Monday 28 December 2009

Final hours for Briton on China's death row


No one has told him that he is about to die. But unless last-minute pleas for his life prove successful, a Kentish Town taxi driver who suffers from mental illness will be shot dead by the Chinese authorities within 24 hours.
Akmal Shaikh, a 53-year-old father of five who has been accused of smuggling four kilos of heroin into China's western Xinjiang province in 2007, could become the first Briton to be executed in China in modern times, and the first EU national to face the death penalty there in 50 years. But he has not been informed that his execution by a bullet to the neck has been scheduled for 10.30 tomorrow morning. The Chinese government says the information is being withheld on "humanitarian grounds".
Mr Shaikh's friends and family say he suffers from bipolar disorder and was too ill to stand trial. His cousins Soohail and Nasir Shaikh have travelled to China to try and deliver pleas for mercy to President Hu Jintao. But so far those pleas have fallen on deaf ears.
In his petition, his cousin Mr Soohail says: "We plead for his life, asking that a full mental health evaluation be conducted to assess the impact of his mental illness, and that recognition be made that he is not as culpable as those who might, under Chinese law, be eligible for the death penalty."
Clive Stafford Smith, the director of the human rights charity Reprieve, has petitioned for his pardon, amid fears that Beijing is aggrieved by the international reaction to its stance at the Copenhagen climate talks – in particular that of Britain, which blamed China for the failure of the talks when Ed Miliband said it had "hijacked" discussions.
"I like to think the Chinese will show compassion but I don't know," Mr Stafford Smith said yesterday. "I think on one level China is aggravated by what happened at Copenhagen, but I hope it won't hold that against him."
China executes more people than all other countries put together but rarely executes Westerners. The Foreign Office says it has pressed hard for his release. Over the last six months, the UK has forcibly raised the case with senior Chinese officials 10 times to no effect. Prime Minister Gordon Brown and the actor Stephen Fry are among many who have tried to intercede.
One of the key pieces of evidence in favour of the argument that Mr Shaikh is a sadly deluded figure, is a pop song he recorded called "Come Little Rabbit". Reprieve released the song in the hope that it would help convince the Chinese judiciary of his fragile mental state and halt his execution. Before he left for China, Mr Shaikh recorded the song, which he was convinced would bring peace to the world.
Among other possibly delusional moves, Mr Shaikh wrote emails to US and British officials calling himself a millionaire and a messiah. He moved to Poland several years ago, where he intended to set up an airline, which he was in no position to do. While in Warsaw, he wrote the song with a man named Carlos, who said he knew a producer in Kyrgyzstan who could help.
Mr Shaikh had no experience of singing in public before he headed to China, and campaigners say he was tricked into carrying the suitcase in Kyrgyzstan by the "producer", who was working for a criminal gang for whom he unwittingly carried drugs.
The UN special rapporteur on summary executions, Philip Alston, has condemned Beijing's stance. Insisting that there are "strong indications" Mr Shaikh suffers from mental illness, he called the prospective death penalty "a major step backwards for China".
Mr Shaikh's brother Akbar has written to the Chinese ambassador in London invoking the suffering of his mother. "She is a frail woman," he wrote, "and our family have not been able to break the news to her that she may lose her youngest child next week."
Working against Mr Shaikh are his insistence on holding his own defence, and his insistence during his trial that neither he nor his family have a history of mental illness. Witnesses say that his testimony was at times so absurd that even the judges were laughing.
The Chinese government says Mr Shaikh's conviction was carried out according to the country's laws. "Drug smuggling is a grave crime in international practice. During the entire process, the litigation rights and the relevant rights and interests of the defendant were fully respected and guaranteed. China has offered prompt consular information to the UK and arranged consular visits," said Foreign Ministry spokeswoman Jiang Yu.
New Wave of Democracy & Freedom! 冲破堤坝和高墙, 让自由和民主之河流入中国, 伊朗, 阿富汗和加沙地区. 2010, 新一波民主浪潮! #Iran #ch4iran ##iranelection#china#RT
During today’s protests in , as always, saw a surge of from protests in giving updates on the latest developments and using for coordination purposes.
However, this time around, people in China quickly joined Iranians in spreading the word and we witnessed an outpouring of in Chinese reporting on the situation. ‘CN4Iran’ quickly became one of the top ten trending topics on .
The people of China, who like Iranians, live under an oppressive regime are standing in solidarity with freedom fighters of and drawing inspiration from them; one tweet read “Today we free Tehran, tomorrow we take on Beijing”.

Lieberman: The United States Must Pre-Emptively Act In Yemen


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Riot Guards Beg for Forgiveness


People have cornered these security forces. People ask them 'why do you do this to your people?' and the riot guards ask for forgiveness.


Translation: 
'You are Yazid's - the Khalif against whom the Ashura uprising took place -forces', the woman shouts at them. One of the protesters then reassures them that they will not be beaten up, all they have to do is say Khameneii is a bastard. The woman can then be heard saying 'All you can do is kill your people is it?' and again they plead saying 'Please We are not killers'.

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Mehdi Karroubi has issued a statement offering condolences for today’s martyred protesters and condemning those carrying out oppression: “The sins that you have committed today cannot be forgiven by God. If you don’t have a belief in God, at least be a human.”
Karroubi offered a sharp comparison, asserting that even the Shah respected the day of Ashura and gave orders for people to be able to commemorate it as they wished...

The start of an Iranian intifada?

At the beginning of the current period of opposition, which started soon after Mahmoud Ahmadinejad's controversial reelection, the demonstrations were less frequent, with quiet periods of seeming normalcy in between.
Judging from the events of Ashura, however, they now seem to have the potential to turn into a full scale-civil disobedience campaign, not unlike the first intifada that the Palestinians initiated against Israel in 1987. This will mean continuous periods of strikes and civil disobedience, as well as more confrontations between members of the public and security forces.
The main factor contributing to the new status quo is the unrelenting policies of the Supreme Leader, which have pitted his version of the Islamic Republic against longstanding Islamic institutions.
This is a battle that he will find extremely difficult to win. In fact, if developments continue in their current form, they can, at a minimum, result in significant changes to the structure of his regime, or more drastically, lead to its total demise.
His decision to allow the Basij to mount an attack on mourners at Ayatollah Montazeri's funeral was one factor leading to the spread of opposition in rural areas, faster and more efficiently than any campaign the reformist camp could have arranged. Yes, there were members of the opposition who were trying to take advantage of the mayhem, but there were also many genuine mourners who had come to pay homage to a Grand Ayatollah. To Ayatollah Khamenei's forces, they were all the same. To allow attacks against the residents of a holy city where the seeds of the 1979 revolution were planted was not just dead wrong from a religious perspective, it was politically counter productive as well.
And to make matters worst, the very next day, the Supreme Leader's forces attacked mourners who were attending a ceremony for Montazeri at Isfahan's Seyyed mosque and members of the public were beaten up inside. The Basijis also tried to assault Isfahan's former Friday prayers leader, Ayatollah Seyyed Jalaleddin Taheri, who had arranged the ceremony. However his supporters protected him.
If the Shah had done such a thing, one could have attributed it to his brute dictatorial secularism. But for the Supreme Leader of an Islamic Republic to order violence against Islamic institutions means turning against the very establishment that formed the foundation -- or the very DNA -- of the current regime.
In 1987, to Palestinians, Israel's occupation of the West Bank and Gaza and the deteriorating political and economic situation there formed the nucleus of the political ideology that legitimized the first intifada.
Khamenei's increasing attacks against the Iranian public, followed by full-scale assaults against mosques and religious members of the community are creating the nucleus of an ideology that is legitimizing opposition, not just in cities, but throughout Iran.
However, ideology is not enough. To succeed, what is needed is to increase the frequency of opposition to the point where the morale of the regime and its forces are sufficiently eroded and they can no longer afford to carry on with their current policies, or even able to function.
Here again Ayatollah Khamenei seems to be helping the opposition. The brutal attack against the mourners at Montazeri's funeral meant that more people were motivated to turn up in the streets on Tasua (the day before Ashura), as well as on Ashura, which happened to fall on the 7th day of Montazeri's passing. In fact, small demonstrations have continued in different places since Montazeri was buried.
Further, on Ashura, his forces killed Seyed Ali Habibi Mousavi Khameneh, the nephew of Mir Hossein Mousavi. It's very possible that he happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. However, the Mousavi family would be forgiven for assuming that he was targeted for assassination. After all, how is it possible that among thousands upon thousands of demonstrators, he was one of the few who was shot dead? Was he followed from the beginning by an assassination team? Was he marked for death before he left the house? These are possible scenarios that cannot be overlooked.
And now his funeral, as well as the 7th day of his death, are going to provide other occasions that the opposition can use to turn up in the streets to demonstrate. Add to this 15 religious holidays, plus at least five major political ones. Meanwhile, more people are expected to be killed or arrested, meaning more mourning congregations and demonstrations. Put all these dates together and the regime could start facing demonstrations in unprecedented intervals.
Things could get much worse if the opposition turns to public strikes. With violence against the public expected to continue unabated, and Ahmadinejad planning to cut subsidies, which means more economic misery, the regime could in fact add to the attraction of this back-breaking scenario.
More than ever, the future of this regime hinges on Ayatollah Ali Khameni. He can save his regime and keep it in its current form if he learns from his recent mistakes and modifies the way his forces and government reach out to the public. Failure to readjust could turn out to be a very costly mistake.


Another Iranian cop joins the sea of green on a day when at least 10 protestors were shot.

Basij Commander Ordering Guards to Beat Demonstrators



" Pouya, Sadegh (names)"
"Hi- Where are you" "Beat them"
"Enghelab Ave. - Vali Asr Ave....Go there and beat them"
"These Foreigners have gone there to demonstrate, beat them silly, tear them apart, push them toward north, there more Basiji there to beat them"
"Very fast, dont waste time"

"Jalil (name) go to Enghelab Ave. fast and beat them up"
"Listen, beat and tear them apart, break their legs, god would like that"
"Mohammad - Sadegh - Jalil (Names)"
"Go to east side, about 350 people are gathering there, beat them hard, tear the bodies apart, all of them, send them all to Kahrizak,(the famous prison which beat, turture and rape many prisoners in north of Teharn)"
"Hello Ahmad(name) I can't hear you, yes yes, good news I hope"
"You go ahead and tear them apart, I will take the blame, don't worry, do it right now"
"There are 8 to 10 old ladies there, beat them up and clean them up"
"From Enghelab Ave. downward, send small group there"
"Emad - Sadegh (names), do them real fast, beat them and wait for my order there"
"Emad 2, Emad 2 (name) where are you?...They have attacked the fire department (People) , they have burnt their fir cars, get there fast and stop them, you all wait there and be alarm, wait for my order"
@'Why We Protest'

Tehran yesterday



Tehran




 

Face of the day


Twin Kranes - fizz n0r feedback (live)

Rastronaut - The Autumn Mix


   
TRACKLIST:

1. DEADBEAT – Lost Luggage
2. 2562 – Redux
3. 2562 – Basin Dub
4. 2562 – Kontrol
5. HIJAK – Babylon Timewarp
6. MUNGO’S HI-FI – Haffi Rock
7. ROB SPARX – Dub Warrior
8. ROB SPARX – Vagabundo
9. SKREAM – Rutten
10. ZOMBY – Spliff Dub (Rustie Remix)
11. ZERO 7 – Everything Up (Joker & Ginz Remix)
12. JOKER – Snake Eater
13. JOKER – Digidesign
14. LOEFAH – Disko Rekah
15. N-TYPE – HP Sauce
16. CHASE & STATUS – Madhouse (Dead Money Remix)
17. CHASING SHADOWS – Amirah
18. CHASING SHADOWS – Ill
19. BAR 9 – Strung Out
20. CARDOPUSHER – Homeless
21. JOKER & GINZ – ReUp
22. JAKES – In Tha Place To Be
23. RUSKO – Mr. Muscle
24. RUSKO – Moaners
25. THE PRODIGY – Take Me To The Hospital (Rusko Remix)
26. MR. OIZO – Flat Beat (16bit Remix)
27. BURAKA SOM SISTEMA – Sound Of Kuduro
28. BURAKA SOM SISTEMA – Luanda-Lisboa
29. RESO – Beasts In The Basement
30. SKISM – The Blank (16bit Remix)
31. EXCISION & DATSIK – Swagger
32. CYPRESS HILL – Child Of The West (Switchdub’s Dubstep Remix)
33. JAKES – Custard Cream
34. SKREAM – Blue Eyez

Mousavi's nephew killed in protest

Mousavi's nephew was killed after being shot in Tehran. Mousavi is currently in the morgue holding nephew's body #iran from web

 
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Lo - The Day After

 

Sunday 27 December 2009

Smoking # 43


Hard Choice for a Comfortable Death: Sedation

In almost every room people were sleeping, but not like babies. This was not the carefree sleep that would restore them to rise and shine for another day. It was the sleep before — and sometimes until — death.

In some of the rooms in the hospice unit at Franklin Hospital, in Valley Stream on Long Island, the patients were sleeping because their organs were shutting down, the natural process of death by disease. But at least one patient had been rendered unconscious by strong drugs.
The patient, Leo Oltzik, an 88-year-old man with dementia, congestive heart failure and kidney problems, was brought from home by his wife and son, who were distressed to see him agitated, jumping out of bed and ripping off his clothes. Now he was sleeping soundly with his mouth wide open.
“Obviously, he’s much different than he was when he came in,” Dr. Edward Halbridge, the hospice medical director, told Mr. Oltzik’s wife. “He’s calm, he’s quiet.”
Mr. Oltzik’s life would end not with a bang, but with the drip, drip, drip of an IV drug that put him into a slumber from which he would never awaken. That drug, lorazepam, is a strong sedative. Mr. Oltzik was also receiving morphine, to kill pain. This combination can slow breathing and heart rate, and may make it impossible for the patient to eat or drink. In so doing, it can hasten death.
Mr. Oltzik received what some doctors call palliative sedation and others less euphemistically call terminal sedation. While the national health coverage debate has been roiled by questions of whether the government should be paying for end-of-life counseling, physicians like Dr. Halbridge, in consultations with patients or their families, are routinely making tough decisions about the best way to die.
Among those choices is terminal sedation, a treatment that is already widely used, even as it vexes families and a profession whose paramount rule is to do no harm.
Doctors who perform it say it is based on carefully thought-out ethical principles in which the goal is never to end someone’s life, but only to make the patient more comfortable.
But the possibility that the process might speed death has some experts contending that the practice is, in the words of one much-debated paper, a form of “slow euthanasia,” and that doctors who say otherwise are fooling themselves and their patients.
There is little information about how many patients are terminally sedated, and under what circumstances — estimates have ranged from 2 percent of terminal patients to more than 50 percent. (Doctors are often reluctant to discuss particular cases out of fear that their intentions will be misunderstood.)
While there are universally accepted protocols for treating conditions like flu and diabetes, this is not as true for the management of people’s last weeks, days and hours. Indeed, a review of a decade of medical literature on terminal sedation and interviews with palliative care doctors suggest that there is less than unanimity on which drugs are appropriate to use or even on the precise definition of terminal sedation.
Discussions between doctors and dying patients’ families can be spare, even cryptic. In half a dozen end-of-life consultations attended by a reporter over the last year, even the most forthright doctors and nurses did little more than hint at what the drugs could do. Afterward, some families said they were surprised their loved ones died so quickly, and wondered if the drugs had played a role.
Whether the patients would have lived a few days longer is one of the more prickly unknowns in palliative medicine. Still, most families felt they and the doctors had done the right thing.
Mr. Oltzik died after eight days at the hospice. Asked whether the sedation that rendered Mr. Oltzik unconscious could have accelerated his death, Dr. Halbridge said, “I don’t know.”
“He could have just been ready at that moment,” he said.
With their families’ permission, Dr. Halbridge agreed to talk about patients, including Mr. Oltzik and Frank Foster, a 60-year-old security guard dying of cancer. He said he had come to terms with the moral issues surrounding sedation.
“Do I consider myself a Dr. Death who is bumping people off on a regular basis?” he asked. “I don’t think so. In my own head I’ve sort of come to the realization that these people deserve to pass comfortably...
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Beats In Space: Juan Atkins & Ashley Beedle

BIS Radio Show #499December 15 2009


Pt 1 with: Juan Atkins 1. Model 500 - Wanna Be There - R&S
2. Model 500 - Nightdrive (Thru Babylon) - Metroplex
3. Model 500 - Ocean To Ocean - Metroplex
4. Octave One - Life After Man - 430 West
5. Son's of The Dragon - The Journey Of Qui Niu (CV 313's The D Mix) - Echospace
6. Quince - GoBang - Delsin
7. The Black Dog - Train By The Autobahn (DJ Remix By Robert Hood) - Soma
8. The Vision - Explain The Style - Metroplex
9. Efdemin - The Pulse (John Beltran's Summer Light Remix) - Curle
10. Motorcitysoul - Vivid (Roman Flugel's Desperate Dub) - Simple Records
11. YNK - Schultze Swing - Percusa Records
12. Mendo - Everybody I Got Him (2009 Mix) - Cadenza
13. Unknown
14. Juan Atkins & Kimyon - Work For Money - All About
15. Robert Hood - Rhythm Of Vision - M-Plant
16. Kimyon - Platform View -
17. Unknown
18. Unknown

Pt 2 with: Ashley Beedle Electronic Rudie! Dub Can't Fail Mix:
19. 3 Generations Walking - Midnight Bustling (Francois Kevorkian Dub)
20. Basement 5 - Immigrant Dub
21. The Pop Group - 3:38
22. Dub Pistols feat . Rodney P - You'll Never Find (Dub)
23. Stiff Little Fingers - Bloody Dub
24. Generation X - Wild Dub
25. Flesh For Lulu - I'm Not Like Everybody Else (Dub Version)
26. The Pogues - Young Ned Of The Hill (Dub Version)
27. The Clash - One More Dub
28. Bauhaus - Here's The Dub (She's In Parties)
29. Leftfield - Dub Gussett
30. Air - How Does It Make You Feel? (Adrian Sherwood Mix)
31. Massive Attack vs Mad Professor - Radiation Ruling The Nation (Protection)
32. Reverend And The Makers - Sundown On The Empire (Adrian Sherwood On U Sound Disneydubland)
33. The Clash - Robber Dub
34. The Specials/Rico Rodriguez - Ghost Town (Extended Mix)

The attack during Khatami's speech yesterday

Scientists aim for musical impact

Superconducting magnet at Large Hadron Collider (Cern/M. Brice)
The Large Hadron Collider will have a song dedicated to it.

The official choir of the European Organization for Nuclear Research (better known by its French acronym Cern) is to record a song dedicated to the Large Hadron Collider (LHC).
The LHC is the vast physics experiment built in a 27km-long underground tunnel, which runs in a circle under the French-Swiss border.
The ditty written by clinical psychologist Danuta Orlowska has been set to the tune of the Hippopotamus song by Flanders and Swann and its chorus celebrates the Higgs boson - a sub-atomic particle that the LHC is designed to detect:
"Higgs, Higgs glorious Higgs," the tune goes, "the theory told them these thingamijigs, were so fundamental."

But this isn't Cern's first ode to particle physics. Staff members once wrote a rap song that was praised for its scientific accuracy - if little else.
"You see particles flying, in jets they spray. But you notice there ain't nothin', goin' the other way," they rap.
"You say: 'My law has just been violated - it don't make sense! There's gotta be another particle to make this balance'."
Buzz Aldrin, the second man to set foot on the Moon, also released a rap song this year.
"Rocket Experience", recorded with some help from rap artist Snoop Dogg, commemorated the 40th anniversary of the first manned mission to land on the Moon.
Crash landing?
In it, Buzz intones, "I am the space man", adding: "It's time to venture far, let's take a trip to Mars. Our destiny is to the stars."
The song was intended to convey the excitement of the Apollo era to a younger generation. But Andrew Harrison, associate editor of music magazine Word, is doubtful:
"I don't think we can call that a giant leap for hip-hop," he told BBC News. But he understands why Buzz and others turn to music in an attempt to convey the wonder of science.

"Scientists can feel a little unappreciated, in that there's this incredible stuff that they're discovering that is difficult to bring to popular attention. But what it does prove is that music is difficult," says Mr Harrison.
There are even songs dedicated to palaeontological discoveries. Jonathan Mann wrote a song about the discovery of a 4.4 million-year-old human-like creature called Ardipithecus ramidus, which might be a human ancestor.
The chorus goes: "Oh! Ardipithecus ramidus, Ardipithecus ramidus, She's related to all of us!"
Scientists are not just using music to inform the public, but also - in time-honoured fashion - to campaign.
'Don't take our dish'
The tune "Don't go messing with our Telescope" was released last year by The Astronomers to fight the closure of the famous Jodrell Bank Telescope in Cheshire, UK.
"And every day we live in hope, don't go messing with our telescope, don't take our dish, you'll leave a black hole," the verse implores.
A composition in an advert by Bio-Rad Laboratories set what was regarded as a high water mark in science music.
The video features a well-produced parody of "We are the World" with cameos from Willy Nelson, Bob Dylan and Bee Gees sound-alikes.
It is dedicated to a technique - called polymerase chain reaction (PCR) - which enables researchers to make millions of copies of short sequences of genetic material.
It has transformed molecular biology. So, argue the scientists, why not celebrate science with the same gusto as one might celebrate sport in a football song?
"PCR when you need to detect mutation (detect mutation), PCR when you need to recombine (recombine), PCR when you need to find out who the daddy is (who's your daddy?), PCR when you need to solve a crime (solve a crime)," goes the refrain.

Mungo's Hi Fi - Scotch Bonnet Mix (2007)


Mungo's Hi Fi
Scotch Bonnet Mix

Flying the flag for reggae in Scotland, Mungo's Hi Fi lay down nuff fine riddims from their arsenal in this exclusive studio mix.
Since 2002, Mungo's Hi Fi Soundsystem have been showing big love for all things reggae, dub, ska and dancehall by releasing some seriously high-grade music — not to mention regularly shaking Glasgow's foundations with their lofty speaker stacks.

Following three outings on London's Dubhead label, the lads decided to set up their own imprint in 2005 — the wonderfully titled Scotch Bonnet Records. There's been a slew of 7"s and 10"s so far, all as hot as the label name suggests, with their unstoppable Belly Ska Riddim blazing its way across the UK, America, Germany and Poland. And there's no let up in pressure; next month sees their huge Mary Jane Riddim unleashed on a series of singles that feature vocals from Top Cat, Carl Meeks, Kenny Knots, Mikey Murka, Soom T and El Fata. There's also a Mungo's Hi Fi album on the way, due out on Scotch Bonnet in the not-to-distant future. In fact, they tell us they're sitting on so much new material that they don't know what to do with it all!

For those unable to catch Mungo's Hi Fi on their European travels in the coming months, they've kindly supplied Spannered with this killer studio mix, packed full of unreleased Scotch Bonnet goodness. As you can tell, they've been feeling the current dubstep flavours too — hold tight for releases later in the year!



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Bonus Audio:
Joanna Newsom - Book of Right On (Mungo's Hi Fi Mix)

Kristin Hersh remembers her late friend Vic Chesnutt: 'I miss him more than I've missed anybody ever'



To say this is a difficult day for those who knew and cared about Vic Chesnutt, the singer-songwriter who died yesterday at age 45, can only be an understatement. “I miss him more than I’ve missed anybody ever,” Kristin Hersh (of Throwing Muses and solo fame) tells EW.com’s The Music Mix today, her voice heavy with emotion. ”Fifteen years was not enough time to prepare for this. It’s just hard to imagine a world without Vic.”
Chesnutt became one of Hersh’s dearest friends in the mid-90s, when he was her opening act on a solo acoustic tour of Europe. “It’s hard not to get close with Vic,” she recalls. “He was wonderful. A lot of people don’t know that, because he liked to think of himself as an ornery character, but he wasn’t. He was a sweetheart, and hilarious, absolutely hilarious.” The two went on to collaborate and perform together often in subsequent years, most recently at an R.E.M. tribute concert at NYC’s Carnegie Hall this past March. “Vic and I were very, very much alike, and that’s part of why we were so close,” says Hersh. “I feel like the last of a species after he’s gone.”

Through those years, friends couldn’t help but be aware of Chesnutt’s struggles with depression. “Vic was a real songwriter. Unlike 99 percent of the musicians out there, who suck for money, he was in it, living the songs. That’s a hard way of life….I don’t know how this minute was different from all the other ones, that it took Vic away. But you could see it in his eyes. I didn’t think [a tragic death] was inevitable, but it was definitely always there.”
Up until recently, Hersh and Chesnutt were planning to record a new album and tour together this year. Now that he’s gone, she’s set up a website to raise funds for his widow, Tina. Fans have already donated thousands of dollars. “Vic’s medical bills were astronomical. Like most musicians, he didn’t have insurance for a long time, and then when he got insurance, they wouldn’t pay his bills. I know that he was about 50 grand in debt just for medical bills….[Fans'] generosity is unbelievable.”
Asked about the possibility of a posthumous tribute to Chesnutt’s work, Hersh laughs through the tears. “I imagine he would think that was goofy. He’s also a difficult musician to cover…That’s part of what was so beautiful about his playing, the fluid timing. That’s what was truly inimitable about him. You can’t be Vic. I don’t recommend covering his songs, even though it’s been done before and I’ve done it myself. Vic played his own music, and that’s the way it should have been played, not by us peasants.”
Right now, though, the tragedy of his death is still too fresh for her to listen to his music. “There are hardly any of his songs that were not my favorites,” Hersh says. “All week, I couldn’t take [Chesnutt's 1998 album] The Salesman and Bernadette off. I had it on repeat over and over and over again. And then when I heard he was gone, I decided I wouldn’t be able to listen to it again.” Hersh pauses for a moment. “I hate the idea of him being in the past, but I don’t see how I can sit through one of his songs. There are so many memories — stupid memories, just hundreds and hundreds all at once. At least right now, I can’t really handle that.”
@'Entertainment Weekly'


kristinhersh someone just shared this w/me...vic & me doing "panic pure" live - http://is.gd/5CIVE 

Smoking # 42


Vic Chesnutt: Left to his own devices


Vic was our Keats, our Nina Simone. There will never be another like him. - Guy Picciotto, Fugazi
It’s funny the things we tend to remember, or I should say, the things I tend to remember. The minutiae. The first time I heard the name Vic Chesnutt was in the Fall of 1995; I was 20 years old and a sophomore at the University of Georgia in Athens. Having recently been turned on to Jack Logan, via the University radio station, I walked downtown to Wuxtry Records to pick up his 2-disc debut, Bulk. Paying for it at the counter the clerk, noting my purchase, asked if I  also liked Vic Chesnutt. No, I replied–I had never heard of him. That was 15 years ago. Chesnutt’s music has been with me ever since.
On Christmas day I heard the news that Vic Chestnutt was gone, dead at 45 from an overdose of muscle relaxants. Shocking as the news was, it was made even more surreal as I had just been shopping for Chesnutt vinyl a couple of days prior, had just seen him and his new (excellent) band December 1st here in L.A., and we had just listed At The Cut as not only one of our favorite albums of 2009, but deemed it “Chesnutt’s finest hour yet.” All appeared to be on the up and up for Chesnutt, at least from an outside perspective. In reality Chesnutt had apparently been struggling with deep depression, continued health issues, and stress and anxiety due to monster lawsuit from unpaid hospital bills in the tune of 50 thousand dollars. Tragic and sad.
Chesnutt was my kind of songwriter. There was no artifice, no bullshit. And while his music wasn’t pretty, and could be very grim at times, there was almost always a humor in it. How could there not be from the guy who wrote “Good Morning Mr. Hard On.” Like fellow Athenian Daniel Hutchens, he walked that fine line between the light and the dark. That magic lyrical twilight that you can’t quite put your finger on, but one that makes all the difference. Read Chesnutt’s lyrics; listen to his songs. A musician, he tread in the Southern Gothic literary tradition of William Faulkner, Tennessee Williams, Flannery O’Connor, but in the vein of contemporaries Harry Crews, Larry Brown and William Gay. Chesnutt wrote about what he knew; the new South, one struggling with its identity – half rooted in the present and half in the past.
Following a pair of critically well-received albums for New West Records, Silver Lake and Ghetto Bells, Chesnutt resurfaced in 2007 with the type of late-period album that not only revitalizes long-time listeners, but draws in new ones as well. North Star Deserter was the result of Chesnutt collaborating with Guy Picciotto of Fugazi, Thee Silver Mt. Zion and members of Godspeed You! Black Emperor. It was a dark, challenging record that truly gave Chesnutt’s lyrics a powerful backdrop unlike any previous recording. He would take time to record another collaboration, the more light-hearted and whimsical Dark Developments with Elf Power in 2008, but would return to his North Star Deserter collaborators for 2009’s astounding At the Cut.
Every bit its predecessor’s equal, if not its better, At The Cut found Chesnutt in rare lyrical form – dissecting his usual themes of mortality and existence with amazing precision. From opener “Coward” and its powerful sonics while Chesnutt dictates about “the courage of the coward,” to closer “Granny” and its short vignettes of actual interactions between Chesnutt and his late grandmother based on a dream that he had, the album is a sonic and thematic triumph. Now, in the wake of Chesnutt’s suicide, one of the album’s best songs has also taken on a different tone. “Flirted With You All My Life” was, as Vic explained it in an interview we conducted earlier this year, “about being a suicide. I’ve attempted suicide a couple of times and I think about things such as that. [People who attempt suicide] have a kind of love/hate relationship with death. I do, in some ways. That’s what I say in the song – ‘tease me with your sweet relief.’ The song is about realizing that I don’t want to die. I want to live.” A song that seemed to point to a triumph over Death’s call, instead now reads like a lost promise.
Vic’s last tour before his death was with the North Star Deserter/At The Cut studio band promoting the At the Cut album. On numerous nights of the tour, they brought an amazing and jaw-dropping set of songs to bear on the audience. Again in the interview he described working with the band as “one of the most incredible experiences, musically, I’ve ever had. The power is like a locomotive or something.” Seeing the band live, he wasn’t kidding. It was one of the best concert experiences of 2009 to go along with one of its finest albums. Talking with Vic was always a pleasure, too. In interviews, he was genuine and forthright in the way he spoke of his turbulent life – in person, he was a kind and friendly man who was approachable to his fans. He will be greatly missed. words/ j gage & j neas
+ Musician Kristin Hersh has set up a donation website on behalf of Chesnutt’s family in tribute to the artist. 100% of all funds raised will go to Vic’s family.
MP3: Vic Chesnutt :: Degenerate
MP3: Vic Chesnutt :: Flirted With You All My Life

@'Aquarium Drunkard'

Flying soon? Have fun

In the wake of 9/11, Malcolm Gladwell wrote a New Yorker article on the history of hijackings (PDF), concluding:
Can we close the loopholes that led to the September 11th attack? Logistically, an all-encompassing security system is probably impossible. A new safety protocol that adds thirty seconds to the check-in time of every passenger would add more than three hours to the preparation time for a 747, assuming that there are no additional checkpoints. Reforms that further encumber the country's already overstressed air-traffic system are hardly reforms; they are self-inflicted wounds.
The history Gladwell had detailed is one in which, repeatedly, security procedures on air travel had addressed the most recent crime or attempted crime, always looking backward and always being evaded by the next round of hijackers.
And, despite all the improvements in airport security, the percentage of terrorist hijackings foiled by airport security in the years between 1987 and 1996 was at its lowest point in thirty years. Airport-security measures have simply chased out the amateurs and left the clever and the audacious. "A look at the history of attacks on commercial aviation reveals that new terrorist methods of attack have virtually never been foreseen by security authorities," the Israeli terrorism expert Ariel Merari writes, in the recent book "Aviation Terrorism and Security."
In the wake of Christmas Day's failed terrorism attempt, the TSA is self-inflicting a few more wounds. The upshot is that air travel is getting a whole lot more miserable for those who are still willing to endure it.
According to a statement posted Saturday morning on Air Canada’s Web site, the Transportation Security Administration will severely limit the behavior of both passengers and crew during flights in United States airspace — restricting movement in the final hour of flight. Late Saturday morning, the T.S.A. had not yet included this new information on its own Web site.
"Among other things," the statement in Air Canada’s Web site read, "during the final hour of flight customers must remain seated, will not be allowed to access carry-on baggage, or have personal belongings or other items on their laps."
Also, only one carry-on item may be allowed, it's reported.
So, to recap. Improvements in airport security have historically not worked. Yet, in response to a failed terrorism attempt, a struggling industry in a struggling economy, and the poor saps stuck as its customers, will have to deal with more restrictions imposed not because there's any empirical support for their effectiveness, but so the TSA can appear to be Vigilant and Responsive.
If some terrorist organization wanted to change its stated goals to killing the US airline industry, they could probably declare victory relatively soon.

Dubstep hits the big time in US


Newcomer Ke$ha takes her first solo chart single "TiK ToK" to the top of the Billboard Hot 100 (2-1), released on Billboard.com Thursday (Dec. 24). Ke$ha is the first female vocalist to rise to No. 1 with her debut single since Lady Gaga stormed the list with "Just Dance" in January 2009.

There are two remixes from Untold for this single,first time in history we have some dubstep remixes for nr.1 single USA, so this is the biggest success for Untold and dubstep scene so far.

Ke$ha "TiK ToK"(untold remixes)

The Art of Drawing

isoHunt guilty of inducing copyright infringement


A U.S. federal court has ruled against torrent indexer isoHunt today, ruling the site is guilty of inducing copyright infringement. Claiming the case is so similar to that of Napster and Grokster in the 1990s, the case will not get a full trial and was given summary judgment.
The case, which began in 2006 when Columbia, Disney, Tristar, Twentieth Century Fox, Universal and Warner Bros issued a complaint against the site and owner Gary Fung, seems to be finally over, with the site seemingly going the way of Mininova, which removed all illegal torrents in November, at least in the U.S. It should continue to run full steam in Canada.
The ruling says Fung ran the site with “purposeful, culpable expression and conduct, aimed at promoting infringing uses of the websites.”
In their case, the defendants pointed out many cases in which users of the site were encouraged to pirate, including torrent categories such as "top 20 movies," or the ‘Box Office Movies’ section of the site which encouraged users to upload the top 20 highest-grossing movies of all time.
Staff and moderators of the site's official forum were also shown giving advice on how to download copyright films, how to rip DVDs, and how to use PeerGuardian to block IP addresses from the MPAA and other groups.

Saturday 26 December 2009

The Wire is an urbanistic enquiry too

They say “It’s not television, it’s Hbo”, but when you talk about The Wire is more like “It’s not Hbo, it’s even better”. Considering the quality of the writing, the value of the drama, the strenght of the plot, the series seems more like a vivid and grimey painting – near to literature – of the US society of the last decade, from the “post 9/11″ period to the financial crack of 2008.
But if this TV show is mostly a portrait of a society, it is also a map of an urban environment: in his case, the city of Baltimore (notably put for the first time on the once So-Cal-dominated series map, much like The Sopranos did with New Jersey).
Just like the characters are connected to each other and every action, as in the ancient epic or tragedy, has a cost for everybody, so are the locations.
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The first season of the show starts at the Pit: a square, located in Baltimore’s suburbia, where a new organization of young and black drug dealers is pushing cocaine and crack, while sitting on a sofa literally placed in the middle of the square.
From there, the screenplay drives us through a lot of different locations, all connected by The (same) Wire. From the Pit to the Grand Jury, from the student buildings to TV and media centers, from the harbour to the prisons, from the police department to greats lawyers’s offices, from the crack addicts squats to middle class flats: everything in The Wire seems shaded by the same corruption that makes hard to distinguish what right or wrong are.

But the point here is not merely a moral question, the point is that, in The Wire, the city appears clearly for what it is: an organic Social Network in which commercial, political, criminal informations and goods are passed through, like it happens in a DNA chain, making a difference not only for the single point, but for the whole chain.
As noted by James Harkin in his recent book Cyburbia: The Dangerous Idea That’s Changing How We Live and Who We are, The Wire is one of the most accurate enquiries over an urban environment – if you think at them as a network of exchanges. But it’s more than that, The Wire gives us a map to orientate ourselves in a modern city. And not in a prototype or just a city of the future, but the cities as we already know it: an urban conglomerate of chinese boxes where the money, their movements, their transfers, their rehabilitation from dirty money to clean and disposable money makes everything happen – from the planning of the instruction system to the renovation of urban areas, from transportations to media topics.
As a result of all these blind effects, The Wire shows his “omniscient” follower the daily reterritorialization of Baltimore’s “moral” geography.
As declared by screenwriter David Simon, the series’ deus ex machina, in a 2007 interview with The New Yorker: “The Wire was never a cop show. We were always planning to move further and further out, to build a whole city”.
For this and for several other reasons, we can say – along with a lot of other magazines and websites – that The Wire is not only the most outstanding TV show of the decade near to his end, but that it promises to become, even in the next years, an influential critical tool for social and urbanistic thought.
(Thanx Stan)

My steampunk wish


Should I ever get a MAC this is the one I want (combined with an old typewriter!)

*woof*


(Nervous) Rex AKA Fatboy Fat


Rex is about 17 and has been with us for 16 of those years. We got him through a newspaper ad. He had been found in the bush and we think had been hit by a car.
He initially was so nervous and cowered at the slightest movement and didn't bark for about the first year.
Now as he nears the end of his time with us he is very lame, very blind, very deaf, very smelly and still very loved.
The film above is a very moving account of the last days of Oden.

This one's for you Spacebubs

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Page to donate money for Vic Chesnutt's family set up by the very wonderful Kristen Hersh

What this man was capable of was superhuman. Vic was brilliant, hilarious and necessary; his songs messages from the ether, uncensored. He developed a guitar style that allowed him to play bass, rhythm and lead in the same song — this with the movement of only two fingers. His fluid timing was inimitable, his poetry untainted by influences. He was my best friend. I never saw the wheelchair—it was invisible to me—but he did. When our dressing room was up a flight of stairs, he'd casually tell me that he'd meet me in the bar. When we both contracted the same illness, I told him it was the worst pain I'd ever felt. "I don't feel pain," he said. Of course. I'd forgotten. When I asked him to take a walk down the rain spattered sidewalk with me, he said his hands would get wet. Sitting on stage with him, I would request a song and he'd flip me off, which meant, "This finger won't work today." I saw him as unassailable—huge and wonderful, but I think Vic saw Vic as small, broken. And sad.
I don't know if I'll ever be able to listen to his music again, but I know how vital it is that others hear it. When I got the phone call I'd been dreading for the last fifteen years, I lost my balance. My whole being shifted to the left; I couldn't stand up without careening into the wall and I was freezing cold. I don't think I like this planet without Vic; I swore I would never live here without him. But what he left here is the sound of a life that pushed against its constraints, as all lives should. It's the sound of someone on fire. It makes this planet better.
And if I'm honest with myself, I admit that I still feel like he's here, but free of his constraints. Maybe now he really is huge. Unbroken. And happy.
Love,
Kristin

Vic Chesnutt - Supernatural

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/middle_east/article6967927.ece

Neda Agha-Soltan is Times Person of the Year


Neda Soltan was not political. She did not vote in the Iranian presidential election on June 12. The young student was appalled, however, by the way that the regime shamelessly rigged the result and reinstalled Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. Ignoring the pleas of her family, she went with her music teacher eight days later to join a huge opposition demonstration in Tehran.
“Even if a bullet goes through my heart it’s not important,” she told Caspian Makan, her fiancé. “What we’re fighting for is more important. When it comes to taking our stolen rights back we should not hesitate. Everyone is responsible. Each person leaves a footprint in this world.”
Ms Soltan, 26, had no idea just how big a footprint she would leave. Hours after leaving home, she was indeed shot, by a government militiaman, as she and other demonstrators chanted: “Death to the dictator.”
Arash Hejazi, a doctor standing near by, remembers her looking down in surprise as blood gushed from her chest. She collapsed. More blood spewed from her mouth. As she lay dying on the pavement, her life ebbing out of her, “I felt she was trying to ask a question. Why?” said Dr Hejazi, who tried to save her life. Why had an election that generated so much excitement ended with a government that claims to champion the highest moral values, the finest Islamic principles, butchering its own youth?A 40-second telephone clip of Ms Soltan’s final moments flashed around the world. Overnight she became a global symbol of the regime’s brutality, and of the remarkable courage of Iran’s opposition in a region where other populations are all too easily suppressed by despotic governments.
Her name was invoked by Barack Obama, Gordon Brown and other world leaders. Outside Iranian embassies huge crowds of protesters staged candlelit vigils, held up her picture, or wore T-shirts proclaiming, “NEDA — Nothing Except Democracy Acceptable”. The internet was flooded with tributes, poems and songs. The exiled son of the Shah of Iran carried her photograph in his chest pocket.
She was no less of an icon inside Iran, whose Shia population is steeped in the mythology of martyrdom. Vigils were held. Her grave became something of a shrine, and the 40th day after her death — an important date in Shia mourning rituals — was marked by a big demonstration in Behesht-e Zahra cemetery in Tehran that riot police broke up.
It was not hard to see why Ms Soltan so quickly became the face of the opposition, the Iranian equivalent of the young man who confronted China’s tanks during the Tiananmen Square demonstrations 20 years earlier. She was young and pretty, innocent, brave and modern. She wore make-up beneath her mandatory headscarf, jeans and trainers beneath her long, black coat, and liked to travel. She transcended the narrow confines of religion, nationality and ideology. She evoked almost universal empathy.
The story of her death was so potent that the regime went to extraordinary lengths to suppress it. It banned a mourning ceremony, tore down black banners outside her home, and insisted that her funeral be private. It ordered her family to stay silent.
In the subsequent weeks any number of leading officials, ayatollahs included, sought to blame her death on British and American intelligence agencies, the opposition, and even the BBC — accusing its soon-to-beexpelled Tehran correspondent, Jon Leyne, of arranging her death so that he could get good pictures.
The regime announced investigations that, to no one’s surprise, exonerated it and all its agents. It managed to coerce Ms Soltan’s music teacher into changing his story, but it failed to do the same with Mr Makan, despite imprisoning him for 65 days — many of them in solitary confinement. Released on bail, he fled the country — making a five-day overland journey to escape.
Dr Hejazi also fled, back to Oxford where he had been taking a postgraduate course in publishing. There he confirmed in an interview in The Times that Ms Soltan was shot by a Basij militiaman on a motorcycle. But the regime still hounds him. It has harassed his family in Tehran, is trying to close his publishing company in the capital, and has accused him of helping British agents to kill Ms Soltan. It stages demonstrations outside the British Embassy demanding his extradition. He would be arrested the moment he returned to Tehran, meaning that he, his wife and infant son are now exiles.
When The Queen’s College, Oxford, established a scholarship in Ms Soltan’s name the regime sent the university a furious letter of complaint.
Back in Tehran, the regime tried to buy off Ms Soltan’s parents by promising them a pension if they agreed that their daughter was a “martyr” killed by foreign agents.
Her mother, Hajar Rostami Motlagh, was outraged. “Neda died for her country, not so that I could get a monthly income from the Martyr Foundation,” she said. “If these officials say Neda was a martyr, why do they keep wiping off the word ‘martyr’ in red which people write on her gravestone? ... Even if they give the world to me I will never accept the offer.”
Soon afterwards, government supporters desecrated her grave. The regime has not arrested or investigated Abbas Kargar Javid, who was caught by demonstrators seconds after he shot Ms Soltan. The crowd, unwilling to use violence, and with the police the enemy, let him go — but not before they had taken his identity card.
Six months on, it is obvious that Ms Soltan did not die in vain. The manner of her death, and the regime’s response, has shredded what little legitimacy it had left. She helped to inspire an opposition movement that is now led by her generation, which a systematic campaign of arrests, show trials, beatings, torture and security force violence has failed to crush, and whose courage and defiance has won the admiration of the world.
As the new year approaches, the so-called Green Movement appears to be gaining confidence and momentum. It no longer seems impossible that the regime could fall in 2010. If and when it does, Ms Soltan will be remembered as the pre-eminent martyr of the second Iranian revolution.