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     “I always thought the shit would go down when I was young and strong. These days I’m just hoping I won’t spend my old age picking through the ruins of my city looking for expired canned food.” -Hari Kunzru

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2020-11-13) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show, ready to re-enjoy. (Left-click for instant-play. Right-click to download.) And thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost here’s a page with the latest show and also other ones going back a little bit.

I didn’t know this way was available, but if this works for you –let me know if it doesn’t– I’ll do it like this in future, though it seems to throw the layout off in an odd way in Firefox. Maybe it’s just my machine:


Besides all that, here are some links to worthwhile items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your immediate right:

They play Swan Lake, that this Alzheimer’s-suffering nonresponsive wheelchair-bound ballerina used to dance to, and it switches something on inside her. Her hands float up, her head tilts, while the video editor shows you, in split-screen, film of this very woman sixty or seventy years ago on stage, young, in her power, dancing, up on her toes, her arms out and head tilted the same way to the same passage. Past the weeping, it reminds me of an old science-fiction story from the 1940s about a great dancer in the future who is old and damaged and scientists give her a powerful, flexible robotic body to move into. Wouldn’t that be nice. Or like in /Altered Carbon/, where the hospital people are all indolent and slow because why even bother to fix up a totaled body when you can just take them out of it and put them in a fresh one like changing into new pants. Or a new shirt, actually; they call bodies sleeves. The ongoing person of you lives in a pocketwatch-size thing stuck in the back of the body’s neck. If you’re not rich, though, and your child’s body is wrecked, you have to save up and rent a body for her, to spend time with her on a special holiday, otherwise her watch is in storage. And, again, if you’re not rich, you don’t get much of a choice about what body you get, just whatever’s available, that some other poor person will rent out because they’re poor too, just like real life now, in a way, except for the replacement business.

Good dog.

Adieu, toodle-oo and good day. (via b3ta)


In case of overmedication.

He’s brilliant at this. I remember Hit and Run Theater people used to do an improv game like this in the early 1980s. Doug Nunn, Steve Weingarten, Kathy O’Grady, Harry Rothman, Ellen Callas, Pamela Stoneham, Tracy Burns. They could do it all night, just off the top of their head. They’re still doing it; there was just a Zoom show a little earlier tonight. Here’s what they looked like back in the day, when the world was in black and white. Oh, and here’s Diego J. Rivas:

Electric wingsuits.

Speedflying. Too low. AAAAH! Look out! And he spins upside-down… This is more nut-retracting than watching drones crazily careen around. If a drone clips a rock it’s just a broken drone, not a smashed and dead body.

For years, people kept crashing trucks into this bridge by being ten inches or a foot too tall. So they hired an engineering firm to tell them how to fix it, and the answer apparently was to spend a fortune to raise the bridge by only eight inches, perhaps on the theory that the show must go on, which as you can see it does.

What. (via Fark)×1000/media/img/photo/2020/11/photos-scenes-new-zealand/a14_487144676/original.jpg

120-year-old brightly colored photographs.

The man who invented Scooby-Doo is dead. Ruh-roh! *feet scrabbling on marimba sound*  And he would have got away with it, too, if it hadn’t been for those meddling kids, including the warbly one with a beard made of five hairs. And the little round librarian one. I don’t remember who the other two were. Was one of them a French girl in a beret?

African reporting on U.S. the way U.S. reports on Africa.

Lava lamp of birds.

Get your JZD Slušovice TNS GC today. It’s as at-home bookkeeping a fourteen-cow dairy operation as it is pointing a planetarium to highlight Sirius.

Closet lunatic.

Happy street.

Rerun: Glass beach of Vladivostok. Like the old one in Fort Bragg (CA).


First-line generator. There are other generators here. Try them all again and again.

You don’t really get enough of a sample in fractions of a second to compare their sound quality, and the distortion is turned all the way up anyway, but it’s kind of cool, just as a montage.

This, on the other hand, shows you what you need to know if you’re considering buying a fancy bass guitar. I think the Fenders have it, hands down, and it’s because of the pickups. The Rickenbacker doesn’t get a fair shake, though. Its tinkle-toy edge sounds like an impedance mismatch that might be solved with a different direct box or amplifier.

The Empty Chair, by Sye Allen. (via b3ta)

Nobody is normal. A great lesson.

Using the springiness of magnets for a slingshot.

Depending on your video parts and browser, this might work anywhere from great to not at all. Try it.

An article about steps. Much more interesting than you’d think. It’s the same statuesque woman with the thing stuck in the side of her nose who did the earlier article about Edwardian electrical hazards.

Rerun: Banana republics.

“Lemme ask you something. How do you kiss underwater without bubbles coming out your nose and mouth and everywhere?”

Using a helicopter to lift one of the three antennas up a /one-thousand-foot-tall/ antenna tower so the men hanging on strings up there can bolt it down with hand tools.

Right-wing outrage songified. From the (Autotune The News) Gregory Brothers.

A dog with long ears. This is what you’ll see from now on.

“Birds don’t understand glass. Really, they don’t.” (via BitsAndPieces)

Optical. (via Bit&Pieces)

How to remove ham from a disk drive. “Let me explain the science behind this.”

Okay if you like cactus.

As SNL sketches go, this wasn’t a big hit with the audience, and I’m not sure why, because I like it fine. Jesus visits Sally Field to ask her to not pray quite so much. This reminds me of the great but equally-not-well-received film /The Invention of Lying/, as well as the fine film they made a few years ago of Philip Pullman’s /The Golden Compass/.

Here’s a guy who made friends with the raccoons by giving them grapes
and hotdogs. They love him, but one day he’ll go out there without a
grape or a hotdog and we’ll see.

Speaking of raccoons, here’s Alex Bosworth reading his story /Chip Chip Chaw/ in 1995. He illustrated and animated it, as he did many of his stories, with crayons and butcher paper and VHS tape.

We got pie. We got Co-Cola.

Sprite lightning.

Dr. Seuss’ surrealistic work. If you already know the basic Dr. Seuss story, play the video and skip ahead to 4:40. That’s where the actual surrealistic work is.

Star Trek: Acid Party. (via b3ta)

A fascinating stroboscopic montage of human-made things down through the ages.

Head-stabilized video of a hurdler, his stabilized head inflating in perspective as he looms nearer and nearer.

Where hedges come from. They start them out miles long, cut them up in section to ship them out. Like a post hole farm of old well shafts, but horizontal.×984/media/img/photo/2020/11/photos-scenes-new-zealand/a25_636242677/original.jpg

Old photos colorized. Many pages to page through.

And they’re all so surprised and frantic. What did they think was gonna happen? That’s what the idiot light shaped like a cartoon bomb on the tach is there to tell you.

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