Monday, 11 February 2013
Friday, 8 February 2013
tattoos
Skin Deep: Horiyoshi IIIfrom Johnnie Shand Kydd on Nowness.com.
it was never that likely i was going to not post....
check this out (graphic image in middle warning). some serious tattoo action!
Tuesday, 5 February 2013
post 1000
at first i was going to have some sort of graphic about what 1000 miles on the bike looked like but the last couple of months inactivity have made me feel a bit forlorn on that front.
so then i thought i do something about poetry, being that's what the majority of the posts were about. i was thinking about the obama inauguration poem thing. as luck would have it i was watching the tv when the poem came on. i hadn't heard of richard blanco and, maybe it was the cold, but he looked a bit nervous (who wouldn't). and then the poem. again, maybe it's just me, but i really wasn't into it. the bit about the shooting? no thanks. but, it seems i'm way in the minority. i didn't quite get this esp given a long of the negative shenanigans around elizabeth alexander the last time. i wasn't super fussed for that poem either but in comparison with blanco i found i was more into it second time around.
plus the poems are kind of similar... i'm just saying. and then there was a whole thing about the reception of the poem, was it maybe not about the poem, i thought, but about who was speaking it? a can of worms! either way, poems for the election - a good thing. republicans take note. looking at inauguration poems i came across miller williams, who i also didn't know, and am into a collected thing of his at the moment. liking it so far. but my favourite? james dickey. so much better he didn't get to read it! the democrats, they like their arts but only if they're safe! ( i should point out i'm not getting preachy at americans here - if the uk were to have poetry the horror would be total - most likely it'd be some child in some sort of talent format, mentored by and orange person from essex or somesuch)
but what of post 1000? i came across a fabulous alternate cover for dostoevsky's the idiot here (i'm not copying the image so as you have to go and look - it's worth it) along with a whole bunch of other covers for sylvia plath's the bell jar (don't forget to scroll down for mccarthy's the road). naturally, the guardian got a hold of it, seeing a show just recently sylvia plath seems to have become the guardian's house poet. except maybe they don't talk so much about the poetry but just go on and on and on and on about the poet. and maybe not so much about the actual sylvia plath but that that other sylvia plath upon whom it seems there is no limit to the number of ideological donkeys that may be placed around her imaginary neck. indeed for some of the guardianistas it seems the 'sylvia plath' has grown and grown until it seems for some of them she is actually also anne sexton.
this last, being an anne sexton fanboy, is a bit irksome. not just well...because!!! but because the plath that emerges from sexton's writings is very different from the plath in the many strands of the official version. a bit odd, certainly troubled, but human and, reading sexton, got me back to actually reading plath (tho not the bell jar i have to admit). and it's kind of that that has me writing post 1000. sylvia plath's worth reading because she's worth reading. i don't care about richard blanco's back story because he's already giving me what he wants to say. i can't be doing with this numbing concern with the person doing the writing, it's like the safety valve for the celebrity obsessions of the middle classes. it may be they don;t want to admit they've been browsing the side bars of the daily mail but when it comes to talking about a writer's 'private life' it's the same old same old.
there's around five hundred poems dotted about this blog. i know almost nothing about most of them. maybe, in time, through their work i'll get to know them a bit better but most likely not. reading the poetry or reading about the poet? the choice is clear for me. but, horse for course and all that....
so that's post 1000 and i'm not entirely certain there'll be more beyond this. blogging i think has maybe had its day and even if it hasn't i just don;t seem to have the time in the day any more. so maybe there will be sporadic posts and maybe there won't. whatever, have a browse, read the poems. yes, have a browse. kick back. reaad the poems.
so then i thought i do something about poetry, being that's what the majority of the posts were about. i was thinking about the obama inauguration poem thing. as luck would have it i was watching the tv when the poem came on. i hadn't heard of richard blanco and, maybe it was the cold, but he looked a bit nervous (who wouldn't). and then the poem. again, maybe it's just me, but i really wasn't into it. the bit about the shooting? no thanks. but, it seems i'm way in the minority. i didn't quite get this esp given a long of the negative shenanigans around elizabeth alexander the last time. i wasn't super fussed for that poem either but in comparison with blanco i found i was more into it second time around.
plus the poems are kind of similar... i'm just saying. and then there was a whole thing about the reception of the poem, was it maybe not about the poem, i thought, but about who was speaking it? a can of worms! either way, poems for the election - a good thing. republicans take note. looking at inauguration poems i came across miller williams, who i also didn't know, and am into a collected thing of his at the moment. liking it so far. but my favourite? james dickey. so much better he didn't get to read it! the democrats, they like their arts but only if they're safe! ( i should point out i'm not getting preachy at americans here - if the uk were to have poetry the horror would be total - most likely it'd be some child in some sort of talent format, mentored by and orange person from essex or somesuch)
but what of post 1000? i came across a fabulous alternate cover for dostoevsky's the idiot here (i'm not copying the image so as you have to go and look - it's worth it) along with a whole bunch of other covers for sylvia plath's the bell jar (don't forget to scroll down for mccarthy's the road). naturally, the guardian got a hold of it, seeing a show just recently sylvia plath seems to have become the guardian's house poet. except maybe they don't talk so much about the poetry but just go on and on and on and on about the poet. and maybe not so much about the actual sylvia plath but that that other sylvia plath upon whom it seems there is no limit to the number of ideological donkeys that may be placed around her imaginary neck. indeed for some of the guardianistas it seems the 'sylvia plath' has grown and grown until it seems for some of them she is actually also anne sexton.
this last, being an anne sexton fanboy, is a bit irksome. not just well...because!!! but because the plath that emerges from sexton's writings is very different from the plath in the many strands of the official version. a bit odd, certainly troubled, but human and, reading sexton, got me back to actually reading plath (tho not the bell jar i have to admit). and it's kind of that that has me writing post 1000. sylvia plath's worth reading because she's worth reading. i don't care about richard blanco's back story because he's already giving me what he wants to say. i can't be doing with this numbing concern with the person doing the writing, it's like the safety valve for the celebrity obsessions of the middle classes. it may be they don;t want to admit they've been browsing the side bars of the daily mail but when it comes to talking about a writer's 'private life' it's the same old same old.
there's around five hundred poems dotted about this blog. i know almost nothing about most of them. maybe, in time, through their work i'll get to know them a bit better but most likely not. reading the poetry or reading about the poet? the choice is clear for me. but, horse for course and all that....
so that's post 1000 and i'm not entirely certain there'll be more beyond this. blogging i think has maybe had its day and even if it hasn't i just don;t seem to have the time in the day any more. so maybe there will be sporadic posts and maybe there won't. whatever, have a browse, read the poems. yes, have a browse. kick back. reaad the poems.
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
lancing the boil
days now from the lance armstrong 'revelations' it appears that, as a result of the oprah interview, his popularity may have gone down. oh dear. what a shame. but, despite the spectre of ensuing legal cases, where companies that benefited for years from all the lance exposure, capitalise on the whole shenanigans rearing its ugly head again, getting more publicity and clawing their money back. cycling dirty? you don't say!
the oprah thing was about as predictable as it was likely to be and never that likely to go down well with a non-american audience. lance's continuing references to his 'flaws, the cloying nods back to family, oprah's long pauses and just that nagging ever present hello magazine style air of 'he's a (rich) celebrity' were all something that is mostly absent from that sort of interview here (see how it's done here).
or maybe not. in it. phil 'voice of cycling' and long time lance defender liggett wonders where all the drugs have come from. maybe he missed all those years commenting on the most dope soaked races ever run. honestly, phil, did you really believe people could cycle up those mountains at that speed and not even break sweat?
but here's a thought experiment for the likes of phil. hypothetically of course. once upon a time there's a guy called thom wiesel. thom's a cycling fan, such a fan he bails out usa cycling back in the nineties when they're having a bit of difficulty. thom's such a cycling fan he's even getting into sponsoring his own team. around this time he's also starting to invest in a new biotech start up. pop quiz cycling fans - can you guess what this company is going to produce?
yes that's right it's amgen and it's epo. now once the money starts rolling in the team that weisel is involved in sponsoring has a change of name. and sponsor. that's right. it's us postal! is it too speculative to be joining those dots yet? course there's a body that sorts out all that stuff, right? that. at that time was headed up by one hein verbruggen. now there have been a variety of accusations made about hein verbruggen but so far very few that suggest a conflict of interest with thom weisel handling some of his financial affairs.
now it could be that all of this is no more than internet smoke and mirrors. phil liggett's well respected and well loved around the world and maybe he just couldn't see what was going on for being too close. and now we're in an era of clean cycling. where things have changed. really? who's watching the tour of california this year? the amgen tour of california. the same amgen that puts profit before patients?
it seems in the wacky world of cycling that there's a blind spot when it comes to sponsors and money and a collective amnesia about the effect of business on racing. why it appears that even some of the most outspoken critics of drugs in cycling may have a teeny bit of a double standard when it comes to the blush of a dollar at the amgen event
you'd be forgiven for reading many of the articles and comment by fans re armstrong that the real issue is not epo/drugs and their association with cycling but the fact that armstrong really just isn't a very nice person. for comparison try - miguel indurain (lovely guy)/lance armstrong (dick). or alternately watch all those conveniently six month banned zabriskie, vandevelde, leipheimer types lining up contrite and fighting for the future of the sport' at the AMGEN tour of california. no irony whatsoever.
and talking about that institutionalised doping. what about them rabobanks? not quite such a news story without 'nasty' lance and complicated by most of it no doubt being in dutch or flemish, the effort of translating which precludes most english speaking cyclists from outrage. could it just possibly be that there's not just a problem with the riders, the institutions but with the fans themselves?
there's a rumour kicking about today that lance's 'people' have been in touch with no fuss to see if he can ride the tour de ben nevis. most likely bollocks but cue predictable outpourings of outrage from some members of the mountain bike community. it's amazing when there's so much poverty knocking about, the economy's down the toilet, wars are sparking up everywhere, just what it takes to raise the ire of a certain type of cyclist.
me, if you asked me to cycle like those professionals do you could pour drugs into me with a hose. come to think of it most days when i'm wheezing up some hill you could pour drugs into me with a hose! would it be worth it tho? having seen the lance machine ever so briefly up close i wouldn't swap a minute to walk in those shoes. but that's a lesson you can see not being learnt (more in road than mountain biking i'd speculate) every weekend at every race. too many people, well, men, taking it waaaay too seriously.
at the end of his interview lance gets asked the moral of his story (you what!!!). he doesn't know. well, lance, i'll give you a clue. winning at any cost has a price and now's the time to be paying. as to those outraged cycling fans. really? time to take some responsibility for having the blinkers on all those years. lance never made you put those on. you did that all by yourself.
*i should point out that where possible i've included links for any internet speculations re the above. as for the big pharma and epo cases kathleen sharp's blood medicine, while not the best book in the world, is as good a place to start as any. seeing what this crew have got up to and the amount of money involved puts having your cycling spectating memories ruined by some guy on a bike properly into perspective.
the oprah thing was about as predictable as it was likely to be and never that likely to go down well with a non-american audience. lance's continuing references to his 'flaws, the cloying nods back to family, oprah's long pauses and just that nagging ever present hello magazine style air of 'he's a (rich) celebrity' were all something that is mostly absent from that sort of interview here (see how it's done here).
or maybe not. in it. phil 'voice of cycling' and long time lance defender liggett wonders where all the drugs have come from. maybe he missed all those years commenting on the most dope soaked races ever run. honestly, phil, did you really believe people could cycle up those mountains at that speed and not even break sweat?
but here's a thought experiment for the likes of phil. hypothetically of course. once upon a time there's a guy called thom wiesel. thom's a cycling fan, such a fan he bails out usa cycling back in the nineties when they're having a bit of difficulty. thom's such a cycling fan he's even getting into sponsoring his own team. around this time he's also starting to invest in a new biotech start up. pop quiz cycling fans - can you guess what this company is going to produce?
yes that's right it's amgen and it's epo. now once the money starts rolling in the team that weisel is involved in sponsoring has a change of name. and sponsor. that's right. it's us postal! is it too speculative to be joining those dots yet? course there's a body that sorts out all that stuff, right? that. at that time was headed up by one hein verbruggen. now there have been a variety of accusations made about hein verbruggen but so far very few that suggest a conflict of interest with thom weisel handling some of his financial affairs.
now it could be that all of this is no more than internet smoke and mirrors. phil liggett's well respected and well loved around the world and maybe he just couldn't see what was going on for being too close. and now we're in an era of clean cycling. where things have changed. really? who's watching the tour of california this year? the amgen tour of california. the same amgen that puts profit before patients?
it seems in the wacky world of cycling that there's a blind spot when it comes to sponsors and money and a collective amnesia about the effect of business on racing. why it appears that even some of the most outspoken critics of drugs in cycling may have a teeny bit of a double standard when it comes to the blush of a dollar at the amgen event
you'd be forgiven for reading many of the articles and comment by fans re armstrong that the real issue is not epo/drugs and their association with cycling but the fact that armstrong really just isn't a very nice person. for comparison try - miguel indurain (lovely guy)/lance armstrong (dick). or alternately watch all those conveniently six month banned zabriskie, vandevelde, leipheimer types lining up contrite and fighting for the future of the sport' at the AMGEN tour of california. no irony whatsoever.
and talking about that institutionalised doping. what about them rabobanks? not quite such a news story without 'nasty' lance and complicated by most of it no doubt being in dutch or flemish, the effort of translating which precludes most english speaking cyclists from outrage. could it just possibly be that there's not just a problem with the riders, the institutions but with the fans themselves?
there's a rumour kicking about today that lance's 'people' have been in touch with no fuss to see if he can ride the tour de ben nevis. most likely bollocks but cue predictable outpourings of outrage from some members of the mountain bike community. it's amazing when there's so much poverty knocking about, the economy's down the toilet, wars are sparking up everywhere, just what it takes to raise the ire of a certain type of cyclist.
me, if you asked me to cycle like those professionals do you could pour drugs into me with a hose. come to think of it most days when i'm wheezing up some hill you could pour drugs into me with a hose! would it be worth it tho? having seen the lance machine ever so briefly up close i wouldn't swap a minute to walk in those shoes. but that's a lesson you can see not being learnt (more in road than mountain biking i'd speculate) every weekend at every race. too many people, well, men, taking it waaaay too seriously.
at the end of his interview lance gets asked the moral of his story (you what!!!). he doesn't know. well, lance, i'll give you a clue. winning at any cost has a price and now's the time to be paying. as to those outraged cycling fans. really? time to take some responsibility for having the blinkers on all those years. lance never made you put those on. you did that all by yourself.
*i should point out that where possible i've included links for any internet speculations re the above. as for the big pharma and epo cases kathleen sharp's blood medicine, while not the best book in the world, is as good a place to start as any. seeing what this crew have got up to and the amount of money involved puts having your cycling spectating memories ruined by some guy on a bike properly into perspective.
glencoe climbers
doubtless anyone who's watched the news in the uk over the weekend will know about the four people killed in glencoe this weekend. one of them, chris bell, wasn't known to me directly but that was mainly because any race i was in with him he was always lapping me! and he was well known within that small community of online mountain biking people.
i saw his parents on the tv and they seemed, to me, to be responding with a great deal of courage but none of this can disguise the fact that there's four families who've lost their loved ones tragically early and another remains struggling for life in hospital. to those families, of tom chesters, rachel majumdar and una finnegan, my condolences and best wishes and a speedy recovery for the others
it seems they weren't do anything they shouldn't and they were well equipped for the conditions and that the avalanche they were caught in was one of those occasions where so many of us can say, there but for the grace of god...
should that be the case, and even if not, should the mood come upon you luke bradley (another one of those anonymous faces i don't know from the internet world) has set up a just giving page here
*luke, if you're reading this i hear you're burning the candle at both ends. last i heard you weren't so far away - if you fancy a bike/daunder get in touch
i saw his parents on the tv and they seemed, to me, to be responding with a great deal of courage but none of this can disguise the fact that there's four families who've lost their loved ones tragically early and another remains struggling for life in hospital. to those families, of tom chesters, rachel majumdar and una finnegan, my condolences and best wishes and a speedy recovery for the others
it seems they weren't do anything they shouldn't and they were well equipped for the conditions and that the avalanche they were caught in was one of those occasions where so many of us can say, there but for the grace of god...
should that be the case, and even if not, should the mood come upon you luke bradley (another one of those anonymous faces i don't know from the internet world) has set up a just giving page here
*luke, if you're reading this i hear you're burning the candle at both ends. last i heard you weren't so far away - if you fancy a bike/daunder get in touch
Monday, 21 January 2013
top drawing skills
me being ensconced in the drawing it's always nice to see what other people are doing and i'm very much liking the carne griffiths today. i like all the botanical-ness of it but i was particularly amused (if you follow the link) to note the use of a hairdryer in the execution. i thought it was just me!
Saturday, 5 January 2013
and then some irish
i'll leave it to irish people to argue different bit it often seems, from this neck of the woods, that the irish poetry scene is just a bit better than ours. or i could be wrong...
anyway, here's this as evidence. it seems to originate from some lovely people somewhere called kinsale (previously known to me only as a pub, t was maybe by it once) who will even send you a poem to your inbox should you wish it. lovely...
anyway, here's this as evidence. it seems to originate from some lovely people somewhere called kinsale (previously known to me only as a pub, t was maybe by it once) who will even send you a poem to your inbox should you wish it. lovely...
Friday, 4 January 2013
speaking the swedish
and now that it's the new year i'm back from spending the festives with my relatives including my now linguistically able niece.
i'd warned her mum and dad that i was coming with a range of swedish nouns but very few verbs and no grammar. they smiled indulgently in that swedish way, esp when they saw me trying to relate what i'd been listening to contrasted with the delivery of a two year old! a couple of days tho and we were well off the mark. there's nothing like a small child as a learning aid!
the plan now is get some consolidation done between now and the summer. one of the local papers was up last year looking for an interview so i'd like to be able to do at least a bit of that in swedish. plus i should, hopefully, be getting a bit of a look at some swedenlandish healthcare and it'd be nice to confound a few stereotypes about english speaking foreigners!
i think in the last post about the swedish i was complaining that i couldn't find a way into the language. now it's not so much the certain somethings i know and like about other languages that have opened the door but the actual speaking of it that is just so much fun. i can't wait to get back!
i'd warned her mum and dad that i was coming with a range of swedish nouns but very few verbs and no grammar. they smiled indulgently in that swedish way, esp when they saw me trying to relate what i'd been listening to contrasted with the delivery of a two year old! a couple of days tho and we were well off the mark. there's nothing like a small child as a learning aid!
the plan now is get some consolidation done between now and the summer. one of the local papers was up last year looking for an interview so i'd like to be able to do at least a bit of that in swedish. plus i should, hopefully, be getting a bit of a look at some swedenlandish healthcare and it'd be nice to confound a few stereotypes about english speaking foreigners!
i think in the last post about the swedish i was complaining that i couldn't find a way into the language. now it's not so much the certain somethings i know and like about other languages that have opened the door but the actual speaking of it that is just so much fun. i can't wait to get back!
Wednesday, 12 December 2012
more objects of desire
i loved this thing the instant i saw it(much more than peter carey's book, the chemistry of tears, which covers this very subject. much, much more!). imagine my surprise then that's its maker, the house of automata, is based here in scotland. so definitely a visit the next time we're in that neck of the woods. the only slight problem is that t has a freakish fear of just these very automata. so much she can only look at them from across the room!
Tuesday, 11 December 2012
one for the brazilians...
came across this in via the guardian today. obviously it appeals to that same strand as the rouleur reader in me. and equally i understand barely a word - i did immediately send it to my only brazilian protuguese speaking frind demanding she be my film watching proxy. can't wait to see a subtitled version
Thursday, 6 December 2012
long cold winter nights?
feel like you have too much time on your hands?
fell like making taking that picture just a little more complicated?
then check this out.
genius!
fell like making taking that picture just a little more complicated?
then check this out.
genius!
Saturday, 24 November 2012
kanitta meechubot
one of the strands i look for in visual art these days is something that captures a sense of what it is i see and do at work. so i was browsing an old copy of granta this morning and came across kanitta meechubot. you can see more in this series here, catch up on her blog here and if you're in that london you can see her exhibition at the book club until january (should you want to send me the accompanying catalogue i would accept it with some gratitude!)
in contrast, and seeing as how i'm never going to get round to it, i've had a blog post kicking about in my head that's kind of jeanette winterson, kind of virginia woolf and a bit of a lament about the state of writing at the moment. maybe this is because i'm just after reading woolf's the waves, which if it was written today i'd hazard wouldn't have chance one of getting published, and a fair bit of la winterson, who i'm always surprised gets published at all.
there seems, to me (!), to be so much really excellent, thought provoking and generally wow-ish visual art knocking about these days (all hail the internet) in contrast to the written word. is it just because reading takes longer? are there repositories of genuinely dazzling writing that it just takes too long to get to? who knows? me, rather than reading i'm going off out on my bike with a head full of kanitta meechubot. that'll do me!
Thursday, 22 November 2012
needless objects of desire
xmas is rearing its ugly head once again and the shops are full of tat. naturally (despite the fact that my head is still set around the traditional time of xmas being around the third week of december) i'm being questioned about what things i don't need or want that i 'hope' to get and what'll i'll be getting t.
to the latter any shrug of the shoulders is met with the inevitable 'get her jewelry/perfume' response quickly followed by frank bewilderment that t wouldn't want or need either of those things. 'she says no but she means yes' my female colleagues tell me with no hint of irony before, i am sure, discussing t's failings as a woman.
hardly more acceptable in their eyes is my contention that i don't really want or need anything beyond, if i'm lucky, some decent time off (t loves xmas with all the trimmings) around the festives so that we can kick back, make some decent food and maybe go for some walks. this year, assuming t can stay out of hospital, most likely we'll do some work in the shop, which will be great but a fact i probably won't share as my work colleagues will think it's even odder.
all of which was fine until i happened upon the derringer site. oh my goodness. how much do i want one of them? no matter how i might rail against useless consumerism, that they aren't practical and very likely not even legal here i would love one of these just to look at. maybe if i'm back in the states i can get a shot...
in the meantime check out the bit about board track racing. who knew?
Monday, 19 November 2012
the fire lookout
A Day in the Life of a Fire Lookout. from Gary Yost on Vimeo.
every so often t will go off on one about us needing to be out and about more, usually after a long day at the felt mine or somesuch. i point out that there's only so many hours in the day and we can't, in that stretched time that's required for making anything that requires imagination, be out lolling about in various guises when we could be doing the stuff we prefer (and, for me, actual work, being on the bike and the like). imagine, i suggest, if we could only be shut away with no distractions, how much we could get done. t, always the more sociable, will point out the many ways in which human contact might be beneficial. as opposed to isolation she will point out and then, looking at me, say, but that all sounds great to you doesn't it?
since i was wee i've always fancied those isolated lives - lighthouse keeping and the like - and i remember being very taken with the idea of being a fire lookout. true, i think maybe back in my teens there was a big element of just being away but these days i could quite fancy the routine and rhythm of it all but most of all the quiet. last year, after days on the bike and no more noise than the wind, the sea and the tent we came back home to be deafened by all the racket, dazzled by the intrusion of the tv.
i remember too, the disappointment the first time i read about jack kerouac and desolation peak. me and jack, who were never really close, parted ways i think at that point. possibly i have more insight now but i still have the same sense of amazement that i had then, that he just couldn't hack it. disappointingly tho, i never did suss out how to do a stint myself to see if i would fare any better. seeing the above tho, i think i might...
Friday, 16 November 2012
the swedish
the learning of the swedish drags on. i'm willing to accept that maybe sometimes it takes a while for a language to reveal itself but so far, swedish is taking the biscuit. i have, for example, yet to find a word that just sounds better in swedish* than anything else and that's before the bewildering number of words that have just been adopted straight from english, or german or even a bit of french. but that's the swedes for you - get a word, put att in front of it and an a on the end and hey presto a whole new verb! and that's before the you see them using their famous economy. why have two words when you can have one - just add a diacritic. then, just when you think you're getting it, welcome to the world of dialect. ost you say? no, oost. oost, no, ost? no, oost, you're in gotland now son.
or just speak english. mostly i thought all the english speaking was due to the export of all that uk daytime tv, a daily diet of midsummer murders and general swedish politeness. but perhaps not.
*i should point out that while i may not have discovered a swedish word that encompasses a thing better than any other but i do love the vowel sounds. the best bit of flying is being in the queue at the airport, hearing the sounds, right before realising i can't understand then! (hint - internet radio is your friend!)
or just speak english. mostly i thought all the english speaking was due to the export of all that uk daytime tv, a daily diet of midsummer murders and general swedish politeness. but perhaps not.
*i should point out that while i may not have discovered a swedish word that encompasses a thing better than any other but i do love the vowel sounds. the best bit of flying is being in the queue at the airport, hearing the sounds, right before realising i can't understand then! (hint - internet radio is your friend!)
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