Jonathan Sterne and Emily Raine, “Command Tones: Digitization and Sounded Time,” First Monday 11:9 (September 2006): available online at [http://firstmonday.org/issues/special11_9/sterne/index.html]. — In other news, class went great yesterday. It’s good to be back in the classroom.
Category Archives: Text
First lecture is ready to go
I awoke inexplicably early this morning, and decided to use my mental freshness to rework my intro lecture to the sound studies seminar. Now I’m totally psyched to teach it and I have to wait 29.5 hours to do it. Oh well. Such is life. I last taught the course 2 years ago in the …
Somebody Sold Us Out
I just ended our second telemarking call in three days, after receiving no such calls in over two years of Quebec residence. I suspect that someone has recently sold (and bought) our information. And unless someone can correct me, Canada is behind the U.S. in at least one respect: in the U.S. we were able …
Finally, some good news in today’s paper
Another Globe and Mail headline: “Canada turning its back on God, Pope says” in the first paragraph, he says that Canada has “excluded God from the public sphere.” Well at least something’s going right!
Horror
Two of today’s headlines from the Globe & Mail: “Bush admits to Existence of Secret Prisons” — like we didn’t know already? How is someone who so systematically violates the laws of his own country allowed to stay in office? It would be jaw dropping if it weren’t so routine. “U.S. Army Forbids Use of …
Taco Alert + Music
When Carrie and I left Pittsburgh, we said we were giving up three things other than our dear friends: 1. Home ownership 2. DVR power 3. The NFL Sunday ticket It turned out that in Canada DVRs are called PVRs, and that 2004 was the first year the NFL Sunday ticket was offered as an …
Part Deux
Okay, perhaps it’s boring to read a post about the parking lot near (I hesitate to say “at”) Ikea. But it’s the internet. So I get to write it, and you get to skip it. Onto rock music, rivers and apples. Sunday night found us back in the apartment, predictably lethargic after our outing. But …