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32 posts from September 2008

September 27, 2008

Fourteen versions of "Little Wing"

[Recently I came looked for this piece that I'd published on Future Now in 2005. Since Future Now has moved, I decided to repost it here.]

One of my all-time favorite songs is Sting's version of the classic Jimi Hendrix song "Little Wing," which he recorded on Nothing Like the Sun. (The solo by Hiram Bullock is one of the very best performances in the crowded rock pantheon of great guitar work.) It's also very different from the two best-known versions of the song, Hendrix's original and Derek and the Dominos' cover (each of which is very different from the other), much jazzier and quieter.

This evening, after a long meeting at my kids' school, I visited the Internet Archive's Live Music archive, and looked around for other versions of "Little Wing." The Internet Archive is a pretty remarkable resource: it has several thousand Grateful Dead concerts, for starters, and every song in the archive is free. Turns out there are about 50, recorded all around the U.S., spanning more than a decade, by a bunch of bands you've probably never heard of.

So I now have a playlist on my iPod that consists of nothing but different covers of "Little Wing:" acoustic folksy version, hard-edged blues versions, versions that were clearly derived from the Hendrix performance, versions that were clearly derived from the Derek and the Dominos (there are almost dueling interpretive schools devoted to this single song).... I could listen to the same song-- and yet not quite the same song-- for about three hours.

Oh, and I bought one version on iTunes, the Corrs' intimate, Celtic-inflected cover.

Strange? Slightly obsessed? Perhaps (and just the kind of behavior you want in a researcher). But I think the Internet Archive, and the relationship between its offerings and what's available on commercial services, tells us something about the future of user-created content and its relationship to more conventional media.

Blogs are not going to compete with newspapers; cell phone cameras aren't going to replace photojournalists; and the Internet Archive's music database isn't going to kill iTunes. Ultimately, they're going to occupy different niches, and play off each other, because user-created media is going to be best at capturing performances, events, conversations, and other things you might think of as valuable ephemera: things that can be quite worth preserving, but have an element of unpredictability about them.

For me, a great example is conference talks. There are lots of really mediocre conference talks, and some terrible ones; but there are some that are great, and a few that generate some terrific discussions afterwards. But what happens to that moment, or to those conversations? In the past, if you were lucky, the people who were in the room would remember what a great job you did, and how engaged and excited everyone was by your performance and the ideas that were generated. Now, though, thanks to the miracle of conference blogging, it's relatively easy to both record and retrieve such moments-- and to build on them later.

Likewise, 99.99% of cell phone camera pictures won't be newsworthy; even mobs of users aren't likely to put any photojournalists out of work. But they can have three virtues. One is immediacy-- the sense, reinforced by the very amateurishness of the production, that You Are There. Another is multiplicity-- having lots of cameras providing multiple perspectives on a single event. Third, and most important over the long run, is simple presence: just being at an event that a reporter isn't).

The same relationship will hold for music on sites like the Internet Archive. There are a million phenomenal concerts that live on in the memories of the people who were there, but are never heard by the rest of the world. To take one example more or less at random, one song I recently downloaded is a cover of "I Shall Be Released" by a performance by a folk/bluegrass/etc. band named Cornmeal, recorded at a memorial concert for a friend of theirs. I have no idea who the band is, and don't know if I'll go back and get more of their music, but this version of "I Shall Be Released," played in memory of a friend and fellow musician, is tremendous-- one of those small moments that deserves to be preserved. ABC will cover a presidential press conference, no matter how dull it is; on the other hand, Sony Music is never going to record a show in some small club in San Francisco (not to mention Asheville, Williamstown, Eugene, Biloxi, Austin, Lower Merion...), no matter how good it is. Likewise, Marcus Eaton's acoustic version of "Little Wing," or any of Zero's more free jazz/bluesy versions, aren't going to replace Derek and the Dominos: an individual performance may be terrific, and it's interesting to see how different artists reinterpret the same song, but Eaton and Zero need the classic recordings to, as it were, play off of.

All the talk of blogs replacing newspapers, or bottom-up media destroying top-down media, is wrong. Each can do things well that the other cannot; and ultimately they'll end up complementing each other more than they compete.

September 26, 2008

It really IS...

...the world's greatest pie chart.

[via Daniel Pink]

Quote of the day

From the New York Times, on contemporary air travel:

Who would have thought, after 30 years, that we’d be a flying 7-Eleven. You know, I mean we used to serve omelets and crepes for breakfast, and now it’s ‘Would you like to buy stackable chips or a big chocolate chip cookie for $3?'

[via Daniel Pink]

Reading about Tom Ford while Rome burns

Looking over various contacts' Twitter feeds from tonight, it looks like I'm the only person who wasn't liveblogging the presidential debate. I actually watched most of it, then switched to a Guardian article about Tom Ford. Consequently my Twitter stream makes me look only slightly more in touch than, say, one of Paris Hilton's ex-boyfriends.

September 25, 2008

The kind of thing I didn't see when I was in South Africa

But my friends did:

September 23, 2008

Felines 2.0



Outdoor edition.

September 21, 2008

Quotes of the day

"Expectations are resentments in advance."

"School heads face three roads to failure. Sex is the most dangerous. Alcohol is the most painful. But strategic planning is the most certain."

September 16, 2008

Greetings from Philadelphia

I'm settled in at the Omni Hotel, in lovely downtown Philadelphia. Actually, I'm not kidding: I'm across the street from Independence Park, near Independence Hall, the Philosophical Society, and other monuments of early American history.

I'm going to spend part of the morning with friends from school, then head back downtown to the Chemical Heritage Society. See the room I'm working in, rest up, then workshop time-- third one in a week, which I think is a personal record.

September 13, 2008

Dinner tonight

I had the big performance today, a half-day workshop on the future of science parks. Afterwards we went across the street to Nelson Mandela Square-- essentially a large, upscale shopping mall-- to a seafood place called Montego Bay for dinner.

The bar
via flickr

Aside from the culture shock of eating dinner in South Africa in a restaurant named for a Jamaican geographical feature, it was a good time. And the seafood was really quite good.

Big seafood grill
via flickr

I loved the menu's alternate spelling of "nigiri."

Love the spelling of
via flickr

Afterwards I had to stop at the Seattle Coffee Co. for an espresso con pana.

Seattle Coffee Co.
via flickr

Tomorrow I head back to the States. I would have liked to have stayed longer, of course, and seen more of the country-- I've hardly seen more than a few very unrepresentative blocks-- but I've got to get back to the office and my regular life. And of course, when you travel for work, you actually are supposed to work; everything else is a nice extra, not a privilege.

Lobby of the Intercontinental

Waiting for my friends, and heading out to dinner.

September 12, 2008

Greetings from South Africa

I'm in Johannesburg, South Africa for the next couple days. I flew here from Toronto, via Washington DC, where I had a pleasant layover.

It's really not sunk in that I'm in Africa. I slept about 12 hours on the flight, wrote the rest of the time, and paid no attention to the live map or view out of the window. It was a particularly dislocated kind of travel-- very little to mark the passage of the miles.

Me and a giant statue of Nelson Mandela
with a giant statue of Nelson Mandela, via flickr

There are several of us from work here, for the International Association of Science Parks conference. Unfortunately I can't stay for the whole event. I am, however, spending more hours here than I spent traveling to and from here.

We decided not to eat at the Ghiradelli's
I come all this way, and here's a San Francisco institution! via flickr

We went to a restaurant that features very good African food. I had a little crocodile (I didn't like it very much), but liked the vegetable and bean dishes much better. The butternut squash with rice was fabulous. There were also giant chickens.

Giant chickens
via flickr

Apparently this is a pretty exclusive mall-- one of those places that draws a crowd not only because it has high-end retail, but because it's essentially a fort, in one of the nicer parts of the city. I noticed the fortress-like architecture when I came in, but the exclusivity really only hit me when I noticed this sign about parking.

Tacit assumptions
what kind of car is that? via flickr

After dinner I went back to my room. After a long flight, there's nothing as nice as a hot bath and a book.

The best thing after a long flight
via flickr

I feel a lot better now, but it's time for bed. Game day is tomorrow.

September 11, 2008

Locally-roasted coffee is the new kettle chips

A couple years ago, I noticed that kettle chips-- the thicker potato chips that actually look like they derive from potatoes, as opposed to the extruded food-like product that mass-produced potato chips have become-- were appearing in a number of places I'd recently visited, yet always were described as a local, traditional product. The Swedes have kettle chips; it's how they make them in Cape Cod; and it's also the traditional potato chip in Hawaii. So far as I could tell, they taste the same in everywhere. And I love them because they remind me of the potato chips I used to get in Brazil.

Kettle chips are a food which pretty much tastes the same everywhere, yet still manage to signify localness. They're a commodity that give off the message, we're handmade.

Last weekend when I was in Washington, for a wedding on Whidbey Island, I saw at least two different brands of locally-roasted coffee-- not just roasted in the greater Seattle area, the birthplace of Starbucks, but on Whidbey Island itself. The packaging talked about the local coffee tradition, how they'd been roasting for a long time, etc.. Now, this is Washington, where they take coffee as seriously as they do in the Bay Area, but I have to wonder: is it really going to be that different? Can you roast coffee in a manner that gives it a distinctive local flavor?

Given that the coffee beans come from halfway around the world, I'm skeptical that place really matters that much for roasteries. For some kinds of foods, place is critical: think of scotches that draw their flavor from the quality of the local water, or maple syrup. With coffee, though, the roaster's skill, equipment, and bean quality and freshness seem to me more likely to matter. All of those are good things, but they're not what produce a local flavor, or amount to a tradition.

Having said that, though, it was pretty good coffee.

In Dulles

I'm in Dulles International Airport, hanging in the lounge for a couple hours until I have to go to my gate. They were able to check my bag all the way from Toronto directly to Johannesburg, so I didn't have to go to baggage claim, get it, check in again, etc.. So I've been able to eat a couple Pepperidge Farm crackers and slices of cheddar cheese.

Really, the fact that armchairs that aren't backed in rubberized plastic, and they set out little cans of tomato juice and tea, and this feels like a privilege, just tells you how much of a pain normal travel can be.

Going to work for a few hours.

In Toronto International Airport

I'm in the Toronto airport, waiting for my flight to Washington. I'll have a long layover there, then will get on a South African Airways flight for Johannesburg. It's going to be a 15-hour flight, and it's my intention to sleep through as much of it as a I can. Naturally between the conference and trying to keep up with stuff back at the Institute, and keep things together for next week's trip to Philadelphia (I've really got to clone myself), I'm running an even larger than usual sleep deficit.

I figure if I can get fall asleep that afternoon when we take off-- which I very often do, despite the fact that I work a lot on planes-- I'll actually kind of be on South African time.

I'm in South Africa for two nights, three days: I arrive Friday afternoon in Johannesburg, then leave Sunday night, and arrive back home on Monday. Tuesday I'll take a redeye to Philadelphia, participate in a workshop on innovation in the pharmaceutical industry on Wednesday and Thursday, and fly home Thursday night. No more international travel for a while, and certainly no more of these crazy multi-country trips for a bit. I'm already, or already in danger of becoming, what Pico Iyer calls a "global soul;" no need to underline the fact and draw hearts around it.

The security procedure here was different than I'm used to. We went through customs first, with our luggage; dropped our checked bags off in another room; then went through personal security.

Immediately after that was the business lounge, where I headed for some tea and breakfast. The Toronto airport is quite nice, and this terminal is a good example of contemporary high-tech, airy airport architecture, but sometimes the chance to have a nice seat trumps design splendor.

September 10, 2008

A true California moment

I'm on planes most of tomorrow, so I stopped in the convenience store beside the hotel to pick up some food.

I was standing in front of the display of snacks-- chocolate (lots more Cadbury up here), chips, Twinkies, etc.-- and growled to myself, "Like, where's the granola?"

Then I thought, OMG.

Science and national culture

Theoretical physicist Lee Smolin using a hockey stick as a pointer in his talk on current problems in science.

Science and culture
via flickr

Somehow I think you're not likely to see such a thing in, say, China. Or Palo Alto.

September 08, 2008

In Waterloo

I'm in Waterloo, settling into the hotel for my first night. I'm in the charming Waterloo Inn, which is a brilliant 19th-century Victorian structure, the kind of thing that's used as a set for movies like Silverado. I'm in a massive room that's all overstuffed furniture, brass lamps, and gilt-edged mirrors-- yet still manages to be distinctly Western.

Actually, given that I'm on East Coast time, and I'm somewhere north of Pennsylvania, it's pretty amazing. Where does the "West" start in Canada?

Having slept very little last night, I'm skipping dinner and lying in bed, and will probably fall asleep for a while.

On the road to Waterloo

I'm in a limo, headed from the Toronto airport-- the big international one-- to Waterloo. It should be able an hour's drive.

I slept some on the flight, but very little. I worked on the fine details of my workshop for this evening, tweaking the questions a little bit and adjusting the process. Since I'll get to Waterloo around 4:15, and my workshop is at 7, I'm basically on.

Just passed a sign with distances to Waterloo and London. It took me a second to realize that 1) the distances were in kilometers, and 2) since this is Canada, I shouldn't get too excited at the idea of being 170 anythings from "London."

I think this is only my third trip to Canada. I don't remember the first trip. One of my great uncles was Korean ambassador to Canada for a few years in the 1960s, and we came up to visit him when I was two or three. The next time was just over 15 years ago, when I came up to Toronto for a history of science conference. And now i'm here again. Kind of strange that I should have been to England more times in my life than Canada, given how much closer it is.

It looks a lot like the States, except place names are resolutely English: Winston Churchill Boulevard, Kitchener, Trafalgar. (Are there any places in Canada or Australia-- ot to mention Botswana, India, or Trinidad-- named Blair or Thatcher? I wonder if that'll feel strange to me, or be an interesting hybrid state.

On the SuperShuttle

I'm on the SuperShuttle to SFO. It's the middle of the night-- I got about 90 minutes serious sleep before I had to get up and get ready for the ride-- and I'm now on my way to Canada and South Africa.

First I'm in Waterloo, Canada for three nights, attending a conference on science in the 21st century at the Perimeter Institute; then I'l be in Johannesburg from the 12th to the 14th for the International Association of Science Parks annual meeting.

I'm doing workshops at both of them, and both promise to be very interesting events. And I've never been to Africa, so it'll be interesting to see even the little bit of South Africa that I'll see from the conference.

However, no matter how cool the journey, 3:30 a.m. is a brutal time to start it.

September 06, 2008

Night falls

Girls' night out

Kids at the bar

Wedding reception

Taxidermy

Mitch did a terrific job

Wedding reception

Grooving to Allman Brothers...

Greetings from the Whidbey Inn

A perfect day for a wedding.

September 05, 2008

Geek 2.0

Brilliant. Check it out.

September 02, 2008

Somebody hit my car

This is what I saw when I got home today: someone put a huge dent in my car. It's an older car, with more than its share of dents and scratches, but even for it this is pretty serious. Grrr.

Second quote of the day

Alex Kingston on living in Los Angeles:

It's an odd place, but there are things that are nice about it, like the weather. You wake up knowing exactly what the day is going to be like and it's you that's going to do something different; the day itself is the same.

Quote of the day

Designing an aircraft is like creating a mini-world.... You’re putting people in a confined environment and controlling how they’ll feel with the oxygen, humidity and everything they touch and see. It all has an effect. (Marc Newsom in the New York Times, talking about the interior design of the new Quantas A380)

Designing for the aerospace industry is incredibly challenging in terms of the level of technology and maze of regulatory issues.... Everywhere you turn, there's a regulation telling you to go back again. You're always being challenged to find new ways of doing things. (Newsom talking about aircraft design)

September 01, 2008

Clone Wars

We went to see Star Wars: Clone Wars this afternoon, because a weekend spent at Monterey Bay Aquarium and the park with cousins wasn't entertaining enough, or something. (Actually, I'm going to be away for a week, and we sometimes go into hyper-activities mode for a bit before a trip.) Naturally, the kids enjoyed it, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was watching a bunch of wooden pieces from a novelty Star Wars chess set.

In a way, of course, given George Lucas' notorious inability to get interesting performances out of even really expressive actors (one mustn't blame him for Hayden Christensen, but what other director in history has inspired Samuel L. Jackson to not be a badass), it's a very logical decision to make an animated Star Wars film in which the characters look wooden; it's cinema verité for that universe.

And maybe the hyperkinetic light saber duels are what Lucas always wanted those fights to be like. But the battles are shot using a combination of sweeping, Peter Jackson-like pans and zooms, and Spielberg, Saving Private Ryan-like shaky first person handheld camera views that is, to say the least, inconsistent: the one wants to impress you with the terrible grandeur and awesome courage summoned by war, while the other wants you to smell the vomit and cordite.

The story itself wasn't any worse than any other of the recent Star Wars movies, but talk about the soft bigotry of low expectations....

What I'd really love to see is a series of remakes of the whole series by different directors. If there's one franchise that could survive having competing versions, it's this one. What could John Woo, for example, do with the epic story of friendship and betrayal that is the first three movies? What if someone refashioned Amidala into a seriously complex, interesting character who's actually ten or fifteen years older than Skywalker? I like Natalie Portman, but what could Julianne Moore, or at least Jennifer Anniston, do with the role?

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