Wednesday, 1 February 2012

AZ: After Murder Park by The Auteurs

So here it, albeit at least two weeks late: the first A to Z review. I must have sat down at my laptop half a dozen times with the aim of writing this; putting on Spotify and queuing up the album, writing a couple of sentences and then getting distracted and promptly doing something easier. I guess I've just not been in the mood for this whole writing thing, WHICH COMPLETELY NEGATES THE POINT OF THIS EXERCISE! The idea was to force myself into writing regularly and I scuppered my own chances before I even started. In theory I should have A and B written by now and here I am just ranting about not having written anything!
Best get started then as I have some catching up to do:



A: After Murder Park by The Auteurs
As suggested by Alex Spencer

My first impression was to comment on how fresh sounding this album is. But then I checked on Wikipedia and it turns out it After Murder Park was released in 1996! Well that just goes to show what kind of musical rock I've been under for the past eight years. So if it is not fresh, then I'll say it has aged extremely well - songs such as Unsolved Child Murder and the title track at close of the album are very musically relevant today, with the use of light distortion and strings sections which I feel has become more popular the past few years (see Arcade Fire, I Am Kloot, et al.). Having said that, I do think child-murders have gone slightly out of fashion.

There are a few musical inspirations I picked out on this album; whether these were intentional, real inspirations or just a happy connection made by my mind is a moot point. The first track in particular, Light Aircraft On Fire, has elements of Pearl Jam-esque grunge. I particularly enjoy the extremely well placed atonal moments that keep you on edge, longing for tonality to return. It's strange that this was the track that initially sparked my 'this album has a new feel to it' theory and now here I am comparing it to an even older band!
Buddah seems to me to ape late 70s Pink Floyd a little and every now and then I get a small taste of a PF drum-riff. I'm probably just going mad and hearing what I want to though.
Finally there is some good old-fashioned rocking out to enjoy on most tracks, which could be attributed to a whole wealth of tributes. I'll let you decide on these for yourself. Listening to the album, I caught myself experiencing involuntary head-banging a fair few times. Notable bangover inducers being Land Lovers and Married to a Lazy Lover.


Overall I have to say an interesting album and well worth a listen to. Not the up-to-date album I first thought, but one of those albums which survives the test of time, perhaps because it has elements of some giants before it which still linger on in our music collections. It may not end up on my most-played list but I think it will pop up it's head every now and then. I look forward to introducing myself to some more of The Auteurs music, I just need to make sure I don't end up wanting to see them live as I have a habit to do with dead bands.

6/10
Serving suggestion:
One of those albums which should be played on the walk home after the pub, when your way is lit by the dull-orange glow of the town and you can take your time to tipsily enjoy the music.

Tuesday, 3 January 2012

Return of the dav_i

This is a new year. This is a new blog. This is a new post.

I probably do this too often - I decide: "This is the year. This is the year I will BE CREATIVE!" - and then end up writing a couple of posts, a few of riffs on the guitar or maybe even a lyric. Then something happens... well the opposite of something - nothing. I get to a point and just think, "bollocks to this, too much effort" or have something better to do. Or just forget.

This year, this blog, will be different. I will prevail. A new year, a new leaf turned, a new resolution. A New Hope.

So I better make some plans...

The A-Z of Musical Discovery
There are 52 weeks in a year. There are 26 letters in the alphabet. Conveniently, 52/26 = 2.
Every fortnight, I shall endeavour to write a review of an album I have never listened to before. The first album will begin with 'A', the second 'B', all the way until the end of December 2012 with 'Z'.
For a nice piece of symmetry I may also try and get the suggestion from a friend with the same letter with the first review to be suggested by Mr. Alex Spencer.
Now I just need to make a friend with a name beginning with 'X' before the end of November!

Discographies
Probably mid-year, after I've got back into the swing of this whole writing thing, I will write a couple of reviews of discographies. Most likely candidates are Laura Marling, Muse and Radiohead. The criteria shall be; a) I am a fan of the artist, b) they have released three or more albums.
More on this idea in the future.

The Geek Strikes Back
You also best prepare yourself for my most likely anger-driven rants about science and technology. From Higgs Bosons to Apple iPhones, nothing will escape my wrath (or, more unlikely I admit, praise).

Okay. So here it is. Best of luck, me. This is being shared on Google+, Twitter and Facebook, so if you're reading this and you if by some chance you care, keep pestering me to keep my own blooming promises to myself and WRITE!

Happy 2012 one and all.

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

The Two Problems with Comptuers


You love your computer, don’t you. Go on, It’s okay, you can admit it here. No one will judge you.
You love the way you can keep in contact with your closest friends, spy on your dearest enemies, stalk people you have never met, watch TV shows you have missed (or haven’t yet missed), listen to music, write blogs…
But your affection has a darker side to it. Like a nagging feeling that is something wrong with the foundations of your relationship. You don’t experience the same excitement that there was when you first met each other.
The problem with the romance betwixt you and your beloved? The sad truth is that you have had to change for it.
When you first sat down at a computer (I mean really the first time, for me this would be when I was around four years old) you were presented by a series of shapes, or icons. Behind these shapes were untold wonders: words, pictures, even games; but first you must get to these shapes. Your natural reaction is to reach for the screen, the tactile sensation of glass on skin. The computer ignores you. Again: skin, glass, nothing. The portal to this strange world is a small piece of plastic called a “mouse”.

It gets even worse when it comes to talking to this strange electron-blooded creature. Instead of casually writing on a piece of paper, or talking, you must learn a whole new set of hand-eye-coordination skills in order to depress what you wish to say on an illogically laid out set of buttons.
“Okay, okay, we’ve heard this all before,” I hear you say, “But we have the Apple iPhone, the Microsoft Surface and the Perceptive Pixel screen now. These require no mouse or keyboard. Your point is moot dear fellow!”
Well, you may be right, however these are just novelties. A fun toy to show off to your friends with, or gimcrack displays to woo potential customers visiting your company lobby. Do you see Dell, HP, Mac or any other companies releasing personal computers with these? No, of course you don’t. Why? Change requires time and coordination. Technology must become popular enough for the cost to come down, companies to release operating systems for them and people to write programs for them.
An impossible task? Of course not, but with both consumer and company so set in their ways of using point and click interfaces, it’s going to be many a year before you scroll down this page by moving your finger down these words.
Finished. Problem sorted. Yes we can and all that jazz.
No.
The problem with computers isn’t just down to how we interact with them; the problem is the very essence of the computer itself. Past the clumsy RSI-inducing keyboard, past the infuriating operating system into the very soul of the machine. As the title of this rant says, there are two problems with computers: they go by the names of one and zero.
Binary, the beating heart of the modern day computer is the thing that is holding it back.
Tick. A series of bits switch from zero to one and visa versa. Tock. Numbers are stored. Tick. Sums are calculated. Tock. The answer is moved a little further along the chain. Tick. Tock. Tick.
Like a Nazi party parade, your computer marches high and low, true and false, one and zero, five volts and naught volts through the streets of the city of your motherboard. Trudge, trudge, trudge.
Computers are slow.
“Oh no,” you say, “they’re not slow and even if they are now, Moore’s law says every two years processing power double in speed.” (Dear nerds, I know it doesn’t quite say that, but effectively the result is the same.)
Unfortunately Moore’s law will come to it’s end. Binary computing can only get so small (down to a few molecules) and therefore fast.
My point, which I really feel I should get to, is that the power consumption of processors also follow Moore’s law and because of this binary computing is horrifically inefficient from an eco point of view. The human brain works considerably faster than any computer, and can store so much more information than the best hard drive. To put this into perspective: the whole of the Internet could be stored in three brains. All of this while consuming considerably less than even an energy efficient laptop, and taking up much less room than a server.
Our own internal computer does not use binary, it uses analogue: one, zero and everywhere in-between. Our electronics brethren struggle to read a book or listen to you shout profanities at it. The software that is used to do this can simulate what humans do, but this massively analogue task cannot be performed easily or efficiently by the strict regime of the digital world.
In order to achieve a suitable form of computing, we must abandon binary, and perhaps even electronics. Perhaps one day you may have to feed a snack to your new cuddly computer as it purrs gently on your desk, who knows? I like to think that a computer may just end up as an elegant looking block of glass, your old laptop now used to stop that wobbly desk.
I look forward to a world without ones and zeros. I look forward to a world without buttons (the extreme of this being removing the interface completely and imbedding straight into the brain). I look forward to this, but I do not hold out hope, we are too set in our ways.
Congratulations if you have read this far. You have lead a lot. Feel sorry for any computer trying to do the same.