Claire Tayler, or just Claire. Works as a social media writery type at VCCP. Blogs a mix of digital media, adventures, colourful food stuffs, and the odd dodgy craft project.
I saw this today and ooh ooh it’s very good. It’s made solely of music segments from Disney’s ‘Up’. The music’s all made by Pogo. Unfortunately with a library of songs made of copyrighted material he’s not on Spotify (just last.fm instead…).
It reminded me of Alice, a similar track that cuts Alice in Wonderland in the same way which turns out to be by the same guy. This made sense when I found out. I saw Alice on yoooooooooutube.com – a site which delayed and tiled Youtube videos to make strange and hypnotic patterns – and made it all look mad. Yoooooooooutube seems to be gone now though, which is sad because it was silly and nice.
Faris recently Tumbled this image. Interesting, I thought. But I have no radio (and in other news my TV watching stretches to iPlayer, surfthechannel, and 4od, the latter of which I rarely go near out of interface laziness) and wasn’t sure this average quite applied to me*, so I reflected upon my week of insane laziness and drew a picture of what I’ve probably done.
*or perhaps I was just fidgety and had a tablet handy.
I suspect that the book part is in fact fictitious. I’ve been halfway through 2001: A Space Odyssey for three months now, although perhaps this is because I’m more of a Phillip K Dick fan, rather than having a dislike of books (which I do not).
I have some tapes left over from when I was three made by my Father.
My Dad’s the computery type. When I was young I used to sit on his knee whilst he would show me the exciting things you could do with excel (changing the colour of cell backgrounds mostly). Which was great..
He also got hold of some tapes and read me stories into them. I think the idea was that I’d master the tape machine and play them back to myself; some sort of Utopian parenting. Unfortunately the recordings captured real life which involves small-me talking and prodding the tape machine. That said, there’s a great rendition of chicken licken on them.
I’ve got hold of this archaic thing, from Maplins. It records tapes into Mp3 format via USB, which is nice because you don’t loose too much quality and the original’s pretty 1990s quality so could do with being preserved.
So I’ve now got tapes full of my Father’s story-telling voice and my small interruptions onto my laptop (apparently far before the story even started I was quite aware of Chicken Licken’s impending doom). There’s also also some unpleasant recordings from when I was seven and had learned to sing Fara Jacque out of tune which have pointedly not been digitalised.
We’ve never had a video camera, and I think this might be better.
Yeah, okay it’s really old. But everytime I watch it I love it a little bit more. More UK venues please Mr Etienne de Crecy, and bring those nice shiny cubes along too.
This is a really good idea executed brilliantly. “A real human interface” – basically a human in a box being a computer. Not just any any old human; one with thick glasses and a spinning rainbow loading/freezing circle so you know it’s a mac.
Am I sold because it uses cardboard props? Not solely. It’s got nice style (the hand-pushed loading bars, the small bits of ham floating around, nice use of selotape, and silly nice details like the windcatcher), and I like that it pretends to be interactive, even if isn’t.
