I don't have a favorite KISS song and I'm totally fine with that. Well, I like the Mats' cover of "Black Diamond," if that counts. Who cares about KISS, though, really.
Nothing much to report in terms of new ground here, as I've had OK Computer on in the background as I was reading Radiohead and Philosophy (full disclosure: I didn't buy it, it was a gift), one of those pop-philosophy essay collections like the one about The Simpsons. Easy breezy read as it should be for the most part, though certain writers' efforts to pack every paragraph to the gills with references to song titles can really get in the way of conveying a point. Just say what you want to say without getting bogged down in "you won't be let down by the moral dilemma that exists when you find yourself bulletproof and lucky though packt like sardines by our kinetic polyethylene world." That doesn't even mean anything! It isn't cute! Shut up! There are some nice essays about why we appreciate depressive artwork, and a surprisingly interesting piece about The Eraser that devotes much more thought to that one than I ever bothered to give it, but it's probably something I'll wrap up tonight/tomorrow morning and shelve till I find myself on another crazy Radiohead kick.
EDIT: It's also worth noting that they really went the extra mile when it came to the typography in this book, using Eurostile Wide Heavy (that's the one on The Bends and OK Computer and lots of sports telecasts around the late '90s), Plakatbau (Kid A/Amnesiac), and Mrs Eaves (Hail to the Thief.). Nice touch. I think In Rainbows uses something from the Interstate family, though it's hard to tell without the telltale lowercase g.
Nothing much to report in terms of new ground here, as I've had OK Computer on in the background as I was reading Radiohead and Philosophy (full disclosure: I didn't buy it, it was a gift), one of those pop-philosophy essay collections like the one about The Simpsons. Easy breezy read as it should be for the most part, though certain writers' efforts to pack every paragraph to the gills with references to song titles can really get in the way of conveying a point. Just say what you want to say without getting bogged down in "you won't be let down by the moral dilemma that exists when you find yourself bulletproof and lucky though packt like sardines by our kinetic polyethylene world." That doesn't even mean anything! It isn't cute! Shut up! There are some nice essays about why we appreciate depressive artwork, and a surprisingly interesting piece about The Eraser that devotes much more thought to that one than I ever bothered to give it, but it's probably something I'll wrap up tonight/tomorrow morning and shelve till I find myself on another crazy Radiohead kick.
EDIT: It's also worth noting that they really went the extra mile when it came to the typography in this book, using Eurostile Wide Heavy (that's the one on The Bends and OK Computer and lots of sports telecasts around the late '90s), Plakatbau (Kid A/Amnesiac), and Mrs Eaves (Hail to the Thief.). Nice touch. I think In Rainbows uses something from the Interstate family, though it's hard to tell without the telltale lowercase g.