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Over the course of a recent Saturday, I devoured Black Postcards: A Rock & Roll Romance, Galaxie 500 and Luna frontman Dean Wareham’s account of life in bands and on the road. I was completely engaged by his straightforward, almost sterile account of breaking up bands and marriages, of a Groundhog Day-like repeat of the same paths through the same cities and same hotels for such a low wage. (Having been exposed to the sausage making of the concert scene for a few years, the money for well-known indie acts doesn’t really start to look good until you play 1000+ seaters, which few bands ever get to. How does the Polyphonic Spree make money? Uh, they don’t.)
One parable I found particularly enthralling was The Fox and the Hedgehog: “The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.”
I’ve often been accused of being a fox, and fairly so (witness Ideanode, Dayjob, Marquee, and Gigbot). I’ve had bouts of nervousness over the last couple of years as we’ve seen lots of folks around us get big investment dollars with the ‘get big fast’ mandate resurrected from Web 1.0 to Web 2.0. (Frankly, my favorite web periods are the .5s — 1.5 brought us Flickr and Basecamp, here’s hoping 2.5 does the same).
The recent downturn makes it a good time to be foxy — heterogeneous models can adapt and evolve.
“these companies are like cancers, driven to grow at all cost”
Wow, Joel just made a nice comparison something that succinctly frames something I’ve been thinking a lot about lately.
And I think, “Jesus, does Vint Cerf just walk around with a smile on his face all the time? How many feats of engineering scale as long and as far as TCP does?”
Quite possibly the best thing I saw in Telluride: Spider
(not for the faint of heart)
Life with iPhone is splendid, no real complaints.
There was a near miss as mine broke the other day and had to take it in to the Apple Store — things went pretty smoothly because I’d bought ProCare a while back, but I would imagine that had I just dropped $600 on a phone which broke within 2 months of owning it and walked into to be told “There were no more appointments, try again tomorrow,” things would have been suboptimal for everyone involved.
One nice improvement would be for Apple to allow you, when connecting the phone to the Mac, is to be able to use the speakers and the onboard mic as outputs and inputs on your Mac. It’d be so much nicer than constantly switching between two sets of headphones throughout the day.
until management.pissed? do |band| band.perform_bawdy_song! end
Photo by James Duncan Davidson
Friends, this is what you do.
First, get yourself a nice Logitech MX Revolution (I recommend Amazon). The MX Revolution is great because of it’s satisfying weight and ultra-nice scrollwheel that allows shifting between disciplined clicky-scroll mode, and ultra-fast gyroscope holy-crap mode.
Then, buy1 a copy of Steermouse
Configure Steermouse2 so:

You’ll also want to drop down to the command-line and re-enable the manual click-to-freescroll action in the MX:
defaults write jp.plentycom.SteerMouse LOGITECH_MX_REVOLUTION_WHEEL -int -3
1 The built-in Logitech drivers for the Mac are crap: marketing won and they don’t allow you to remap the useless i-search button on top; nor can you make a change to the default application settings that is ‘inherited’
2 You better not be crying about the $20 you just spent. We’re Mac users, we are willing to pay for nice things.
From Mark, photographer of the 404 image that graces our pages.
Also, WTF? Really: WTF? Bohemian cafes closed on Easter? Whose side are these people on? The conversation ten minutes ago went something like this:Them: Thanks.
Me: Yeah, thanks. See you tomorrow.
Them: We’re closed tomorrow.
Me: Huh?
Them: Yeah. It’s Easter.
Me: It is?
Them: Yeah. Easter Sunday.
Me: Tomorrow?
Them: Yeah. Tomorrow.
Me: And you’re closed… all day?
Them: Yeah.
Me: ...
Them: Really.
Me: For Easter?
Them: Yeah. Tomorrow. It’s Easter and we’re closed.
Me: C’mon.
Them: No, really. We’re closed.
Me: Really?
Them: Really.So much for waving the Black and Red. I guess now that they’re observing blue holidays they won’t be selling alcohol or serving gay people anymore. Oh, wait. Never mind.
Charlatans. Cowards.
I feel so young and urban when I say ‘dis.’
have fun with that.
what, it’s not working? I don’t look like I’m from the mean streets of chicago, hustling my way up through the seedy drug underworld?
man, I don’t even know where to start with a response on that
“I need to stop being such a dick.”
”...”
“Well, you know what they say, ‘I love Jesus, but I hate a little’.”