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Friday, August 1, 2008

spatula - a 16-bar loop - [x] Loop Page

spatula - a 16-bar loop [x]Loop Page

http://www.jamstudio.com/Studio/FWSongShare.asp?SongNum=110154&SongId=110176 - [link]

the aim is to end human suffering

artists of any type, who would encourage this end creatively, are free to incorporate this musical loop into their art at their whim.

feed the poor

kudos to jamstudio.com

and here be a mixdown.

posted by CatWhisperer at 1:47 am  

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

The Backward Masking on Hotel California

Regarding the backward masking on Hotel California, I can confirm that there is a message of sorts on the song.

To hear it (around 1979) I took apart my cassette and inverted it so it played the back side of the tape, which gave a muffled but backward sound.

The message occurs (strangely enough) on the line “There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say”. ( I thought ‘corridor’ a nice metaphor for the grooves in a gramophone record.)

The message is supposed to be “Satan has organized his own religion” and although it sounds roughly like ”Eeeer Sayta haddock haddock anazz izo relija” (i recite this from memory ) it is the only part of the song that approaches English and it fits the phrase well enough. (I rechecked this with a wave file in the 90s.)

It is unlikely that this was intentional. It did not spook me, although my head did spin around a few times before hovering off and settling on a stray AC/DC album.

Worth a listen.

(I need to get a link to the parts)

posted by CatWhisperer at 10:30 pm  

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

hacking your past at rippertune.com

This is the introductory spiel to rippertune.com, a youTube nostalgia (portal-to-past (past-participle)) revisit-your-teen-angst-ish site.


Long before we were married to our music collections, we were engaged in musical connections.

In life, some songs attach themselves to the personal circumstance of the listener, and in so doing provide a future pathway (mnemonic) back to them. Such tunes, some long forgotten, happened upon by chance, can so trigger times passed as to recreate much of the listener’s then life-in-progress. Such a listening can rekindle senses long lost to the slow march of time.

The tune itself is not the measure of this, rather the listener in the midst of life freely and unconsciously associates what is heard with what else is going on inside of them at the time. Tastes, smells, colors, emotions, attitudes, dreams, etc… can all bubble forth. In such cases the gift of the artist is not the song, but the personal imprint the listener allows it to stamp on their psyche.

Since technology has provided us with the ability to observe such history at our whim, this site seeks to be an imperfect vessel of wayward nostalgia, a chance to happen upon the flotsam and jetsam of one’s past, an opportunity to reinstate and reflect upon the shores of times bygone.

Every now and then it is can be serendipitous to put the ‘now’ on hold and give the ‘then’ an ear.


posted by CatWhisperer at 9:47 pm  

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Australia’s gift to the world

It’s a game, borne of our convict streak. Its working class and its tough, and for protection, all you get is a mouth guard.

The fitness levels are awesome. The opponent is brutal but he is never the enemy. It’s violence with manners! And if its a derby*, then its a civil war with manners!

The umpires are as fit as hell. The commentators know the game and the players inside out. It’s totally fair dinkum and its Australia’s gift to the world.


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*derby - when two teams from the same state play against each other.

posted by CatWhisperer at 2:01 pm  

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Codependency et al - the upside

how popular is the upside of blaming your partner and/or wanting to cure him/her - being the hero - “i love my man and i have scars to prove it” - you get to feel like a martyr (warm fuzzy) when you should just be moving on (common sense) - you love too much but its the wrong sort of love

there is always an upside (payoff) to our misery - its why we linger on it and are so reluctant to get over it - having someone to blame is a great comfort as it allows us to down tools and erect monuments to the damage done

having been sinned against, justice dictates we stay wounded - no further growth is allowed - it’s a great deal - you get to cave in mentally - milk the cause of the damage as much as you can - write poems about it - glorify it - it is so much easier to feel miserable than recover - and so the cycle perpetuates - like a drug addiction - it is a fair thing that we remain damaged

get this - there is no point to recovery - if you choose to recover you will feel real (as opposed to nostalgic) pain again - you will get to kick yourself - but hey - that is what feelings are for - pain and joy

choose pain over numbness - grow up - find yourself - and don’t look for yourself in someone else’s eyes - don’t go getting your self-esteem off others - that would then just be be others-esteem now wouldn’t it?

the main reason it is easier to blame the other is because we know them better than we know ourselves - because our definition of ourselves is so shallow and off-the-mark, for having been based too much on the way others see us

you can hide from yourselves in the arms of another for only so long - eventually even they will notice that there is no one home

love yourself first (do the hard yards there) so you can maybe one day become somebody capable of loving another from your heart rather than just for theirs!

it is the difference between doing something remarkable and doing something to appear remarkable - yes there is a difference - since it is not what you do, only why you do it - motive over action every time - so live remarkably

life is a gift - we should be damn grateful - encourage our wounds to heal - tolerate the imperfections in ourselves and others - screw equality! - strive for and celebrate harmony - forgive everything - especially yourself - laugh - sing in the shower - just get over it - don’t hang around waiting for that compensation cheque - screw justice! - choose life again

and every now and then, hope that someone comes by and clips you around the ear, because we are all self-absorbed idiots! - it is just the degree that varies - and the way we choose to disguise it - and a clip around the ear can often fix that

posted by CatWhisperer at 5:38 am  

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Getting there is all the fun

Done Too Soon

Jesus Christ, Fanny Brice
Wolfie Mozart and Humphrey Bogart
And Genghis Khan and on to H. G. Wells

Ho Chi Minh, Gunga Din
Henry Luce and John Wilkes Booth
And Alexanders, King and Graham Bell

Ramakrishna, Mama Whistler
Patrice Lumumba and Russ Colombo
Karl and Chico Marx, Albert Camus

E. A. Poe, Henri Rousseau
Sholom Aleichem and Caryl Chessman
Alan Freed and Buster Keaton too

And each one there has one thing shared
They have sweated beneath the same sun
Looked up in wonder at the same moon
And wept when it was all done
For being done too soon
For being done too soon

Neil Diamond

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success is naught but task deletion
where from there am i to run
best to live for no completion
getting there is all the fun

gen-e-sis

posted by CatWhisperer at 12:13 pm  

Monday, February 25, 2008

Goodbye Larry Norman

Kudos evermore to Larry Norman. Gone home at last. See you in another land mate.

TKR

I know where i am going
And I know who I must be
Don’t care how long it takes because
There’s lots of things to see

Cross fade all the tracks
Don’t leave no spaces in between!

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SIMK

I grew up in San Francisco in a real rough neighborhood
Where they’d beat you bad if you were tough and worse if you were good.
But I came through those times with a lot of love
For those boys who knocked me down
And I pray someday I’ll see them, and we’ll be standing on sacred ground.

I am free…

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WSTD

They say to cut my hair
They’re driving me insane
I grew it out long
To make room for my brain

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GP3

I don’t believe in politics
While the masses stay unfed
Till the leaders change priorities
And supply the poor with bread

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SCF

Well my life is filled with songs
But I just could not get along without my friends
And I’m happy now, but when this good life ends
I know a better life begins.

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LIJ

Gonorrhea on Valentines Day (V.D.)
And you’re still looking for the perfect lay

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666

He walked up to the temple with gold in his hand
And he bought off the priests and propositioned the land
And the world was his harlot and lay in the sand
While the band played six sixty six.

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GAN

You are far across the ocean
In a war that’s not your own
And while you’re winning theirs
You’re gonna lose the one at home

Do you really think the only way
To bring about the peace
Is to sacrifice your children
And kill all your enemies

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RFD

As through this life you ramble and through this world you roam
You might live in a lot of places and never find your home.

As down the road you wander and through the open fields you cross
You must never stop believing for all is not lost.

And don’t worry ’bout the unfaithful lover and false friend
For the love that you have given is what matters in the end.

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CUIH

[Larry forget lyrics, which turn out to be]

Now I’m sitting in this garden in the middle of my days
And my memories drift and harden as the years they slip away

And I’ve been looking in this mirror at the age around my eyes
Time is such an earnest laborer, precision is his neighbor.
Lay my body in the ground, but let my spirit touch the sky.

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posted by CatWhisperer at 2:16 pm  

Friday, February 22, 2008

Well for a start at least.

I dream of a world where

- sex is just people playing with their bodies
- drugs is just people playing with their minds
- art is just people sharing their creations
- work is just people looking out for each other
- life is just people playing
- children are life’s richest reward *
- fear is done with
- love is all giving

well for a start at least.

* children are currently life’s bravest reward.

(this would mean free chocolate)

posted by CatWhisperer at 9:31 am  

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Moving on from Hello World to Hello Caractacus

According to Wikipedia

A “hello world” program is a computer program that prints out “Hello, World!” on a display device. It is used in many introductory tutorials for teaching a programming language. Such a program is typically one of the simplest programs possible in a computer language.

An example using the Java programming language looks like

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// Hello World in Java

public class HelloWorld {

  static public void main( String args[] ) {
    System.out.println( "Hello World!" );
  }
}

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Again, all this program does is output “Hello World” to the screen.

A wonderfully rich collection of Hello World program examples is maintained here.

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A slightly more complex programming task for the beginner would be a “Hello Caractacus” program. The goal of this program is to output the lyrics to Rolf Harris’ deeply philosophical song “The Court of King Caractacus. This task has more oomph to it because it requires the programmer to understand how the song builds upon itself.

I have written the following example (again in Java).

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public class HelloCaractacus {

  public static final String TITLE = "the court of king caracticus by rolf harris\n";

  public static final String [] lyrics = {
    "the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus ",
    "the noses on the faces of ",
    "the boys who put the powder on ",
    "the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of ",
  };
  public static final String[] BEGINNINGS = {
   "now ",
   "if you want to take a picture of "
  };
  public static final String[] ENDINGS = {
    "were just passing by.",
    "well it's too late! coz they've just passed by!"
  };
  public static final String[] COMMANDS = {
    "[all together]"
   };

  public static void main (String [] args) {
    jotln(TITLE);
    // for each verse
    for (int i=0;i<4;i++) {
      // repeat three times
      for (int j=0;j<4;j++) {
        if (j==1) {
          jotln(COMMANDS[0]);
        }
        jot(BEGINNINGS[0]); // now
        // join the appropriate bits together
        for (int k=i;k>=0;k–) {
          jot(lyrics[k]);
        }
        jotln(ENDINGS[0]); // were just passing by
      }
      jotln(”"); // blank line
    }
    // photo opportunity
    for (int i=0;i<2;i++) {
      jot(BEGINNINGS[i]);
    }
    // the longest line
    for (int k=3;k>=0;k–) {
      jot(lyrics[k]);
    }
    jotln(ENDINGS[1]); // you are too late
  }

  public static void jot(String s)   { System.out.print(s); }   // for
  public static void jotln(String s) { System.out.println(s); } // brevity

}

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The program outputs the following:

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the court of king caracticus by rolf harris

now the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
[all together]
now the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.

now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
[all together]
now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.

now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
[all together]
now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.

now the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
[all together]
now the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.
now the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus were just passing by.

now if you want to take a picture of the fascinating witches who put the scintillating stiches in the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses on the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court of king caractacus well it’s too late! coz they’ve just passed by!

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THOUGHTS

1. Writing Hello Caractacus is not an overly complex task. High school students should have no trouble with it. The requirement itself is clear; as an exercise in logical thinking it works well.

2. If anyone knows of a site that allows you to paste simple Java source code (like that above) and does an online compile and run, please let me know.

3. There are always more that one way to do any task. The way I have done it here is the way my fingers prefer to do it. Quick and dirty some may say. Alternative approaches are welcome, especially if (rather than express personal style) they add value. This is not a scenario where design patterns and other software engineering fluff should be applied. However, alternatives that are clever, obscure and playful are most welcome, provided the basic version comes first.

4. Ideally examples in other programming languages would be good to see as well. I suggest that if you are up to the task, and have a language you would like to volunteer and example using, would could build up quite a collection.

posted by CatWhisperer at 4:26 am  

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

The Court of King Caractacus - by the people

Kudos to Rolf Harris - deliciously silly

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outtakes
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more to come…

posted by CatWhisperer at 3:42 am  
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