

– I am posting at a couple minutes past midnight, and while it is technically Monday (Olympics coverage having given way to the local news), something feels pleasantly transgressive about the action. Bwa ha!
– THE WEEKEND – It was deleriously ineffectual, though for some reason i’m not all that disappointed.