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Now get thee to the drowning
1. My poem "Antique Water Magic" has been accepted by inkscrawl. It's named after ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elisem's earrings and partly influenced by Denis Forkas' "The Triton's Mirror." Some of it is an insomnia poem.
2. So there is the thing where I know almost nothing about J-pop, so I have no idea if Kyary Pamyu Pamyu is representative of the genre or any particular style thereof. I picked up "Invader Invader" in 2013 as the closing track on a Pacific Rim fanmix that made good writing music; I didn't dislike it, but it didn't get any more play than the rest of the mix (Excision's "X Rated," Chicane's "Saltwater," the Genitorturers covering "I Touch Myself," and Combichrist's "This Shit Will Fuck You Up" being previous favorites, as a matter of fact) until the last twenty-four hours when all of a sudden it wouldn't get out of my head. I don't know if it would help if I understood Japanese or not. The melody is a bouncy chiptune earworm that effervesces along like Tigger, matched by an equally springy accompaniment of dissonant synth, hopscotching drum machine, and out-of-tune music box, at least until the dubstep breakdown. I haven't yet watched the video, but it is apparently something. Having listened to Nanda Collection (なんだこれくしょん, 2013) and Pikapika Fantajin (ピカピカふぁんたじん, 2014) on and off all day, about half her music sounds relentlessly upbeat to me and the other half sounds like it's pushing the concept of relentlessly upbeat until it breaks. (The cover of Nanda Collection shows the singer wide-eyed, blond-haired, buried in fuchsia and pink marabou with an enormous, toothy mouth painted across the entire lower half of her face; she is holding hands with a fluffy pink muppet whose face is nothing but mouth. It's pretty effectively augh.) I have no idea if I'm even approaching the art form correctly. It's catchy, though.
3. Courtesy ofawhyzip: there's an Enigma machine in Natick. Road trip?
Query: What happens when your cornbread recipe calls for a cup of vegetable oil and all you have in the house is Greek olive oil? Answer: DELICIOUSNESS.
elisem's earrings and partly influenced by Denis Forkas' "The Triton's Mirror." Some of it is an insomnia poem.2. So there is the thing where I know almost nothing about J-pop, so I have no idea if Kyary Pamyu Pamyu is representative of the genre or any particular style thereof. I picked up "Invader Invader" in 2013 as the closing track on a Pacific Rim fanmix that made good writing music; I didn't dislike it, but it didn't get any more play than the rest of the mix (Excision's "X Rated," Chicane's "Saltwater," the Genitorturers covering "I Touch Myself," and Combichrist's "This Shit Will Fuck You Up" being previous favorites, as a matter of fact) until the last twenty-four hours when all of a sudden it wouldn't get out of my head. I don't know if it would help if I understood Japanese or not. The melody is a bouncy chiptune earworm that effervesces along like Tigger, matched by an equally springy accompaniment of dissonant synth, hopscotching drum machine, and out-of-tune music box, at least until the dubstep breakdown. I haven't yet watched the video, but it is apparently something. Having listened to Nanda Collection (なんだこれくしょん, 2013) and Pikapika Fantajin (ピカピカふぁんたじん, 2014) on and off all day, about half her music sounds relentlessly upbeat to me and the other half sounds like it's pushing the concept of relentlessly upbeat until it breaks. (The cover of Nanda Collection shows the singer wide-eyed, blond-haired, buried in fuchsia and pink marabou with an enormous, toothy mouth painted across the entire lower half of her face; she is holding hands with a fluffy pink muppet whose face is nothing but mouth. It's pretty effectively augh.) I have no idea if I'm even approaching the art form correctly. It's catchy, though.
3. Courtesy of
awhyzip: there's an Enigma machine in Natick. Road trip?Query: What happens when your cornbread recipe calls for a cup of vegetable oil and all you have in the house is Greek olive oil? Answer: DELICIOUSNESS.
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Thank you!
I have given up baking cornbread because while I adore it, Joe and the lizard won't touch it. They don't do hush puppies either.
. . . You married a weirdo.
*marks down cornbread for Readercon*
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I grew up in New England and we made it for breakfast all the time. The idea of a genetic aversion to cornmeal just confuses me. Does this mean they don't eat Indian pudding, either?
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Yeah, that is not a cooking style that works for me. I have dishes that I like well enough to repeat or at least minimally vary, but not on a week-to-week basis!
It sounds delicious, though!
I made a version in the toaster oven last year, but I bet it would totally work in a real oven if you felt like it. I think of it as a winter dessert.
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