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Blogs are so 2004.

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Since i've not updated this thing for month & that I needed an outlet to post this, i figure this is a good way to come back with a post of sorts. I think these days I spend most of my days on Tumblr. I wish there's a way to auto-tumblr links to Movabletype. I'm sure there's a plugin somewhere, i'm just too lazy to look it up.

So besides all that how is everyone? I totally miss the big Coachella update for the year. I'm sure everyone that reads this has already seen my Flickr set for it, if not, here's a link. It was the Coachella w/ the largest entourage, for me at least. I dont think i've ever been to Coachella w/ that large of a crowd, meeting other crowds, etc. etc.

So ya, I blame Twitter and Tumblr for not allowing me to post much on the Ye'Old Blogs. Blogs are like so 2004.

I want...

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(via minnima)

and all the love
all the love inside you
it's for me
in the dooms in the tall grass
you said and smiled
you're the only one
that could ever tease me

Tindersticks - "All the Love"  (KCRW's Top Tune)

Bat For Lashes - "Siren Song"  (YouTube)

Microblogging and other social nuisances...

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So one of the biggest falling between the Wang & the WWW blog here, is the frequent posting on Twitter. It is probably why this blog hasnt gotten many posts in the last few month. Perhaps its laziness. Though reading this article kind of made me feel that i need to write something slightly longer than 140 characters.

Activities of self-realization are subject to increasing marginal utility: They become more enjoyable the more one has already engaged in them. Exactly the opposite is true of consumption. To derive sustained pleasure from consumption, diversity is essential. Diversity, on the other hand, is an obstacle to successful self-realization, as it prevents one from getting into the later and more rewarding stages.

Its made the Wang think about how we just consume everything from music, movies, web memes, to nodes of information, that we barely even absorb them into our reality. We r so set on the process of getting access to stuff, when we do get stuff, we dont really do anything useful w/ it. The Wang blog here is clearly a culprit. In the days of old, The Wang did nothing here but aggregate stuff. We rarely commented, besides the minor snide quips. Still, the move to more written post was one of time constraint rather than profound observations. I guess its one of those old issues about content vs. the aggregation of content.

Wang thinks that in the end it is about critical thinking. Its an amazing ability. And The Wang think it is mostly a absent talent on the internet, or in this day in general. The Wang hopes that it is a skill that is practiced more by everyone, including the Wang himself.

But The Wang still will be posting random stuff on the micro blogging sites, perhaps we'll reserve this old fashion ( I like that...) blog for more detail thoughts... So until something fascinating sparks the mind of the Wang, u can follow us here for the mindless stuff:

The Wang @ Twitter
The Wang @ Tumblr
Or just feed it all from FriendFeed

A letter to Ben Gibbard

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Dear Ben Gibbard,

I, like many of the late comers to the indie music scene all treat Death Cab for Cutie as some sort of gateway drug into the world of not-so pop music. Your band was pretty much the quintessential Indie Pop of the aughts. Then u dropped us with the wonderment of Postal Service; sucking me into another genre of music where i normally dont tread. I'm must confess my jealousy of u working with indie greats like Jenny Lewis and Feist. And was rather a fan boy of the Postal Service gems like "Such Great Heights" and "This Place is a Prison".

But after years of silence on the Postal Service front and the fading quality on the Death Cab front, Now u decided to take steal the girl of dreams?

I say to u sir, "It is on, like Donkey Kong." I will end u.

Sincerely, ur luving fan,
The Wang

P.S. U should get off ur fraking ass and release another Postal Service Album before i find u.

SO yes, once again the Wang mobile was involved in another crime. A few month back, the Wang mobile got broken into and an unknown person, whom was nice enough to leave a box of cigarettes on my floor, removed few of our loving electronic gadgets. Amongst the missing items were my beloved D70, a 4g iPod, Best Buy gift certificates, and the seldom played DS, or as the Wang calls it, the Nintendog machine.

But that's actually old news. It was like months ago. The Wang alrdy got his insured new camera alrdy.

So once again, the Wang was traveling in the search of great treasures and booty in the land of Berkeley of the kingdom of California. The Wang mobile was placed on a street that was semi shady on the GTA4 scale. But the Wang figures that, "God's in his heaven. All's right with the world." After some roughing around with the lovely hosts of the evening's entertainment, the party clearly heard the sound of continuous popping. Now the Wang was educated once that if random popping sounds happen in the neighborhood, one should just assume its car back fire. But if it is continuous and without rhythm, it is probably gunfire. So the Wang hosts and the Wang agreed that it wasn't the normal strand of Chinese firecrackers either and decided to call the sheriffs of Berkeley. The sheriff were a cheery lot and responded with some typical 'boxed' questions about, "If we seen anything, beside the sound," or "Heard anything AFTER the gunfire." Eventually they responded to us by saying, they've alrdy gotten calls and they will checkout the area in haste. I guess that eased our worries and we continued in our merry ways of pillaging fantastical lands with our paper people.

It wasn't till the evening came to an end and the Wang returned to his faithful steam wagon, did he notice the shattered windows. From there, the Wang went through the regular procedures and called the sheriffs back for an report. In which that's when the audience learns about how the earlier shooting was, in fact a real shooting, in which, no one was hurt. But they documented the fact that the Wang mobile was in fact, damaged. The bullet went in at an angle and hit the back of the passenger front seat. Also made a mess on the back seat with layers of powdered glass. The Wang was informed that if he discovered the bullet, it might be good to bring it back to the Police department, but all the Wang can find is some sort of deformed metal. One would assume that bullets do deform a lot, but all that the Wang found was a scrap of bent metal, perhaps it is a bullet, or maybe just some random robot dandruff. 

The Wang is sure that he'll probably get another one of those recorded voice messages from his insurance company about watching where to park. Sometimes, just sometimes, the Wang really misses the safety and comforts of LA's south central. At least u know after an heated crime scene incident, u can drive over and get some good Roscoe's chicken and waffle to ease the trouble soul.

More Photos of the Wang mobile: Flickr Set 

The Longest Post Evah! + Coachella 08

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It has been soo long since the Wang's last post, that even the Wang himself don't remember much. But since u gentle readers all sit patiently glued to ur RSS feeds of WWW, The Wang figures its about time for another infamous update. Of course, like a good blogger, the Wang keeps notes for things he wants to blog about. But as a bad blogger the Wang will dump the entirety of 1.5 month of stuff in one giant post. This might get long... That's what she said!! (and it might include a lot of random links like that one there.)

First off, the almost two month old post that the Wang should of wrote for Coachella 08'. Since it is very late, The Wang will cut it short.

It was fun.

Here are more photos than u can shake a stick at:
-The Wang's Flickr Coachella 08 Set
-Sunggnus' Flickr He Haz a photo pass.
-Ourcommon's Flickr stuff, very pretty.
-Miss Black's I'm w/ the Band Set
-Girl from Long Beach
-Jackiebutler's Coachella Group.
-Lastnightsparty's photoset (some NSFW stuff)
-LAist's coverage Day 1, Day 2 & Day 3
Damn it, I truly miss the LAist. They were nice enough to post a "where to eat" @ Coachella list. That's right SFist u've been warned, shape up or u r losing ur spot in the Wang's RSS feed.

Some of the memorable moments include The Flogging Molly Mosh out, the Gogol Bordello Mosh Out, which lead to famous drum riding, and yes, you r right, one of those hands holding up the drum is, in fact, of the Wang. The Wang was up front and right. When the the drum flew, the Wang brought forth his super human strength and carried the Gogol Bordello Dancing girl, by himself with the aid of a few. The Wang and friends, camped this yr @ Tent City which basically involve staying up late and waking up tot he heated tent fighting for a shower spot. Mr. Starfizzy did battle with the electronic charging wall daily. He is an avid documentor with a very small battery.

Other things of note:
-Best Video Ass Shaking.
-Roger Water Lost his Pig and then found it.
-Prince did his "Second Coming" thing and played for like 3 hrs. The Wang Squad enjoyed it from a distance, safe from the rabid fans. But we did miss the epic music momemnt of him covering "Creep". being Prince, he proceed to remove every video on Youtube of it... thank god the internet is beautiful place. So here it is: Prince Covering Creep.
-The Wang does regret not being able to be at multiple places at once... or to have the willingness to stay late enough to see Fatboy Slim

Of course the rest of today's Giant Panda Post will be paw style... one after the other. A lot of crap. Feel free to skip around or go back to your pron. Also, some of these things might be month old news.


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"I was the shadow of the waxwing slain
by the false azure of the windowpane;
I was the smudge of ashen fluff -- and I
Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.
And from the inside, too, I'd duplicate
Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate:
Uncurtaining the night, I'd let dark glass
Hang all the furniture above the grass,
And how delightful when a fall of snow
Covered my glimpse of lawn and reached up so
As to make chair and bed exactly stand
Upon that snow, out in that crystal land!"

picture: (via)
words: (via)

There were never any good old days
They are today, they are tomorrow
It's a stupid thing we say
Cursing tomorrow with sorrow.

Gogol Bordello -- Ultimate

Photo: John

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