Archive for December 27, 2006

Before The Music Dies

Roundtable Presents its very first film screening Wednesday December 27 in The Gallery of The Abbey Bar at ABC at 7PM.

Not to sound cliche but–if you see one film this holiday season…make it this one.

Never have so few companies controlled so much of the music played on the radio and for sale at retail stores. At the same time, there are more bands and more ways to discover their music than ever. Music seems to have split in two – the homogenous corporate product that is spoonfed to consumers and the diverse independent music that finds devoted fans online and at clubs across the country.

BEFORE THE MUSIC DIES tells the story of American music at this precarious moment. Filmmakers Andrew Shapter and Joel Rasmussen traveled the country, hoping to understand why mainstream music seems so packaged and repetitive, and whether corporations really had the power to silence musical innovation. The answers they found on this journey–ultimately, the promise that the future holds–are what makes BEFORE THE MUSIC DIES both riveting and exhilarating.

I haven’t quite figured out the embedding of video on here just yet, so just click this and watch the trailer.

Seating is at 6:45PM and the film will begin promptly at 7:00. Yes, beers are okay but no smoking for this one.

See you at the show.

Dear Future Me,

Found a cool site I wanted to share.

http://futureme.org/

You write yourself an email to be delivered at least one year later. (With the option of making the email ‘public’ or ‘private’)
Pretty neat, I think. But won’t know if it works until this time next year.

You can browse through what some others have written as well.

Enjoy.

Merry Text-Mas

I knew it was coming.

Looming on the horizon just waiting for the clock to strike midnight and when it did-my premonitions rang true.

One after another-text messages wishing me a Merry Christmas.

Usually with three or four exclamation points.

Sure, sure…”it’s the THOUGHT that counts”.

But I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again-why didn’t you pick up the phone?

Oh, right–we’re in the age of CONVENIENCE.

INSTANT GRATIFICATION.

Maybe that’s what I miss most about Christmases of days past. Before the internet. Before text messaging. Before split-custody arrangements.

It’s funny–the ONE phone call I did get from a non-blood related person actually came from a friend of mine who’s biding his time in a Canadian prison. But maybe that’s because he COULDN’T text.

The holidays do take on a new meaning every year. Fortunately for me, this year I was somewhat isolated from the barrage of fourth-quarter-boosting advertising and pleas for my hard-earned-very-few-dollars.

See, I spent the time between Black Friday and Christmas Eve selling Christmas Trees on a rented lot here in Harrisburg. Upwards of twelve hours per day I trudged it out making fresh cuts in the base of nearly two hundred fifty trees.

And on some odd level, that made me enjoy this holiday more than those of years past- not so much for time spent with family or the exchanging of gifts–but to provide the EPICENTER of many a family’s Holiday Traditions gave me warm and fuzzies all month long.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all.

“Send”  

Since the Patriot and Pennlive ignored it…

I’ll fill you in on a “job well done” by Harrisburg’s Finest on Monday afternoon.

My day is normally spent in my office on my second floor. To the left of my desk is a door leading to the deck attached to the back of my house. On either side of the door are two windows.

Sometimes I have the windows open–other days the door; this particular afternoon was sort of chilly so they were all closed.

I began hearing something of a commotion outside (which, if you’ve ever been to my place you’d know is not uncommon) and peeked out the window to see what was happening.

Nothing immediately caught my eye, so I went back to my work.

A few minutes later I can still hear an assertive male voice yelling “C’mon! Let’s go! Time to get out of there!” and I decided to take another gander outside to investigate the commotion more.

Stepping out onto my deck, I looked to the left and standing about halfway up the fire escape of the building behind my house and to the left was a Harrisburg police officer–gun drawn and vehemently yelling for me to “get back in the house and lock your doors! There’s a burglar in the house next door!

My eyes widened…not so much that I thought this robber was going to pull a Kool Aid Man and crash through my wall to infiltrate my house…but more in the shock of walking to the window in the front of my house and seeing an ARMY of police dogs, guns and squad cars surrounding my neighbors home.

“This is the Harrisburg Police! We’ve got the premesis surrounded! Come out with your hands up or we’ll send the dogs in!”

The coaxing went on for close to fifteen minutes. All the while I could hear the guy next door shuffling through the house. Knocking things over…running up and down the stairs…clamoring about most likely in a drug fueled frenzy attempting to make an escape plan…

But almost as quickly as it began, it ended with the scrawny, twitching and confused looking burglar being led from the house to a squad car in handcuffs…while claiming to know the people who own the home that he violated.

How did he get caught?

Luckily, there was a roofer working across the street who saw the guy hop the fence and smash the window with a crowbar and crawl into the kitchen. And coincidentally, there were two K-9 Units and two Dauphin County Sheriffs right around the corner having coffee when the call came in.

This all happened at around two in the afternoon…and the Harrisburg Police swiftly nabbed a burglar who most likely has broken into OTHER homes recently–

But not a word was mentioned on any of the news channels or in the local paper.

But I think there was a nice piece in the next day’s paper about the upcoming season of American Idol.

And that’s the rub.

Musicovery

The advent of file based music sharing, selling and buying has opened the floodgates for aspiring and established musicians and artists globally.

On one hand, this is the best thing to happen to music lovers everywhere. We are no longer bound by commercial radio or behemoth record companies whose interests don’t go much further than the bottom line.

But on the other hand, we no longer have a filter–biased or not–to weed out all of the CRAP that’s out there.

I posted awhile ago about Pandora; a virtual music jukebox that plays songs based on the similarity or genre of whatever song or artist you enter.

Next in line is Musicovery. It’s similar to Pandora, but instead of the user entering a song or artist; you just select the mood (energetic, calm, positive and dark) and genre and POOF! A seemingly endless stream of GREAT MUSIC.

Some new, some old–but all good.

Enjoy.