Gears Also Mesh

It’s funny how one person’s new musical experiment can repeat someone else’s old one.

I’ve just listened a new piece which seems almost identical in premise to a piece I composed about fifteen years ago. I suppose it just goes to show that, in music anyway, nothing matters more than context and personal development.

My piece had very specific and personal beginnings and marked a turning point in my development as a player and as a musician.  It built on everything I’d achieved up to that point and I could not have created it without the experience I’d collected. I needed to write and perform that experiment, and I have no reason to believe this piece I’m listening to is any different for its author.

How the US let al-Qaida get its hands on an Iraqi weapons factory | World news | The Guardian

In an exclusive extract from his new book, A History of the World since 9/11, Dominic Streatfeild explains how despite expert warnings, the US let al-Qaida buy an arsenal of deadly weapons ??? then tried to cover it up

This is a very interesting article. I’m only just under half way through it so far, but I believe there are some acute conclusions to be drawn from it.

First New Music of 2011

Noveller – Red Rainbows.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it was released in 2009, but as I’ve worked my way through my “Music to Acquire” list, this has constantly frustrated me by having no samples, no individual tracks for download and being constantly out of stock. So yesterday I finally found Sarah Lipstate’s site and tracked down an MP3 download site, curiously on Cargo Records.

Excellent drones with which to start the day.

Meanderings from Beyond the Veil



Tales of the New Order
Part 32

Bits and Pieces

Are you still in bed as I write, as these packets burst across the Ethernet 
blue-black duotone, as these checksum bits chatter like insects through 
ATM switches and 100baseT hubs.  Simple binary – with you or without 

tag: personal, writing, Tales of the New Order

Arsche und Feck


Typical. First day back to work and I sleep in.
Actually, there was more to it than that – I touched the snooze button every ten minutes between seven and nine, when I dismissed the alarm only to wake up at twenty to noon.
So I worked from home, getting a good amount done, in between trying to explain to a kitten that while it’s fun chasing a cursor around the screen, I can’t really see through the fat wee barrel.
This naturally fell on deaf ears…