tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54347822011-04-21T15:45:02.602-05:00Both remarkable and wond'rous.brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.comBlogger2601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1138560070417282182006-01-29T12:35:00.000-06:002006-01-29T12:41:10.430-06:00

First the facebook account, then the cell phone, then the trendy shoes, now this?All just part of consciously making myself less of an anti-social Luddite. Or, put another way, rendering obsolete things that work perfectly well because everybody else does it.

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Oh, how seriously we take ourselves.

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Today I was driving my bus, and a guy, after proclaiming that, dude, he was totally stoned, took up my garbage can and vomited mightily into it. Pretty much the same sequence of events immortalized in this cartoon. Cosmic powers surge through me...Back to school. Back to drawing political cartoons, back to giving free bus rides to vomiting bastards, back to no time to do anything. Also I

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I bought a digital camera. Today I traipsed through Goosetown (the old part of Iowa City once populated by Bohemian settlers) and Hickory Hill Park to get some pictures. Here are some of the good ones:Tornado siren looming over Brown and Governor.This one probably could have been framed better.Fairchild Street.Cliche enough for you?Some sort of... thing in the middle of the woods.Civilization,

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1136879452679402152006-01-10T01:20:00.000-06:002006-01-10T01:50:52.776-06:00

Break is almost over. I've accomplished a lot! Updated the site (almost done with that anyway), got a lot of reading done, listened to a ton of great music (working on a blog post about that), drove a few buses, practiced the piano, had some fantastic parties, played some chess with Michael Tabor, even drew some comics. This is what life should be like! I haven't been depressed yet this year!

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1136796668436116282006-01-09T02:03:00.000-06:002006-01-09T02:51:08.526-06:00

We've got this game called "Poor Pussy." Basically, one person kneels in front of another person and meows at them three times. The goal for the other person is to NOT laugh. You kind of have to see it. I'm not very good at it. Usually, I crack up before they even start the first meow! Stay with me, I'm going somewhere with this. So the one time I tried it as the meower instead of the

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I've stumbled upon this video of Sergei Prokofiev playing the piano and then briefly being interviewed in the late 1940s in his dacha outside of Moscow. So that's what his voice sounds like! I don't know what piece he plays at the beginning, nor do I have any idea what he's saying. Anybody know Russian? I can, however, tell you that the piece he's playing in the silent snippet at the end of

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The first one of these found its way to the drivers' board at the Cambus office. It's always weird when your art gets a different audience than the one you thought it was going to get.

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Because I just love it when you see things on January 1st that are already copyright that year, I'm updating my web site. The new index page is lookin' pretty good.Oh, and you might notice that there's a thing under "Comics" that no one's heard of before. It's called "Brian W. Lenth in..." and it's the name of a new thing I'm trying. It started with this comic, remember, back in May? I

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I had high hopes for this one, and they weren't really met. Sort of like the year 2005.

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I've been reading books. Let's see if I have anything intelligent to say about them.+ Player Piano by Kurt Vonnegut. His first novel, channeling Orwell. The storytelling skills - that page-turning fuel - are there, but the stylistic voice of the mature "so it goes" Vonnegut I love so much is absent. The guy who much later claimed that the secret to good writing is don't use semicolons! is the

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Four jobs you've had in your life: Bakery cashier, Newspaper cartoonist, School bus driver, Transit bus driverFour movies you could watch over and over: Contact, Fargo, A Hard Day's Night, Love and DeathFour places you've lived: Iowa City; Laramie, Wyoming; Albuquerque, New Mexico; um, Iowa City again.Four TV shows you love to watch: Seinfeld, M*A*S*H, Arrested Development, TaxiFour places

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I was feeling reflective, and decided to read the last year of my blog. I came across this post in which I reproduce the poem When I Was One-and-Twenty by A. E. Housman, a piece of verse which cautions against recklessly falling in love. I re-read that poem and realized how poignantly ironic it is that I made that post, back then, when I was twenty-one, and could have used the advice. I have a

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My neighbors (from the other half of the duplex) made this exact snowman in the front yard, with the tree sticking out of his body. Danny recognized the uncanny reference to Calvin and Hobbes and assumed naturally that I'd done it. I wish I had! Saturday we might make some snow goons in the back.I'm reminded of this (probably Calvin-inspired) snow day back in high school:

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It's interesting to see editorial cartoonists working on the topic of editorial cartoons.Now that the Tribune Company is firing a handful of high-profile award-winning cartoonists, it's making me want to pursue that career path even less than I already did.

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I'm basically finished with school, save a few finals (which usually don't give me too much trouble). My projects for break include:- Making the music video for The Michael Tabors- Updating all hell out of my web site- Driving to Minnesota to visit Christer- House/Dog sitting for Christine Rutledge- Washing the dishesI started storyboarding for the music video today. It's going to be cool!

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I sprained my left foot while performing at Best Of No Shame last night. It hurt a lot. This morning I went to the hospital. I'm on prescription pain killers, so I'm really tired and that's all I have to say.

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Um, this cartoon is to accompany an article about a proposal in Congress to allow legal drinking for 18-21 year olds in the military. I couldn't find anything about this on the internet, so I don't really know anything about it. I guess I'll read the article.

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Yesterday Dirty Sixty played live. It went OK I guess. A few fuckups. It started off pretty rocky (I broke a guitar string, a brand new one purchased the day before, during the second song). Some of the subsequent songs were great, including our finale - a hilarious rendition of Johann Strauss II's Frülingsstimmen Walzer. But man, I was really nervous throughout, probably owing to the fact

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Get it? IC Alley? ICY? It's CLEVER.I thought I would get in a good sketch of winter before it loses its novelty. I love the first snow.

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Oh God, I love Pes. His films are kind of like the stop-motion films they used to have on Sesame Street, except less about learning how to count and more about copulating furniture. I had to watch Roof Sex about fifteen times in order to fully believe it.The "Short Shorts" are lower-concept but equally creative. I enjoy the anthropomorphic peanuts in Rogue Peanut and Baby Nut.

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When your internet connection goes out, you go instantly from cosmopolitan to troglodyte. If you have no life outside of the internet, that is. Speaking of which, my site has been updated.Lot of great musical stuff going on these days...1) The aforementioned AAD.2) Dirty Sixty's first ever live show is coming up this weekend. Saturday, 7 PM at Uptown Bill's (401 S. Gilbert St.). We're

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My internet connection's been out since Tuesday morning. Blast.On Monday, however, I got good use out of it; when I spent the bulk of the day making an album with fellow cartoonist/musician/quiet genius James Roberts, who lives in the UK. Quite a bizarre project, really. I'm not sure if any trans-Atlantic albums-a-day have ever been made - not that I'm expecting this fact to win us the

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Remind me to keep myself away from musical instruments of any sort when trying to do schoolwork. Idly strumming my ukulele while researching for my chemistry paper, I ended up starting to write a pretty catchy song about Perfluorooctane Sulfonate. I'm tempted to submit this song as my assignment, thereby making my GPA a martyr to the cause of interdiciplinary education.Remind me to keep myself

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1131928225101745182005-11-13T18:15:00.000-06:002005-11-13T18:35:14.196-06:00

I picked up some freelance work this weekend:This is for my good friend Chris Renk, who composed a band piece entitled Metropolis Dawn a few years ago. He's going to try to get it published, and needed a picture for the cover of the score that he actually has the rights to. Let's wish him a lot of luck!This drawing is inspired by Lewis Wickes Hine's nausea-inducing photography of the

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The vote has been cast. Public power failed, 33% to 67%. The champaigne glasses are clinking at the MidAmerican headquarters as we speak. Another year, another disappointment.On a brighter note, the two council candidates I voted for - Amy Correia and Mike O'Donnell - both won (by a slim margin).

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MidAmerican has spent $500,000 on their campaign to sway us to vote "NO" on the public power referendum (contrast with the opposition's $16,000). This campaign consists of commercials which essentially say "startup energy projects are risky, and you're all stupid and would probably screw it up!". But the thing that bothers me is that they've convinced everyone through their ads that the

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The Iowa City city council election is next week. It's probably not a little fallicious to compare it with Iraq's recent constitution referendum election, but then again I think it's interesting to contrast the level of support for the Iraq War to the relatively low voter turnout in this country. People shouldn't tout freedom and democracy if they can't even be bothered to visit their own

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Sketching is a great stress-reducer. This afternoon the weather was beautiful and I sketched this scene on N. Linn St while waiting for my laundry to finish tumbling:(Click for the large non-crap version.)The car looks a little funky, proportionally. And I think I would have done well to use a little atmospheric perspective to keep the background at bay. Compositionally, I like it though. The

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1130473986600446212005-10-27T22:54:00.000-05:002005-10-27T23:52:46.366-05:00

I just saw eighth blackbird. Until tonight, a big part of me thought that contemporary music was a lost cause, and that true innovation was impossible anymore. This was making my life as a composer somewhat pointless and stupid. But wow. I walked away from this concert with a severe dent in my concept of music, indeed art itself.I'd already shedded the notion that "classical" music is

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My internet connection has been down since Friday. "Information Age" my left ass!I tell you!

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I'm looking at a little box of paper clips, and it's funny how its label in English, French and Spanish is sort of like a miniature, postmodern poem:55 Paper Clips55 Trombones55 ClipsSay that in your best William Shatner voice. Moving!Those curious about how the "big date" was I will refer again to this page from the QPQ archives, because it is, detail for detail, how things transpired. To no

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It's always fun to parody somebody else's style.On Wednesday, one of my heroes - Robert Mankoff - will be giving a lecture here. I'm sort of hoping he'll pick up a copy of the DI that day and see this cartoon.Of course, I'm not even sure if it'll get printed, as I am not sure as to the DI's stance on publishing weird cartoons that intentionally don't make any sense.

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I had a busy weekend. Three days of running back and forth between Oscaloosa and Ottumwa to play in these communities' symphony orchestras. The former was actually a decent concert; a bunch of "child prodigies" doing concerto movements, and then the orchestra did Schubert's Eighth. The latter was a horrendous pops concert with us backing a local Jazz combo, the result of which was probably the

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You can tell I'm a little bit tired of this job. This is the worst art I've created in a while.

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I check Wikipedia every day just for its Featured Article. Today's was on just about my favorite thing ever: the Hubble Deep Field. The HDF came out in 1996, when I was a 12-year-old amateur astronomer, and was probably a formative thing in my life. I can recall long periods of staring at it in an issue of Sky and Telescope magazine, trying to comprehend it. A magnified picture of a tiny

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I was feeling crappy this evening, until I stumbled on this video of Tex Avery's Red Hot Riding Hood. That cheered me right up. It's incredible how fresh this film is today, more than 62 years after it was made.Not that I'm a paragon of entertainment knowledge or anything, but I can't think of anybody (other than Walt Disney perhaps) who contributed more to the American popular cultural

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I'm starting to doubt that I'll be able to stretch my meager income to cover rent, utilities, food, and the hundreds of dollars of textbooks that I charged and haven't yet paid for. I'd work more, but that would involve spending less time on school stuff (I'm stretched pretty thin in that respect as it is). Indeed, school events force me to sign off work shifts. As I write, I am skipping work,

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My editor has been begging me, or rather assertively reminding me, to give him two cartoons a week like we agreed on, instead of the one a week that I've actually been doing. So instead of using my one big elusive chunk of free time to actually do a cartoon, I spent much of it making a new page on brianlenth.net for my DI stuff. Oh, and of course writing a blog entry to talk about this.

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A 90 degree day in October is much worse than a 100 degree day in July.

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Text is hard to draw. And it never comes out looking exactly right. I could just do it in Photoshop and use a font, but to me that always looks even more wrong for some reason.Anyway, to explain: right now the citizens of Iowa City are preparing to vote on a referendum to investigate forming an independent city-run energy utility to replace the current service provided by MidAmerican Energy Inc

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40 minutes of perusing Sam Javanrouh's fantastic blog, and now I'm completely decided: I'm going to save up for a camera. Another outstanding source of photographic inspiration for me has been the Library of Congress' FSA/OWI collection, a series of photographs from the 1930s and 1940s documenting the quality of life during the Great Depression. There's a lot of great photos from New Mexico

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Going after the big issues. I wanted to catch that romantic nautical spirit of those cool paintings you see of ships in stormy waters. I don't think I really succeeded in doing this, unfortunately. But I guess it looks okay. I hope people will be able to tell that's a giant cannon and not, I don't know, a big elephant seal or something. I do a lot of worrying like this before my cartoons go

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I visited Dan in the hospital. He's pretty messed up, but on his way to a full (but slow) recovery. Two broken ankles, a shattered tibia and a broken femur, and a messed up hand. Don't be a motorcycle moron, kids, you know what I mean? He's incredibly lucky he's alive, as he wasn't wearing a helmet. Yesterday I had the chance to hear the Cedar Rapids Symphony and Susan Starr play Prokofiev's

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Wow, my roommate just got in a pretty nasty car accident. I think he broke his leg. He doesn't want visitors, so I don't know when I'll find out how bad he is.

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I figure I might as well start putting my new cartoons here in my blog, and eventually I'll make a page for them on the site. I don't know how the Daily Iowan feels about me publishing these cartoons here, but that's not something I'm going to worry about unless they decide to start paying for them.Okay, so this is to accompany a point-counterpoint about the words "under God" in the pledge of

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I'm starting to remember why I've never liked school in the past. Frankly, college is not so much about learning as it is about proving you've learned stuff. Once you've proven you've learned stuff, you forget it all like it was totally meaningless.Right now I'm trying like hell to get used to my new life. Four weeks ago I was loafing around, watching TV and listening to music all day. Now I

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1125781160361500702005-09-03T15:30:00.000-05:002005-09-03T15:59:20.366-05:00

I've had an extremely good, extremely bad week.I met with Dr. Fritts, the head of the Composition department. He listened to my clarinet piece, and said some very good things about it (and he only heard the first two minutes, which I thought was the weakest part). Also, Michael Tabor and Jamal are interested in doing a show with Dirty Sixty and their band, The Michael Tabors. Holy cats! I've

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I try not to work myself in too much of a tizzy over how atrocious the American news media are, but seriously. Today I was watching CNN and they were reporting on weather predictions this year from the Farmer's Almanac, which apparently predicted Hurricane Katrina with a margin of error of a few days. This, of course, means to illiterate network producers that this book's predictions - which

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I've gotten a job doing editorial cartoons at the Daily Iowan. I applied for the hell of it, and now that I have the job, it's a little scary. I've worked for a newspaper before, and I can't say I particularly enjoyed the experience (although I suppose that was more due to my own self-consciousness than anything else). What gives me a lot of anxiety now is that I've never really done any

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1123831613634826762005-08-12T02:01:00.000-05:002005-08-12T02:26:54.056-05:00

I drew this today. I enjoy sketching. It's very meditative, in a way; you're immersed in your environment in a completely different way. You're not just looking at a thing, you're studying the thing, filtering it through your brain, and transmitting it visually onto a piece of paper, then taking it home with you.I was thinking about how this power plant looks like a weird, post-modern

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1123471547204043132005-08-07T21:15:00.000-05:002005-08-07T22:28:24.686-05:00

Which Looney Tunes character are you?I admit that I enjoy online quizzes. This one hit the nail on the head. Daffy Duck! You scored 0 Aggression, 28 Sophistication, and 42 Optimism! Generally non-aggressive (or perhaps passive-aggressive), vulgar, andpessimistic, you can at times be both highly entertaining and veryannoying. While occasionally you might be prone to

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Today I finished moving the last of my stuff over to my new place. I like the new house so far, although N. Governor St. leaves a little to be desired. It's a little sobering to realize that technically I live on State Highway 1, or at least the northbound part of it. When the really big semis drive by, the whole house shakes. But living in a place that I can actually afford is going to be

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1122709844870007452005-07-30T02:01:00.000-05:002005-07-30T02:50:44.910-05:00

I'm now sitting in my almost-empty apartment at two-thirty in the morning, having a dinner of Libby's canned yellow cling peaches and a bottle of beer. This has got to be a new low.Lately I've been quite mired in the process of moving. I enjoy moving, even with the hell of finding roommates, looking for new places, paying deposits, and the eventual lifting lots of heavy things. It's all worth

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1122006023470617802005-07-21T23:15:00.000-05:002005-07-21T23:20:23.476-05:00

The temperatures have been ridiculous lately. They're predicting 104 degrees on Sunday. Good lord. So I am generally miserable, physically and emotionally.On August 1st, however, I'm moving into my new place, which is 1) cheap, 2) air-conditioned, and 3) doesn't smell like dead things.

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Now it's time for me to speak exhaustively about my trip.I sort of balk at calling this trip a vacation. It was a vacation for the other guys, but for me it was the pedestrian act of visiting family (and in the wake of my aunt's death). Moreover, it was a bizarre sort of time travel or dimension jump, in which I spent a great deal of time imagining an alternate reality in which I hadn't dropped

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I'm back. I had fun.

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Quit it, Al Qaeda. Just... quit it.So a consortium of powerful world leaders finally sits down together to discuss climate change and poverty and what we should do about it; it figures that some assholes would bomb London and change the whole climate (har har) of the summit.Right, so although violent terrorism isn't going anywhere anytime soon, and neither is Bush's unilateralism, I am happy to

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Well, things have actually gotten a lot worse for me. So much worse that I'm considering becoming an evil supervillain with a secret identity. I'll change from mild-mannered (if slightly misanthropic) Brian Lenth to evil, conniving Doctor Lazarus; cackling wickedly as I draw up a brilliant plan to steal the sun. Look out, Gotham!The good news is that I can't possibly see how things can get yet

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My aunt died yesterday. I liked her a lot. She died unexpectedly from complications after a kidney transplant. So it goes. Today I played in a string quartet at Chris's brother's wedding. I wonder if anyone noticed the misanthropic smirk I wore through the ceremony. I hate wedding music. I hate how Christian weddings and cell phone ringtones are now just about the general public's only

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It's funny that every time there is a potato or something that looks like it has a female face, people think it's the Virgin Mary. This piece of toast is purportedly one such Marian apparition, but to me it looks more like Katherine Hepburn.Just thought I'd say.

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Some motorist blacked out or something while driving down Prairie Du Chien Rd. today and drove across several front lawns, hitting mailboxes and fire hydrants, dodging trees, finally crashing into some unfortunate person's house. This was two doors down from where Jake lives, and he actually witnessed this happen; or at least saw his own mailbox exploding and heard the horrifying crunch of the

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I haven't had very many interesting things to say lately in this blog. I apologize. It is summer, and the days are long and uneventful. There's been a lot of bowling. A lot of good movies. A reasonable amount of good times. A lot of bus driving. A lot of bicycling. A lot of trying and failing to get a significant amount of work done on compositions and stuff. Also a lot of stressed out,

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I just opened my Road Atlas to Missouri and a huge bug crawled out!!

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I'm depressed.

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I'm suffering from burnout. It's true that I've been a lot more productive recently than I typically am in the summer. But I think all that energy has started to catch up with me. I am actually too tired to eat. I haven't eaten since breakfast. I'm really hungry.However, today I managed a redesign of my web site. It wasn't a whole lot of work, because it was a design I had toyed with back when I

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1118306021366687152005-06-09T03:33:00.000-05:002005-06-09T03:39:03.226-05:00

It's one of those really great summer nights when it's warm and humid and there's a thunderstorm off in the distance. I was just walking around the neighborhood watching the lightning and I'm in a reflective mood.Here's the thing: it's 2005 (or 2004 as I typed the first time). I have many friends from high school who have now graduated from college. They now have lives and careers. Most of them

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For the zero-to-one of you who might have been worried, no, I did not contract a new strain of Avian Influenza and die, living long enough only for the virus to mutate to a form that can be transmitted between humans, thereby beginning a pandemic by which tens of millions will perish. That did not happen. I was just sort of tired and depressed and not feeling like updating my blog for a week or

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I've been sick. Very sick. I'm not sure with what, flu I guess. Yesterday I should not have gone to work; the irony was apparent as I bussed hundreds of health care professionals from their workplace to their parking lots, as my head lolled about exhaustedly behind the wheel.There's nothing like being sick to really take the edge off of you, to dim your emotions and null your ambitions. Not

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My life has been eh. A lot of it good, some of it rather not as good. But I can't complain.Megan and Liz have taken to calling me "stupid fuck." I think it started as Megan's response to me spilling beer once, and it just sort of caught on (ironically, spilling beer was very low on the list of stupid things I did that evening). I don't really mind it, it's always a little special to have a

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Samuel Barber. Leonard Bernstein. Pierre Boulez. Benjamin Britten. John Cage. Aaron Copland. Henry Cowell. Harry Partch. Cole Porter. Francis Poulenc. Alexander Scriabin. Stephen Sondheim. Each one of them gay or bisexual. Apparently the exception rather than the rule among twentieth-century composers.

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Why were there so many good reviews? Revenge of the Sith is terrible, utterly terrible. I have never walked out of a theater with such a sour expression in my life.Reasons why it's terrible? Two major things: Hayden Christensen delivering an unforgivably awful performance as Anakin, and George Lucas' incredibly amateur writing and directing. Christensen's "dark" acting was a simple matter of

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This is quite possibly the first time I've ever said a mental "Fuck yeah!" to anything Donald Trump-related.So, the issue of utmost importance to all of us is Star Wars - Revenge of the Sith, a movie whose midnight screening tonight at Cinema 6 I am lucky enough to have a ticket to (Jake waited in line all night)! I can't wait... this film is, like Anakin Skywalker, the "chosen one," in that it

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I've had a very bizarre weekend. Everything is going screwy. I'm very stressed out. That's about all I'm at liberty to say. Sorry for the vagueness.I'm more than a little annoyed at the weather. I can't really be happy unless I get a really nice day once in a while. And the weather here has been pretty bad. It's unsettling, as May is usually about the nicest it gets, and for the entire month so

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Well, I had a great time in Minnesota. Even though I was only there for about three and a half hours, I felt bizarrely welcome. As I foresaw, it was incredibly weird listening to my piece played by real-live musicians... and also weird receiving tons of compliments about said piece (for some reason, I don't do well with compliments, especially sincere ones). It was utterly shocking to see John

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Tomorrow (today, technically) I'm driving to Minnesota. Chris has been working on "Mirth and Hilarity" with a pianist who is, I'm told, extremely good. So I'm going up to Northfield to check on the progess of things, I guess. Anyway, it should be fun and interesting and slightly terrifying. It's amazing: I poured hours into writing and revising a piece of music, and tomorrow, at long last, I'm

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It's been an incredibly excellent weekend.Friday: dead week at No Shame. As is always the case with dead week, the show was pretty good; and there were three musical numbers by my new favorite band The Michael Tabors. Also, we found out that my Dirty Sixty song made it to Best Of No Shame next week. Lots of people go to Best Of! Wow! And then later we all went to Village Inn and afterwards

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Yesterday there was a woman riding my bus who could only be described as "belligerently insane." One of those cases where someone is so mad at the world because she sees what she thinks is the simple solution to everything, and is incensed that nobody else sees it her way. This woman noticed that the front doors of my bus kept getting stuck open, and I was closing them by reaching over with my

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Yesterday was Earth Day. Imagine my disdain at reading in the paper that the House passed an energy bill aimed ostensibly at "boosting domestic production;" but basically just includes huge tax breaks for energy companies, provisions for Alaska oil drilling, and a liability waiver for manufacturers of a toxic gasoline additive which contaminates the drinking water of 1,800 communities in 29

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I've been a big fan of T. Coraghessan Boyle lately, and was delighted to find out that he's coming to do a reading and a rememberance of Writers' Workshop director Frank Conroy on Friday at the UI. The only problem is, on Boyle's web site, he said that this event would take place on Thursday, so I had work signed off on Thursday, and NOT on Friday. What's more, it turns out that the event is

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I talked to an academic advisor yesterday. I'm starting to actually feel like an upperclassman. I have all of my gen-ed requirements out of the way (except for four semesters of foreign language) and a few Music requirements to boot. I'm 95% sure I've decided on being a Composition major. Education is fine in that it actually could equate to dollar signs after graduation, but honestly I can't

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Well, we played "I, the Undersigned" at No Shame. It was a big hit. That was fun! We made a shitty not-very-good-sounding recording of it. One of these days I'll learn how to be comfortable performing stuff... or how to be comfortable doing ANYTHING I guess. Tomorrow I'm going to my mom's house.

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Well, life has been one disappointment after another lately, which I won't go into much detail about. But fuck it; if it wasn't for disappointment, I wouldn't have any appointments (to quote John Flansburgh). Since I'd rather like this blog to be relative happy-land, I'll discuss the good things. For one, it's April, and I've been bicycling a lot. We're nearing the end of the semester.

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Two movies that begin with 'S' that you should immediately run, not walk, to your nearest cinema to see: 1) Alexander Payne's Sideways. 2) Frank Miller's Sin City. My thoughts on the former: that was such an amazingly good movie, and not just because Paul Giamatti's character so uncannily reminded me of myself, but because it really was a wonderfully directed, acted, written and photographed

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1) I just bought the Looney Tunes Golden Collection Vol. 2 from www.deepdiscountdvd.com. Free shipping!2) I have 33 hours and 23 minutes of Prokofiev on my computer! That's a day and a third! And probably only about half of his total composed oeuvre. Also, my HUGE Winamp playlist is now at 391 hours, that's right, half a fucking month of music.3) It's a nice day outside and I am in a good

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Hi. I've had a very bad week.

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I like this poem:When I Was One-And-TwentyWhen I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say,"Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away;Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free."But I was one-and-twenty, No use to talk to me.When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again,"The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain;'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And

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Here's how to find out exactly how pathetic you are: use mapquest.com to get driving directions from the place you were born to the place you currently live. My particular case is a tragic one indeed.Total Est. Time: 2 minutes Total Est. Distance: 0.48 milesToday I spent three hours calling numbers, reading classified ads, browsing the internet, and walking around town looking for a place to

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AMBER BOCH: You're more likely to be laughing atpeople, not with them. You're a bit moody -sometimes you would rather go out and have fun,and sometimes you'd rather be left alone withyour beer. You consider yourself an'intellectual' smart ass, and you take an equalpride in the beer you drink. The Greatest Beer Quiz, ever!brought to you by QuizillaHmm, I guess that sounds about right, although

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It's been a cool weekend. Danny is back from California. Christer did come here yesterday after all, long enough to eat pizza at Pagliai's. Aaron is back from CalTech. His parents are so good to us... every time he comes back to town his folks invite all of his friends over for dinner.And his dad just gave me a free monitor. It's 17", huge by my standards. Simply vast. What a world! I've

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I'm bummed. Chris was supposed to come to Iowa City today, and we were going to dine and talk about music. But there was a blizzard in Minnesota that prevented this. Curse you, old man winter!I wouldn't have had any money to buy food anyway, as I am literally broke right now. I got a little carried away on amazon.com this week. Things I bought: 1.) A huge 12-DVD set of old cartoons, for a

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Yesterday I took a nap at 6 PM. I ended up sleeping until 8 AM, interrupted once by a phone call at 11. That was weird.

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Today I went to KSUI's "Know the Score" program at the art museum. The guest was my longtime musical hero Peter Schickele. Afterwards I talked to him. It was really cool.

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I finally finished Chris's clarinet and piano piece. It's around 6-7 minutes, and it has the working title "Mirth and Hilarity" but I think I'm going to change that. Really descriptive titles tend to detract from my enjoyment of classical pieces for some reason. Anyway, Chris told me he's planning on performing AND recording it at St. Olaf sometime this semester, with a competent pianist. I'm

brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00006320242554513134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5434782.post-1110148993215264202005-03-06T16:30:00.000-06:002005-03-06T16:43:13.216-06:00

So I'm sitting around at the Cambus office the other day, waiting to drive my bus. I'm thinking about Jack Kerouac for some reason or another. Then a coworker, out of the blue, says to me: "Hey, have you read On The Road by Jack Kerouac?" Is he psychic? More likely explanation: he gave a cursory glance to the book I had with me, Under the Banner of Heaven by Jon Krakauer, and thought the

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I finished reading Riven Rock. It was kind of uninteresting as a story, actually. I was a little disappointed, because it seemed like it was chugging along and building up at times... to no avail. I could tell it was exhaustively researched, like anything that comes out of T. C. Boyle, but it didn't add up to a really arresting story (especially for as long as it was). That said, though, I

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Last night was Danny's 22nd birthday party. I'm pretty sure I didn't drink an unreasonable amount, yet I somehow got infamously sick. It was an extremely unpleasant experience, especially when I woke up this morning. I think I need to learn how to count or something.However, this weekend I did get a few new stringed instruments, I got the front page of my web site fixed up, AND I put a lot of

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