For some reason, when I went to play some MP3s in Winamp tonight, they are all coming out with the vocals removed. This is something you can do, if you want to, by taking the right and left channels and removing all the waveform data that’s the same between both of them (since on most pop/rock music, the vocals are mixed “down the middle”) but the problem is I don’t want to do this, I don’t know why it’s doing this, and I can’t figure out how to make it stop! But yeah, until I get this sorted out, who wants to Karaoke Party?!?!
Archive for November, 2004
It’s an MP3 post! And also sort of a game. This is a cover version of a song you’re probably familiar with, but the chorus has been removed until after the last verse. Can you ID the song before that? I’m not sure if this will be ridiculously easy, or totally impossible, I guess it depends on your familiarity with the original. Anyway, it’s still an awesome song, and you can download some more from the band’s label if you like it.
Normally, I’m not one to support the theory that violence in movies or video games leads to the real thing, but I can’t really come up with any other explanation for this. Clearly the young man had some experience with the Resident Evil series of movies and games, and was concerned that the unarmed, wounded Iraqi lying in front of him was going to “re-spawn” and attack. Viewed in this light, his actions make perfect sense. We can only hope the Marines see it the same way, and grant him a purple leech charm for his bravery.
She dreams of Staten Island, she never ever dreams of Walthamstow
Published November 13th, 2004 in Uncategorized. ClosedODB’s dead, baby… and I could put up something like “Shimmy Shimmy Ya” as a tribute, I thought instead I’d post this weird british electro-pop song about the Wu-Tang:
And in her mind she pictures ODB, in his prison cell alone,
It’s not wrong to want to be alone, she would tell him so.With the curtains drawn and the stereo on,
She swings her hips and dances to the Wu-Tang Clan,
And the sadness ebbs away now.-The Wu-Tang Clan, The French [MP3]
So the guy (Charlie Brooker) who wrote TV Go Home has a column in The Guardian now, which apparently caused a big stink last week by posing the rhetoricalL question: “John Wilkes Booth, Lee Harvey Oswald, John Hinckley Jr - where are you now that we need you?” They’ve since pulled the piece, but thanks to the internet I can present you with the full text here. (And yes, it is very funny!) In the course of trying to track down the complete, unedited version of the article, I had to endure untold dozens of hysterical, right-wing blogs quoting the “offending” final sentence, and calling for Brooker’s firing, disembowelment, whatever… In the comments for one of these posts, I found a fantastic response by an amused British reader that I’ll share with you here:
The average American’s patriotism is rather inspiring on a personal level, an optimistic belief that they live in the best damn place on earth. It certainly stands in stark contrast to the average Brit, probably just as patriotic deep down, but the darker ironic sense of humour that prevails means it’s more likely expressed as a sarcastic comment - maybe it’s all the rain that does it.To British eyes, even if they belong to a political party member (of any bias) cheering a politician seems weird, even a little disturbing (shades of Nuremburg?). Politicians are regarded like sewage farms - necessary yes, but you wouldn’t actually want to get near one, ugh.
If there’s been a better summing up of the the dismal, 4th-grade-popularity-contest state of American politics, I’ve yet to read it.
