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Season 2 Episode 12 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Reverb.comSupport this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Did you go to the No Kings protest?00:00 Born to be Mild19:35 How to start a band and really get things going36:20 Rebuilt Haunted Guitar43:08 Thanks Patreon!44:14 Steve got some RockIt Music Gear cables, Ryan tells the story of selling his Strat56:40 Lazer Layerzzzz1:04:50 This song was sent by the Matt Lewis Experience and is called "Overdrive Overkill"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
It's time to read with (?) Jenna again! Join us for a discussion of The Dream Hotel by Laila Lalami. We talk about surveillance, the unfortunate parallels to our present moment, the novel's structure, the characters, and of course, Jenna Bush Hagar and her book club antics. Then we dig into some listener feedback and chat about what's up next! Watch The Wedding Banquet and tune in on June 24th for our next Othersode featuring Susie Dumond, author of Bed and Breakup! Then read along with us for our next Bookpisode on Megan Abbott's new novel, El Dorado Drive, on July 8th! Check out our Patreon and consider supporting your fav indie pod for just $3 a month!TOC:30 – Hello! And Icebreaker10:20 – Book intro12:00 – So, this is prison, right? Data tracking and surveillance18:50 – Dreams and old fears27:02 – Jenna Reads (maybe)34:59 – Pacing… and more Jenna51:10 – Ratings54:20 – Feedback about Hum (spoiler warning)58:45 – What's up next?
En esta era de relativismo la pregunta de Pilato en el Evangelio según Juan (capítulo 18) no puede ser más actual: "¿Qué es la verdad?. Cuando la mayoría decide lo que es verdadero o falso, según un criterio puramente subjetivo, la pregunta ya no es si algo es cierto, sino si funciona, me sirve o me hace sentir bien. Para muchos, ya no hay una verdad objetiva. Cuando Bono retoma las palabras del actual Premio Nobel de Literatura, Bob Dylan, "A lo largo de la torre del vigía" (All Along The Watchtower) en una actuación por sorpresa del grupo irlandés U2 en el Embarcadero de San Francisco en 1987, le añade la frase "Tres acordes y la verdad", que se convierte en todo un motivo para su vida y su obra. Su impresionante versión se puede ver con una deslumbrante fotografía en blanco y negro en la película "Rattle & Hum", cuyo libro oficial está escrito por su amigo evangélico, el poeta y periodista musical Steve Turner. John Lennon pedía "algo de verdad" (Gimme Some Truth" en su primer disco sin los Beatles en 1971, donde está su famoso "Imagina". Hace la canción cuando todavía no ha acabado la guerra del Vietnam con la producción de Phil Spector y la guitarra de George Harrison. La escuchamos en la versión del grupo británico Kula Shaker en 2022. La verdad nos parecerá triste, pero "lo que no tiene es remedio", dice Joan Manuel Serrat en una de sus más emocionantes canciones del disco de 1986, "Cada loco con su tema". Las palabras de Pilato en la Buena Noticia según Juan (capítulo 18) están en el contexto del proceso de Jesús, primero judío y luego romano, uno por blasfemia y otro por rebeldía. El juicio según la ley judía tiene tres fases: primero ante Anás, el sumo sacerdote reconocido por los judíos y luego Caifás, nombrado por los romanos (en el que se centran los otros tres evangelios) y la mañana siguiente ante el Sanedrín. La primera película que dirigió Robert Redford para una nueva productora independiente fue "La conspiración" (2010). Es la sorprendente historia del proceso a una mujer llamado Mary Surratt por su supuesta participación en el asesinato del presidente Lincoln. Protagonizada por un joven James McAvoy como abogado reticente de la misteriosa acusada que hace una irreconocible Robin Wright, nos lleva a la cuestión misma de la verdad ante un juicio que está ya determinado por los prejuicios de todos los que en él forman parte. José de Segovia la comenta con la banda sonora original de Mark Isham y Bryce Dessner para la serie "Manhunt", sobre la búsqueda de los responsables del magnicidio. "El propiciatorio" (The Mercy Seat) es una de esas canciones del australiano Nick Cave, directamente inspiradas en la Biblia. La graba con su grupo The Bad Seeds en 1988, pero ha tenido versiones tan conocidas como la que hizo Johnny Cash poco antes de morir. La oímos en una actuación para la radio KRCW de Santa Mónica en 2013 con la atormentada voz del condenado a muerte que "dice la verdad, pero no tiene miedo a morir". Escuchamos finalmente la propia voz de Pilato en la versión música musical de "El proceso" de Jesús (The Trial) que hizo el hijo del ministro anglicano Adrian Snell con la Roya Philarmonic Orchestra en 1980, pero esta vez en la versión que hizo ahora el músico inglés con holandeses y la orquesta de la iglesia del predicador John Stott en Londres, All Souls en 2024. El papel que hacía Richard Barnes en el Superstar de Londres en 1972, lo hace ahora el neerlandés Chiel Naber.
PLEASE SHARE THIS EPISODE in your social media so others who love strange and macabre stories can listen too! https://weirddarkness.com/listenHOUR ONE: It could be everyone's ultimate fear. Not death… but being buried before death. Buried alive. It's not just a trope of horror cinema and novels, it has truly happened on a few occasions – and we'll hear stories from a few people who were buried alive, but survived to tell the tale. (I Was Buried Alive) *** But first… Reddit users share their own personal tales of how they became believers in ghosts and the paranormal. We'll begin with those stories. (How I Came To Believe) ==========HOUR TWO: A Weirdo family member relays a terrifying story of what is described as “El Nahual” in Mexico – a shapeshifter, that her dad barely escaped from! (El Nahual In The Avocado Grove) *** John George Haigh took the plunge into murder when he knocked out his old boss and dumped the body into acid – then set out to kill again. (Acid Bath Murderer) *** Only two percent of the population can hear it. A persistent, maddening sound that science has no explanation for, and the hearers have dubbed it, “The Hum”. (The Hum) *** The Tromp family fled their farm in 2016. There is still no explanation as to why, and one police officer calls it “the most bizarre case” he has ever seen. (The Tromp Family Fleeing) *** In Chatham County, North Carolina there is a 40-foot wide circle in the wilderness where absolutely nothing grows. Not only can scientists not explain it, but some believe Satan himself is responsible. (The Devil's Tramping Ground)==========SUDDEN DEATH OVERTIME: The circumstances of wrestling coach John du Pont's bizarre crimes were portrayed in the critically acclaimed true crime drama film, Foxcatcher. Steve Carell was lauded for his performances as John du Pont, and the film was nominated for five Academy Awards. But how true is the film compared to the actual events? (The Real Story Behind The Movie Foxcatcher)==========SOURCES AND REFERENCES FROM TONIGHT'S SHOW:“How I Came To Believe” by Mick Jacobs: http://bit.ly/2KXUZH9“I Was Buried Alive” by Lisa Waugh: http://bit.ly/2Zf2PEWThe Real Story Behind The Movie Foxcatcher” by MacKenzie Stuart: http://bit.ly/31rvNhv“El Nahual In The Avocado Grove” submitted anonymously to https://WeirdDarkness.com/submit“Acid Bath Murderer” by Steven Casale: http://bit.ly/2ZjRJxx“The Hum” by Garret Harkawik: http://bit.ly/2HiiVCP“The Devil's Tramping Ground” by Zach Seemayer: http://bit.ly/2L0KbGP“The Fleeing of the Tromp Family” by Jacob Shelton: http://bit.ly/30kzFRc==========(Over time links seen above may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for material I use whenever possible. If I have overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it immediately. Some links may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)=========="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46==========WeirdDarkness®, WeirdDarkness© 2024==========To become a Weird Darkness Radio Show affiliate, contact Radio America at affiliates@radioamerica.com, or call 800-807-4703 (press 2 or dial ext 250).
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Karen Saves The Universe: Part 2Can a strange marriage survive?Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.I want you, Red. I need to make you mine; mine forever. I've never felt like this before; I know I never will again. Marry me." Cal pleaded."I;” Karen murmured, glancing around their group to make sure she wouldn't be overheard, "I don't know what to say. You're wonderful; and you've done so much for me, but this has all been so fast. We're still just getting to know each other; and half the time it doesn't even make sense to me why you would want me; but I; I just; can I just finish school?" she asked."How you can even think about school when someone like me is ready to give you everything you ever wanted, to take care of you completely, it's just crazy;” Cal murmured, sliding his hand up between her legs and brushing along the edge of her panties.Karen blushed and squeezed her thighs together, looking around embarrassed. "I just; I just worked so hard to get in. Juilliard's been my whole life for so long," she said, looking up into his eyes pleading.Cal looked at her through hooded eyes, "Keep looking at me like that and we won't be waiting for anything." His eyes heated as he pulled her closer, dominating her with a hungry kiss while she squirmed self-consciously. The couples around the table smirked as Cal grew even more bold in his explorations.When he released her, Karen hid her face in his neck as the others cheered. They were his friends, happy to see him happy. Cal glanced at a waiter nearby and gestured for more drinks for the table. The opening act on the stage below finished its last set, but the crowd refused to let the show end. Cheers filled the club, with the crowd demanding an encore.Castor, the lead singer, waited for the crowd to quiet with a grin, then his eyes drifted upward and his face lit with excitement. "Thank you, thanks guys, you're a great audience. For an encore, we'd love to give you a taste of our next album. We've been banging it out in the studio and I can't tell you how excited we are for it to be released. Problem is, it's got this insane keys part that can't be played by just anyone, but I think I see our studio angel in the audience tonight. Kare, baby; will you come help us out?" he asked, reaching upward to where Karen sat.Cal's friends turned to look at Karen in surprise. "You play? Like, for real?" Cal's friend Tony yelled across the table to her in surprise. Karen nodded in embarrassment, glancing at Cal.Everything suddenly froze as Karen rose and walked over to the table, standing over her younger self looking at Cal's face. "Look, you little dummy; look at it! It's right there!" she yelled at Young Karen."What's there?" Holland asked, craning his neck to try to see what she was yelling about."Cal, for all his big words, rich gifts, and grand gestures; he hadn't told his friends anything about me; because nothing of who I really was mattered to him. Only the things he wanted about me mattered to him ; that I was shy, and submissive, and just grateful to have someone pay attention to me. And here ; look at his face! It fell!" she yelled, gesturing to where Cal sat, leaning back in his chair."His face appears still to be attached, to me;” Holland said, doubtfully."It's just a phrase. His face didn't actually fall, but his eyes; look, he's still smiling, but you see it in his eyes. He's not happy for me. He's not happy because the moment stopped being about Cal and how he was the great boyfriend spoiling his new stupid girlfriend on her birthday. Once the moment became about me; that I was asked up on stage; that I could do something his friends admired; ugh, why didn't I see it?" she moaned."What happened?" Holland asked.Karen rubbed her eyes with her hand. "I was young. I was asked to do something. I was asked for help. I was a stupid ninny that had absolutely no ability to say 'no' without thinking the world would end; so, I went up and played with the band.""Oh; was that bad?" Holland asked."No, it wasn't bad. It was a great song. I played well and I was just tipsy enough to not feel all the eyes that were looking at me, making my skin crawl. And you know; some part of me; I wanted to do it. I wanted to show myself that I could play for people; outside a quiet studio," Karen admitted. "Everyone always went on and on about how I needed to get over being so self-conscious and how it would hold my career back. That, and part of me wanted to show Cal's friends that I was more than just another girl in the long line of girls that he had gone through; that I was worth something.""Sometimes I wish our crew would see that I was worth something more;” Holland said, ruefully."Yeah; it's hard when you're young. You're dying to show the world what you're worth, how you're special, but they mostly just need you to work hard and do as you're told," Karen sighed, looking around the club. "Some people will never see what's special about you. They see what they want and they really don't care about the rest. It's those people that see who you really are; without wanting anything from you; those are the ones you need to hang onto."Karen turned her back on the club and the room re-formed into her Newark apartment. The intercom buzzed and Dana rolled out of bed to answer it. "What's up?" she asked."Hey; um, I don't have my keys. Can you buzz me in?" Karen's voice shakily asked through the intercom. Dana frowned in confusion and pressed the button to allow her entry. Soon, she opened the door after Karen's tentative knock."What happened, Kare? I thought you'd be gone all weekend," Dana said, taking in her roommate's appearance. Karen looked unharmed, but her face was puffy and her makeup was streaked from crying and trying to wipe it away."I; uh; I played at the club tonight. Castor Graham was the opening act and he asked me to come up for the encore, so I did.""You played in front of rowdy drunk people? That's fantastic! How did it feel?" Dana asked, offering her back for Karen to lean on while she took off her heels."I was scared; but after a while it was fun. The keyboard was facing the crowd and after a while I looked out over the people and; they looked happy. They liked it. It felt good, then.""God, I wish I'd been there. I'm so proud of you! What did Cal and the entourage say?""Um; I; don't know," Karen blinked and looked around the apartment. "When, uh; when I um; when I got back to the table, they were all gone." Karen wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and cleared her throat."Wait, what?" Dana said, her tone darkening like a storm cloud, threatening imminent destruction. "Say that again. You get called up on stage to perform, you play in front of all those people; like the freakin' keyboard genius you are; and when you got back, those motherfuckers were gone?""I; I think they were gone? The table was empty from what I could see; and the, uh, the security guy; he couldn't let me into the area. He really only knew Cal, and um;” Karen choked and turned her face away, trying to breathe through it and stop herself from crying."Karen; that's not; wait, how did you even get home?" Dana asked, unzipping Karen's dress and grabbing a pair of yoga pants for her."Well, my purse and phone were gone from the table, so I couldn't call anybody and I didn't have any money;” Karen choked. "The security guy was really nice and said I could use his MetroCard if I returned it, so;”"Oh, Christ On A Crotch-Rocket!" Dana yelled, throwing a sweatshirt at Karen, who caught it and pulled it over her head. "Kare. You gotta stop dating this guy. He's a piece of shit. Trust me. I didn't know it when I sent you over there to play, but he's walking excrement;""It's probably just a misunderstand;""And believe me, I'm sure he'll come back with some half-assed explanation, because that's what they all do;""And he tells me all the time that he;""Yeah. He ‘tells ‘; you pretty stuff. He ‘buys ‘; you pretty stuff. Problem is, words and money are nothing to him. Where the hell is he when you're walking home in fuck-me club clothes from the train station and trying not to lose your virginity, huh? Kare. I know you've been through hell, but you are worth more than this. You need a guy that walks you down the sidewalk and puts himself on the traffic side; just in case, because that's who he is. You deserve that. Don't you get it?" Dana asked, taking Karen's hair down and brushing it out, gently."Cal isn't; it's probably just; something;” Karen whispered, biting her lips closed.Dana stopped brushing and wrapped her arms around her roommate, squeezing her hard. "There is real love out there, Kare; and if you don't deserve it, I don't know who does. Someday, you're going to meet a guy that actually loves you and it's going to blow your mind when the games and bullshit are gone. It's like; when a guy is in love, gravity changes for them, or something;”Holland jumped up and pointed excitedly at Dana. "She's right! When I met the Zendayans, my tongue swelled up and;""Are you listening to my story at all, or are you just fantasizing about pretty girls?" Karen huffed."Um; both?" Holland replied, smirking. "I mean, you and Dana were really pretty; and there's just one bed here, and;"Karen shot him an exasperated look and he shrank back behind the bulkhead. "Anyway;” she said.The room dissolved and re-formed, both girls sleeping in the queen-sized bed they shared, morning sunlight streaming in through the dirty window, when the buzzer sounded. "Day, c'mon time to go," a man's voice sounded from the intercom. Karen's head peered out from under the blanket and she ran over to the intercom, tripping over some bottles of wine that they (mostly Dana) had consumed the previous night, trying to rid Karen of her birthday misery."Um; she's almost ready!" Karen replied, then ran to the bed and shook her hungover roommate awake. "Day, someone's here for you; they say it's time to go."Dana grunted and turned over, away from Karen. "Go do it for me; just say you're me again," Dana grumbled into her pillow.Karen swallowed nervously, but gamely grabbed Dana's dress, quickly got ready, and ran out the door. Upon leaving the building, she stumbled into the guy waiting outside. "Um; I'm ready! I'm ready! Dana Stevens. Thanks for waiting;” she panted.The man gave her a quick considering look, then walked her to a large extended-cab pickup truck that looked ridiculously out of place on the streets of Newark. "Miss Stevens," he said, opening the passenger side door and offering his hand to help her up into the vehicle."Thanks. Thank you;” she said, precariously climbing up the runner board in her heels until she settled herself up onto the seat."Just wait there, a bit," he said, after closing the door. Walking back to the building, he selected a key from his collection, opened the building door and walked in. Not long after, he emerged from the building carrying Dana over his shoulder and carrying a bag stuffed haphazardly with clothes. Opening the door behind Karen, he dumped Dana unceremoniously into the back seat and tossed the bag of clothes on top of her. Dana, still in her pajamas, put the bag under her head and turned away from the sunlight streaming into the cab."Dean, this is Karen. Karen, my brother Dean," Dana mumbled, as she draped a pair of sweatpants over her head to block the light."Oh; um, sorry," Karen said, flushing red as she glanced over at Dean's face. "I didn't mean to; um, I'll just go;""Lock the doors, and get us out of the city, Dean. She's coming with us," Dana ordered. "She's on asshole detox!"Karen jumped as the truck's doors locked and Dean wordlessly pulled out into the street and started out. She clasped her hands in her lap nervously. She hadn't packed anything. She had no phone. She didn't have time to let Dana drag her to West Virginia for a visit. Dana had been trying to talk her into coming with her to where she had grown up with her grandparents, but in the excitement of her birthday, Karen had forgotten the trip was this week. She knew better than to say anything, though. Dana wouldn't care, and Dean; who knew what Dean Stevens the brother would think. He didn't say much, but he obviously knew better than to argue with hungover Dana, which was something they had in common."She knows where we're goin?" Dean asked, checking his mirrors as he merged onto the freeway. Dana grunted in assent. "Why ain't she singin' it, yet?" he rumbled, seemingly amused."Because She's Not A Drunk College Kid, Idiot!" Dana howled, holding her head in pain.Dean smirked and started humming "Country Roads" to himself."I hate you so much;” Dana growled, pulling the bag of clothes over her head again. Dean only laughed.After a few miles of road, Karen looked at her roommate in the back seat, and unbuckled her seatbelt. She began to turn to lean over the front seat when Dean reached over and pushed her back down and pointed at her seatbelt. "Um sorry; I just;” Karen trailed off, horrified that she had done something wrong. She couldn't finish her sentence and sat back down, blinking back tears as she put her seatbelt back on.Dean glanced over, looking her up and down for a moment. With a sigh, he put his turn signal on and pulled off the road into a gas station at the next exit. "Do what you need to do," he said, curtly.Karen jumped up, turned around and loosely buckled the seatbelt across the sleeping Dana's hips, then turned, sat down again, and buckled her seatbelt. "Thank you," she mumbled. Dean turned to the back seat where his sister continued sleeping and his face softened. He looked at Karen a second time, sitting with her hands in her lap again, clenched like she expected a tongue-lashing from him for delaying the trip. His eyes drifted down to her feet, where her cold toes were turning pink in the strappy, uncomfortable-looking heels she wore when she came running out of the apartment building on his sister's fool errand. Reaching back, he grabbed a pair of thick socks that had fallen out of the bag of clothes and tossed them to her. Smiling gratefully, Karen removed the strappy heels and pulled on the warm socks as he pulled out onto the road again.The road stretched on. The scenery gradually becoming more rural, the traffic less crowded. Karen found herself relaxing and breathing more slowly as the land passed by. She occasionally glanced at the gas gauge and compared them to the passing road signs to try to discern when they might be pulling over to refill the tank. The third time she did it, Dean shook his head. "Bedford, hon," he chuckled. "You know, you could just ask me. I might be a longshoreman, but I don't bite.""Not like Dana, then," Karen replied, biting her lips so she didn't smile."Hm. Sounds like a story," he said.Karen nodded. "The first time we met, I was waiting to audition for our agency and I was almost going to leave, I was so scared. Day asked to see what I was playing and I handed her the music. Instead of looking at it, she took my hand and bit me. Said it was 'for luck,'" Karen said, laughing to herself."It worked, too. Kare needed to get of her head. She plays better when you throw her off balance, first," Dana said, rising to a sitting position and running her fingers through her hair."Is that so?" Dean asked, looking over at Karen."Yeah. I think too much. My teacher always said I played things perfectly, but he could hear me thinking about it the whole time. Day's a true performer, though. She doesn't think at all - she plays with her feelings, and that's what an audience connects with," Karen said, smiling proudly at Dana."Thoughtlessly playing with feelings; sounds about right," Dean said, chuckling when Dana punched him in the shoulder. "Speaking of, we're coming up on Bedford. Let me know if you need anything."Dana growled at this but said nothing as Karen blinked in confusion. Soon, Dean pulled off the interstate into a gas station and up to a gas pump. Dean hopped out of the truck and began filling the tank. After noticing the bug-splattered windshield, Karen changed back into her strappy heels and walked over to where the island held the squeegee and mop. Dean watched, bemused, as she diligently scrubbed the dried carcasses of insects off the glass while dressed to the nines. Karen finished and climbed back into the truck, only to have Dana grab her shoulder and start whispering in her ear and pointing at the convenience store. Karen, appearing distressed, blushed and said something back to Dana, who gestured emphatically.Dean kept watching as Karen seemed to screw up her courage, took her purse, and walked quickly into the store. He shot his sister a flat look. Dana only grinned, stretched, and put her feet up on the front seat. Shaking his head, he followed into the store."And what would you be needing all those for, hon?" the guy at the till asked while ogling Karen, who looked like she wanted to disappear under the rug."Um; it's uh;” Karen stammered."I need to ask for state regulatory purposes," the guy continued, as he put a large box of condoms on the counter and rang it up."They're for me," Dean said, as he tossed some drinks, chips and cookies on the counter. "Uncut and hangs to the left. Anything else the state needs to know about my cock?" The till guy cleared his throat and began ringing up the additional items and bagging them without further comment. Annoyed, Dean grabbed the bagged items in one hand and took Karen's hand in the other and left the store. "You know, you don't have to do everything my little sister tells you," he said under his breath as they walked to the truck."Then why'd you buy them? Seems like you can't tell her 'no' any more than I can," Karen replied, a little surprised that she had the guts to argue with him.Dean laughed, "I don't want her knocked up any more than you do." He helped her up into the truck and tossed the bag of items to his sister.Dana went digging through the bag and retrieved the box. "Wait a minute, these are just regular. Didn't they have lubricated?" she complained. Karen swallowed uncomfortably, searching for an answer as Dean pulled her seatbelt out and buckled it around her."Don't need lubricated if the guy does his job right," Dean said, grinning at her cheerfully. "Raise your standards and you won't need so many, either.""Hum; lower yours, and maybe you'll actually need some," Dana retorted, opening the package of cookies. Karen just shrank in her seat and covered her flaming cheeks as they pulled back onto the freeway.The scenery turned into wooded hills with mountains growing in the distance. Steering down the curved roads, Dean sighed quietly, a peaceful smile on his face. Karen leaned forward in her seat, trying to see everything as it passed, excitement lighting her face. Dana had fallen asleep again.Near evening, Dean turned the truck down a long, dirt road and reached behind him to shake Dana awake. "Watch for him, Day;” he said. Dana sat up, suddenly alert and scanning the darkening woods around them."What are we looking for?" Karen asked.
Karen Saves The Universe: Part 2Can a strange marriage survive?Based on a post by LingeringAfterthought, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.I want you, Red. I need to make you mine; mine forever. I've never felt like this before; I know I never will again. Marry me." Cal pleaded."I;” Karen murmured, glancing around their group to make sure she wouldn't be overheard, "I don't know what to say. You're wonderful; and you've done so much for me, but this has all been so fast. We're still just getting to know each other; and half the time it doesn't even make sense to me why you would want me; but I; I just; can I just finish school?" she asked."How you can even think about school when someone like me is ready to give you everything you ever wanted, to take care of you completely, it's just crazy;” Cal murmured, sliding his hand up between her legs and brushing along the edge of her panties.Karen blushed and squeezed her thighs together, looking around embarrassed. "I just; I just worked so hard to get in. Juilliard's been my whole life for so long," she said, looking up into his eyes pleading.Cal looked at her through hooded eyes, "Keep looking at me like that and we won't be waiting for anything." His eyes heated as he pulled her closer, dominating her with a hungry kiss while she squirmed self-consciously. The couples around the table smirked as Cal grew even more bold in his explorations.When he released her, Karen hid her face in his neck as the others cheered. They were his friends, happy to see him happy. Cal glanced at a waiter nearby and gestured for more drinks for the table. The opening act on the stage below finished its last set, but the crowd refused to let the show end. Cheers filled the club, with the crowd demanding an encore.Castor, the lead singer, waited for the crowd to quiet with a grin, then his eyes drifted upward and his face lit with excitement. "Thank you, thanks guys, you're a great audience. For an encore, we'd love to give you a taste of our next album. We've been banging it out in the studio and I can't tell you how excited we are for it to be released. Problem is, it's got this insane keys part that can't be played by just anyone, but I think I see our studio angel in the audience tonight. Kare, baby; will you come help us out?" he asked, reaching upward to where Karen sat.Cal's friends turned to look at Karen in surprise. "You play? Like, for real?" Cal's friend Tony yelled across the table to her in surprise. Karen nodded in embarrassment, glancing at Cal.Everything suddenly froze as Karen rose and walked over to the table, standing over her younger self looking at Cal's face. "Look, you little dummy; look at it! It's right there!" she yelled at Young Karen."What's there?" Holland asked, craning his neck to try to see what she was yelling about."Cal, for all his big words, rich gifts, and grand gestures; he hadn't told his friends anything about me; because nothing of who I really was mattered to him. Only the things he wanted about me mattered to him ; that I was shy, and submissive, and just grateful to have someone pay attention to me. And here ; look at his face! It fell!" she yelled, gesturing to where Cal sat, leaning back in his chair."His face appears still to be attached, to me;” Holland said, doubtfully."It's just a phrase. His face didn't actually fall, but his eyes; look, he's still smiling, but you see it in his eyes. He's not happy for me. He's not happy because the moment stopped being about Cal and how he was the great boyfriend spoiling his new stupid girlfriend on her birthday. Once the moment became about me; that I was asked up on stage; that I could do something his friends admired; ugh, why didn't I see it?" she moaned."What happened?" Holland asked.Karen rubbed her eyes with her hand. "I was young. I was asked to do something. I was asked for help. I was a stupid ninny that had absolutely no ability to say 'no' without thinking the world would end; so, I went up and played with the band.""Oh; was that bad?" Holland asked."No, it wasn't bad. It was a great song. I played well and I was just tipsy enough to not feel all the eyes that were looking at me, making my skin crawl. And you know; some part of me; I wanted to do it. I wanted to show myself that I could play for people; outside a quiet studio," Karen admitted. "Everyone always went on and on about how I needed to get over being so self-conscious and how it would hold my career back. That, and part of me wanted to show Cal's friends that I was more than just another girl in the long line of girls that he had gone through; that I was worth something.""Sometimes I wish our crew would see that I was worth something more;” Holland said, ruefully."Yeah; it's hard when you're young. You're dying to show the world what you're worth, how you're special, but they mostly just need you to work hard and do as you're told," Karen sighed, looking around the club. "Some people will never see what's special about you. They see what they want and they really don't care about the rest. It's those people that see who you really are; without wanting anything from you; those are the ones you need to hang onto."Karen turned her back on the club and the room re-formed into her Newark apartment. The intercom buzzed and Dana rolled out of bed to answer it. "What's up?" she asked."Hey; um, I don't have my keys. Can you buzz me in?" Karen's voice shakily asked through the intercom. Dana frowned in confusion and pressed the button to allow her entry. Soon, she opened the door after Karen's tentative knock."What happened, Kare? I thought you'd be gone all weekend," Dana said, taking in her roommate's appearance. Karen looked unharmed, but her face was puffy and her makeup was streaked from crying and trying to wipe it away."I; uh; I played at the club tonight. Castor Graham was the opening act and he asked me to come up for the encore, so I did.""You played in front of rowdy drunk people? That's fantastic! How did it feel?" Dana asked, offering her back for Karen to lean on while she took off her heels."I was scared; but after a while it was fun. The keyboard was facing the crowd and after a while I looked out over the people and; they looked happy. They liked it. It felt good, then.""God, I wish I'd been there. I'm so proud of you! What did Cal and the entourage say?""Um; I; don't know," Karen blinked and looked around the apartment. "When, uh; when I um; when I got back to the table, they were all gone." Karen wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and cleared her throat."Wait, what?" Dana said, her tone darkening like a storm cloud, threatening imminent destruction. "Say that again. You get called up on stage to perform, you play in front of all those people; like the freakin' keyboard genius you are; and when you got back, those motherfuckers were gone?""I; I think they were gone? The table was empty from what I could see; and the, uh, the security guy; he couldn't let me into the area. He really only knew Cal, and um;” Karen choked and turned her face away, trying to breathe through it and stop herself from crying."Karen; that's not; wait, how did you even get home?" Dana asked, unzipping Karen's dress and grabbing a pair of yoga pants for her."Well, my purse and phone were gone from the table, so I couldn't call anybody and I didn't have any money;” Karen choked. "The security guy was really nice and said I could use his MetroCard if I returned it, so;”"Oh, Christ On A Crotch-Rocket!" Dana yelled, throwing a sweatshirt at Karen, who caught it and pulled it over her head. "Kare. You gotta stop dating this guy. He's a piece of shit. Trust me. I didn't know it when I sent you over there to play, but he's walking excrement;""It's probably just a misunderstand;""And believe me, I'm sure he'll come back with some half-assed explanation, because that's what they all do;""And he tells me all the time that he;""Yeah. He ‘tells ‘; you pretty stuff. He ‘buys ‘; you pretty stuff. Problem is, words and money are nothing to him. Where the hell is he when you're walking home in fuck-me club clothes from the train station and trying not to lose your virginity, huh? Kare. I know you've been through hell, but you are worth more than this. You need a guy that walks you down the sidewalk and puts himself on the traffic side; just in case, because that's who he is. You deserve that. Don't you get it?" Dana asked, taking Karen's hair down and brushing it out, gently."Cal isn't; it's probably just; something;” Karen whispered, biting her lips closed.Dana stopped brushing and wrapped her arms around her roommate, squeezing her hard. "There is real love out there, Kare; and if you don't deserve it, I don't know who does. Someday, you're going to meet a guy that actually loves you and it's going to blow your mind when the games and bullshit are gone. It's like; when a guy is in love, gravity changes for them, or something;”Holland jumped up and pointed excitedly at Dana. "She's right! When I met the Zendayans, my tongue swelled up and;""Are you listening to my story at all, or are you just fantasizing about pretty girls?" Karen huffed."Um; both?" Holland replied, smirking. "I mean, you and Dana were really pretty; and there's just one bed here, and;"Karen shot him an exasperated look and he shrank back behind the bulkhead. "Anyway;” she said.The room dissolved and re-formed, both girls sleeping in the queen-sized bed they shared, morning sunlight streaming in through the dirty window, when the buzzer sounded. "Day, c'mon time to go," a man's voice sounded from the intercom. Karen's head peered out from under the blanket and she ran over to the intercom, tripping over some bottles of wine that they (mostly Dana) had consumed the previous night, trying to rid Karen of her birthday misery."Um; she's almost ready!" Karen replied, then ran to the bed and shook her hungover roommate awake. "Day, someone's here for you; they say it's time to go."Dana grunted and turned over, away from Karen. "Go do it for me; just say you're me again," Dana grumbled into her pillow.Karen swallowed nervously, but gamely grabbed Dana's dress, quickly got ready, and ran out the door. Upon leaving the building, she stumbled into the guy waiting outside. "Um; I'm ready! I'm ready! Dana Stevens. Thanks for waiting;” she panted.The man gave her a quick considering look, then walked her to a large extended-cab pickup truck that looked ridiculously out of place on the streets of Newark. "Miss Stevens," he said, opening the passenger side door and offering his hand to help her up into the vehicle."Thanks. Thank you;” she said, precariously climbing up the runner board in her heels until she settled herself up onto the seat."Just wait there, a bit," he said, after closing the door. Walking back to the building, he selected a key from his collection, opened the building door and walked in. Not long after, he emerged from the building carrying Dana over his shoulder and carrying a bag stuffed haphazardly with clothes. Opening the door behind Karen, he dumped Dana unceremoniously into the back seat and tossed the bag of clothes on top of her. Dana, still in her pajamas, put the bag under her head and turned away from the sunlight streaming into the cab."Dean, this is Karen. Karen, my brother Dean," Dana mumbled, as she draped a pair of sweatpants over her head to block the light."Oh; um, sorry," Karen said, flushing red as she glanced over at Dean's face. "I didn't mean to; um, I'll just go;""Lock the doors, and get us out of the city, Dean. She's coming with us," Dana ordered. "She's on asshole detox!"Karen jumped as the truck's doors locked and Dean wordlessly pulled out into the street and started out. She clasped her hands in her lap nervously. She hadn't packed anything. She had no phone. She didn't have time to let Dana drag her to West Virginia for a visit. Dana had been trying to talk her into coming with her to where she had grown up with her grandparents, but in the excitement of her birthday, Karen had forgotten the trip was this week. She knew better than to say anything, though. Dana wouldn't care, and Dean; who knew what Dean Stevens the brother would think. He didn't say much, but he obviously knew better than to argue with hungover Dana, which was something they had in common."She knows where we're goin?" Dean asked, checking his mirrors as he merged onto the freeway. Dana grunted in assent. "Why ain't she singin' it, yet?" he rumbled, seemingly amused."Because She's Not A Drunk College Kid, Idiot!" Dana howled, holding her head in pain.Dean smirked and started humming "Country Roads" to himself."I hate you so much;” Dana growled, pulling the bag of clothes over her head again. Dean only laughed.After a few miles of road, Karen looked at her roommate in the back seat, and unbuckled her seatbelt. She began to turn to lean over the front seat when Dean reached over and pushed her back down and pointed at her seatbelt. "Um sorry; I just;” Karen trailed off, horrified that she had done something wrong. She couldn't finish her sentence and sat back down, blinking back tears as she put her seatbelt back on.Dean glanced over, looking her up and down for a moment. With a sigh, he put his turn signal on and pulled off the road into a gas station at the next exit. "Do what you need to do," he said, curtly.Karen jumped up, turned around and loosely buckled the seatbelt across the sleeping Dana's hips, then turned, sat down again, and buckled her seatbelt. "Thank you," she mumbled. Dean turned to the back seat where his sister continued sleeping and his face softened. He looked at Karen a second time, sitting with her hands in her lap again, clenched like she expected a tongue-lashing from him for delaying the trip. His eyes drifted down to her feet, where her cold toes were turning pink in the strappy, uncomfortable-looking heels she wore when she came running out of the apartment building on his sister's fool errand. Reaching back, he grabbed a pair of thick socks that had fallen out of the bag of clothes and tossed them to her. Smiling gratefully, Karen removed the strappy heels and pulled on the warm socks as he pulled out onto the road again.The road stretched on. The scenery gradually becoming more rural, the traffic less crowded. Karen found herself relaxing and breathing more slowly as the land passed by. She occasionally glanced at the gas gauge and compared them to the passing road signs to try to discern when they might be pulling over to refill the tank. The third time she did it, Dean shook his head. "Bedford, hon," he chuckled. "You know, you could just ask me. I might be a longshoreman, but I don't bite.""Not like Dana, then," Karen replied, biting her lips so she didn't smile."Hm. Sounds like a story," he said.Karen nodded. "The first time we met, I was waiting to audition for our agency and I was almost going to leave, I was so scared. Day asked to see what I was playing and I handed her the music. Instead of looking at it, she took my hand and bit me. Said it was 'for luck,'" Karen said, laughing to herself."It worked, too. Kare needed to get of her head. She plays better when you throw her off balance, first," Dana said, rising to a sitting position and running her fingers through her hair."Is that so?" Dean asked, looking over at Karen."Yeah. I think too much. My teacher always said I played things perfectly, but he could hear me thinking about it the whole time. Day's a true performer, though. She doesn't think at all - she plays with her feelings, and that's what an audience connects with," Karen said, smiling proudly at Dana."Thoughtlessly playing with feelings; sounds about right," Dean said, chuckling when Dana punched him in the shoulder. "Speaking of, we're coming up on Bedford. Let me know if you need anything."Dana growled at this but said nothing as Karen blinked in confusion. Soon, Dean pulled off the interstate into a gas station and up to a gas pump. Dean hopped out of the truck and began filling the tank. After noticing the bug-splattered windshield, Karen changed back into her strappy heels and walked over to where the island held the squeegee and mop. Dean watched, bemused, as she diligently scrubbed the dried carcasses of insects off the glass while dressed to the nines. Karen finished and climbed back into the truck, only to have Dana grab her shoulder and start whispering in her ear and pointing at the convenience store. Karen, appearing distressed, blushed and said something back to Dana, who gestured emphatically.Dean kept watching as Karen seemed to screw up her courage, took her purse, and walked quickly into the store. He shot his sister a flat look. Dana only grinned, stretched, and put her feet up on the front seat. Shaking his head, he followed into the store."And what would you be needing all those for, hon?" the guy at the till asked while ogling Karen, who looked like she wanted to disappear under the rug."Um; it's uh;” Karen stammered."I need to ask for state regulatory purposes," the guy continued, as he put a large box of condoms on the counter and rang it up."They're for me," Dean said, as he tossed some drinks, chips and cookies on the counter. "Uncut and hangs to the left. Anything else the state needs to know about my cock?" The till guy cleared his throat and began ringing up the additional items and bagging them without further comment. Annoyed, Dean grabbed the bagged items in one hand and took Karen's hand in the other and left the store. "You know, you don't have to do everything my little sister tells you," he said under his breath as they walked to the truck."Then why'd you buy them? Seems like you can't tell her 'no' any more than I can," Karen replied, a little surprised that she had the guts to argue with him.Dean laughed, "I don't want her knocked up any more than you do." He helped her up into the truck and tossed the bag of items to his sister.Dana went digging through the bag and retrieved the box. "Wait a minute, these are just regular. Didn't they have lubricated?" she complained. Karen swallowed uncomfortably, searching for an answer as Dean pulled her seatbelt out and buckled it around her."Don't need lubricated if the guy does his job right," Dean said, grinning at her cheerfully. "Raise your standards and you won't need so many, either.""Hum; lower yours, and maybe you'll actually need some," Dana retorted, opening the package of cookies. Karen just shrank in her seat and covered her flaming cheeks as they pulled back onto the freeway.The scenery turned into wooded hills with mountains growing in the distance. Steering down the curved roads, Dean sighed quietly, a peaceful smile on his face. Karen leaned forward in her seat, trying to see everything as it passed, excitement lighting her face. Dana had fallen asleep again.Near evening, Dean turned the truck down a long, dirt road and reached behind him to shake Dana awake. "Watch for him, Day;” he said. Dana sat up, suddenly alert and scanning the darkening woods around them."What are we looking for?" Karen asked.
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Hello Interactors, This week, four strange bird encounters landed in my lap — three in real life, one on my screen. First, a crow tore through the bushes in our yard chasing a frantic nuthatch. Moments later, I spotted two more crows feasting on roadkill just outside our house. Then, while walking with my wife, we watched four ducks in hot pursuit of another, flapping furiously down the street — some kind of aerial turf war. And finally, scrolling through my feed, I stumbled on a paper describing a Cooper's Hawk hacking the city's traffic system to hunt smarter. After all that, I tried seeing cities as a bird might. So I wrote as one.HISS, HUM, HUNTI first sense the city as vibration. Before sun rays even breech the branches, a hiss of car tires emerge; street lamps click off; somewhere a garage door rumbles open. Each resonance strikes the hollow chambers of my bones like sonar. It's a sketch of distance, density, and direction. This all makes perfect sense to me even though I am just a kid. A juvenile Cooper's Hawk — Accipiter cooperii — yet the human-made maze below me is as legible to me as the nest I left barely two winters ago. What follows, in human words, is a recount of one day's hunt. I hope to demonstrate what humans regard as intelligence, innovation, and enterprise exists in a single act of predation.DANCING WITH DATA AT DAWNPerched on a gray mast of the Main and Prospect traffic light, I begin to render the scene. My basemap is no pixel grid glowing on some screen across town; it is a topological organ in my scull. Topology matters when a lamppost sits one maneuver away from the porch roof, which is one glide away from the dumpster rim. My so-called ‘bird brain' calculates dynamic flows of probability. One flip of a traffic light, a garbage truck rolls by, and that gust of wind changes direction. My internal map pulses between “larger” when prey likelihood rises and “smaller” when likelihood falls.As I gaze out above the east-west avenue, a slipstream peels off the 7AM wave of commuters. I spot a sparrow in a vortex that spirals from the garbage truck's wake at 07∶13. That acoustic shadow beneath that florist's van is one place I could pass unseen. But is a sparrow worth it?What I am doing — unknown even to myself — is what spatial scientists call real‑time kernel‑density estimation. At any point on a simple 2D path I can plop a small mathematical bump — a kernel. I can then reason about the density mapped below me by stacking up every bump's contribution at a particular spot. That once scatter of points on a map morphs into a smooth curve that shows where meaningful observations truly cluster. I continuously weight a landscape of pigeons, cyclists, and idling SUVs by situational context rather than simple Euclidean distance.Complexity geographer David O'Sullivan calls this kind of adaptive map a narrative model — a story the system tells itself so it can keep acting. My mental basemap obeys what is adjacent to what on this map. After all, a three‑meter hedge is more impenetrable than thirty meters of empty air; therefore straight‑line distances can lie and deceive. When humans try to simplify distances by saying, ‘as the crow flies', they have no idea what they're leaving out.BRAKES BUILD BARRICADESAt 07∶26 a stainless‑steel button is pressed; I hear the relay's metallic click 3.2 seconds before the little white pedestrian blinks alive. I am perched here because I anticipated this poke by pedestrians on their morning commute. Vehicles will now queue as these bi-peds spill into the cross walk. The stacked metal boxes of steel, rubber, and plastic will form a barricade forty meters long…potentially.Brake‑lights align into a pulsing crimson corridor whose half‑life I have calculated and averaged across nineteen previous dawns. Humans call the coming congestion a nuisance, but I call it camouflage. For twenty‑two seconds the asphalt canyon's turbulence drops below an acceptable range. I can now hover as if among cedars.A scientist has been watching from the opposite curb. They will soon begin recording this trick in their field book as so: a hawk anticipates the signal pattern and times its dives to the red‑phase distribution of brake lights.Because most queues are short, but occasionally very long, I have to be careful to time this properly. If I dive for prey based on the overall mean of the lineup, I will arrive while half the cars were still rolling to a stop — dangerous. So instead, I consider just the top-10% longest lines. Scientists marvel that I learned this algorithm in a single winter. I marvel that they need calculators to compute it.ZEBRA STRIPE SLALOM STRIKEI drop. The scent of hot rubber folds swirls with the cedar‑resin on my breast feathers as the warm air fills my plumage. The slowing bumper of a school bus becomes a landing spot — a moving parapet. Fresh into the dive, the thermoplastic zebra stripes flash white‑white‑white like a stroboscopic speedometer. None of this was made for me, yet every dimension matters for my survival. The curb‑to‑planter setback of 0.9 meters sets my glide angle; the bollard spacing — installed last year to calm e‑scooters — creates a slalom that funnels starlings toward an ornamental plum in a front lawn.Urban design handbooks invoke words like livability and placemaking, as if these geometries were some kind of neutral toolkit. But for me, in the instant before impact, this curb‑to‑planter setback, this bollard slalom, adjudicates more than legal fiction — it means life and death.Urban forms may look passive, yet every angle, radius, and dwell time means someone has won and someone has lost — wide curb radii speed cars through a right-turn but lengthen the crossing exposure for a toddler. Urban geometry is power cast in concrete; it never clocks off, and is both political and ecological: a three‑second refuge for a starling is a three‑second targeting solution for me.FORCE AND FEATHERS FACES FEEDBACKImpact. Feathers erupt like dark gray confetti. The starling crumbles under thirty‑four newtons of closing force — about the weight of a brick slammed into its ribcage. While I mantle the prize, a more philosophical bird might wonder: Who authored this death? Was it my neuromuscular burst alone? Or the person whose fingertip initiated a forty‑second cascade of stopped traffic? Or the traffic engineer who — chasing level‑of‑service targets — extended the red phase by six seconds last fiscal year?Philosophy of science warns against naïve linear causation; urban events rarely run in neat A → B lines. Herbert Simon, writing on complex systems, described cities and organisms as “nearly decomposable hierarchies,” where slow, macro‑scale layers — like signal‑cycle regulations, curb geometries, and commuter habits — set the boundary conditions within which rapid micro‑events unfold. My talon snap and a starling's dodge happen inside those higher‑order constraints, even as countless such micro‑acts, in aggregate, keep the larger structure of life humming along.My strike, therefore, is a city‑scale phenomenon folded into tendon and keratin — street grids, signal cycles, and global supply chains compressed into one ballistic gesture. In the metallic tang of blood this mystery unfolds. I taste data: adipose fat tissue infused with fryer grease, feather sheaths dusted in brake dust, hormone ratios ticking through molt stage like seasonal code. Each swallow becomes a lab assessment — an unwitting biopsy of the urban food web — revealing how corn subsidies, restaurant waste, and airborne microplastics percolate up the trophic ladder. To devour a single starling is to audit the metabolic ledger of the Anthropocene, one protein strand at a time.All of which reminds me that agency, mine, yours, the starling, is relational: the prey's demise is over‑determined by a network whose nodes include asphalt viscosity — how a petrochemical blend modulates surface friction, drainage, and midday heat plumes — and municipal bond ratings that decide whether this intersection receives fresh pavement or another crosswalk. Chemistry, finance, and instinct co‑author every kill I make, and every step you take.FIBERS, FOSSILS, AND FIRMWARE REFRESHDusk now drapes the mast in violet. Streetlamps flicker on; LED headlight arrays begin tinting the roadway cyan. Beneath the darkening asphalt, copper once meant for a clicking telegraphs now pipes broadband; beneath that, bricks baked when canals were high‑tech cradle those cables like red‑clay fossils. Media archaeologist Shannon Mattern argues that cities have always computed — tallying grain on cuneiform tablets, ringing bell‑tower hours to synchronize labor, routing mail through pneumatic tubes — only the substrates keep shifting, from clay and bronze to fiber optics and silicon. And trust me, nature was doing math long before humans claimed to invent it.From my perch, epochs overlay transparently: timber palisades, horse drawn carriage tracks, fiber conduits. My hunting tactic is merely firmware patch v.2025 in a 5,000‑year old operating system. Your protocol tomorrow may be Li‑Fi pulses from a smart pole — a future where streetlamps won't just illuminate, they'll whisper streams of data in rapid-fire flashes — or the hiss of an autonomous shuttle that brakes at frequencies human reflexes never reach.And you'll be impressed with yourself. Meanwhile, I listen, map, and adjust — in my world here, survival goes to whoever learns faster, not whoever hits harder. Every fresh tactic buys a heartbeat of advantage, yet it also tightens the ratchet: the prey adapts, signals change, habits shift. Humans follow the same spiral — each smarter signal controller, each app‑driven reroute, plugs one gap while opening two more, slipping us all a step deeper into the city's endless, restless loop.OF DASHBOARDS AND DAGGER-WINGSHumans may obsess over their dashboards and digital twins, yet a hawk that weighs less than a laptop already runs a live cognitive twin of the urban systems you built. Your impressed with monthly model updates while my model is updated at wingbeat resolution. If Homo sapiens hope to build a resilient future they might start where I perch: by listening for weak signals, mapping contingencies as well as coordinates, and recognizing that every curb, click, and feather participates in these nested conversations of forces.The next time you press that crosswalk button and that electromechanical relay inside the signal‑control box snaps the circuit closed, ask not only whether it is safe to cross but what other intelligences have read that clue before you.Meet us in the hush of those red taillights — inhabit that brief, engine‑silent interstitial where the white pedestrian man shines — then test what flickers in your own peripheral “bird brain”. Listen for the thin rustle of variables you once called noise; trace how a single press of that button ripples through nerves, budgets, buildings and beaks. Hold the silence long enough to notice how even I, a vicious dagger‑winged stalker, leave scraps for ground‑feeders and vacate a block after one clean kill so others may eat. If you can rest in that hush without lunging for your phone or some manically measured meaningless metric, you may begin to practice reciprocity — paring appetite to need, letting leftovers seed the next cycle — while stalking your own assumptions with the same taloned precision I bring to feather and flesh. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit interplace.io
Season 2 Episode 9 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Reverb.comSupport this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Come on and take a Slowdive 00:00 Hex girls 15:00 Thomann bought Hughes and Kettner. Does this matter at all?34:45 Crazy LP43:30 Thanks Patreon!45:55 Steve got a MXR Super Badass Distortion and filed his first copyright claim. Ryan shows off the new Gretsch 55:54 Smokey Amps1:10:47 This song was sent by Blue Light Special and is called "Fear" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
EPISODE 77 of Five At The Door features an intimate conversation with Charles from Sea of Cars as we explore his musical journey, inspirations, and the evolution of his band. Join us as Charles shares his deep-rooted passion for music, tracing back to his early influences, including the iconic band Hum, and how their sound continues to resonate within his own artistic endeavors.In this episode, Charles reflects on his introduction to music through his father's love for alternative radio and the pivotal moments that shaped his identity as a musician. He discusses the formation of Sea of Cars, the creative process behind their music, and the challenges of being a two-piece band. Listeners will gain insight into the dynamics of songwriting, collaboration, and the importance of experimentation in crafting their sound.The conversation also delves into the emotional aspects of being a musician, including the balance between personal life and artistic ambition, and the realities of navigating the music industry. Charles candidly shares his experiences with imposter syndrome and the pressures that come with promoting music in today's digital landscape.Get ready to hear "Withered Trees," the title track from Sea of Cars' latest album, which encapsulates the themes of growth, resilience, and the complexities of life as an artist. This episode is a heartfelt exploration of creativity, connection, and the journey of making music that matters.Don't miss this episode as we dive into the world of Sea of Cars, where passion and authenticity collide to create something truly special.Show notes penned by your favorite chronicler of the musical journey at Five At The Door.(00:00) My first inspiration in music was this band called Hum(04:36) Listen to this. It's awesome. I'm obsessed with it. The vocals are so pulled back in the mix(09:08) Scott Bama says his dad helped him build his first guitar(12:50) I first heard Rush when I was 17 years old(18:18) There's a democratic process of, like, people pushing things through(22:17) When you play it live, you don't use a baritone guitar(26:07) Do you think being a two piece enhances the creativity of your writing(31:44) AS95 is winding down like in between album cycles(37:33) She opened our first show for us, which was a holiday drive(41:08) This is not my nine to five, man. It's still a creative endeavor(45:46) Once you hit that sweet spot, maybe everything starts gaining traction(49:48) How do I get more traction? How do I do this thing(50:11) I regret not being more prioritizing money towards Sea of Cars financially(56:16) The one after that Beat Kitchen show with sincere engineer opening for us. We opened for Lobby Boxer in a basement(57:55) Nine Minutes to Montrose is easily our most popular song
Stephen Sol is an indie musician based in Washington, D.C. His music blends classic rock, folk, and indie influences, drawing inspiration from the likes of Mac DeMarco, My Morning Jacket, and The Beatles.His latest single, Eternal Peace, a deeply introspective track that explores life, the beyond, and the serenity that awaits us all.Blending classic rock, folk, and contemporary indie influences, Sol delivers his signature soulful vocals and intricate guitar work, crafting a song that meditates on the unseen forces that guide us. The chorus—“The sound of nothing calls to me, the sound of eternal peace”—resonates as a soothing mantra, embracing the beauty of silence and the vast unknown. Through evocative lyrics like “Now I can breathe, life runs in me, my body feels vibrations, baby, and my spirit is free”, the track channels the essence of a spiritual awakening.“Eternal Peace is about the connection to something greater than ourselves—the timeless energy that binds us all,” says Sol. “I wanted to create a song that feels like a bridge between this world and the next, offering a sense of peace that never fades.”His musical journey began at 14, inspired by his grandfather "Boots," a fan of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson. Lately, he's drawn inspiration from Zach Bryan's raw storytelling, especially with a personal connection—his cousin, Read Connolly, plays banjo and pedal steel in Bryan's band. Stephen's recent performance highlights include two sold-out headlining shows at Galactic Panther in August and October 2024. He's also played at SoFar Sounds shows alongside acts such as LB199X and Dreemy Alpha. Looking forward, Stephen is set to release a string of singles, including "Hum of Love," "Toxic," "Águila, "and "Eternal Peace," with his debut album released in 2025.Website stephensol.comwww.youtube.com/@StephenSolmusic
Founded by Portland natives Dainéal Parker (vocals, guitars) and Daniel Alden (bass), the group found revelation with the inclusion of their drummer, Josh Harris. Drawing inspiration from iconic bands like The Cure, Hum, The Smashing Pumpkins, Explosions In The Sky, and Deftones, the group embarked on a creative journey during the pandemic, molding a distinct sonic identity that has marked them out as the next new act to watch. Whether trying to nail down their sound or find another group as hardworking as them, the band stands alone as their namesake would against a barren backdrop. And, of course, the East LA outfit doesn't fit in with the pomp and bluster of the Hollywood rock scene, unconcerned as they are with clout, glory, or grandeur. The quartet (with guitarist Ben Palmer squaring the circle) combines the grit of East LA with the sublime wildness of the Pacific Northwest – a group that is at once solitary, capable, dangerous, and self-assured The band spent the pandemic crafting and honing their sound to a polish during the years of lockdowns and unrest the pandemic brought. What that is, or what to call it, is, again, not easy. “Grunge Renaissance”? “Post-Alt Rock?” Trying to classify them according to genre might earn the vague moniker of “alt-rock” or as far afield as “post-rock.” Instead, their sound might be best captured by Parker's vision for his lyrics. “I've always been fascinated with scale, majesty, immensity,” he muses. “I imagine my own death would ideally either being lost at sea or in the forest.” Look no further than the band's name for a prime example: “Lone Kodiak” evokes the grand intimacy of a powerful animal lumbering through a vast, unforgiving wilderness. On an endless landscape, one can't help but feel like everything is infinitely far away, and yet feels close enough to touch, looming distantly right in front of our eyes. Band Photo credit: Lindsey Grace Socials:Bandcamp: https://lonekodiak.bandcamp.com/album/if-we-have-a-futureInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/lonekodiak/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCastW455utyE4BHi5YqUuXg/videosFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/@lonekodiakband/Checkout my YouTube Channel with long form interviews from the Subversives | the History of Lowest of the Low. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL9d1VSeOHYuxFWKuRdmn9j8UTW6AHwS_fAlso my Weekly Tour Vlog is up an live on the YouTubeshttps://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL9d1VSeOHYuwphwhc4zd0VgY66f1OUQZp Pledge monthly with Patreon https://www.patreon.com/apologueShop Apologue products at http://apologue.ca/shopCheck out new Four Square Here: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/foursquare/brighton-beach-ephttps://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/foursquare/seven-oh-sevenhttps://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/foursquare/industry-at-home--21st-anniversary-remix-remasteredhttps://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/foursquare/when-weeks-were-weekends
Season 2 Episode 8 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Reverb.comSupport this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126My current favorite coffee cup is the red JHS camping mug 00:00 Less Paul20:33 This Dad was buying Temu guitars for his son...LOTS OF THEM 45:00 Espana Bass51:14 Thanks Patreon!53:33 Two Heaven Fernandes1:01:19 This song was sent by Bogman and is called "Zombie Fuzz with vocals"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Season 2 Episode 7 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Reverb.comSupport this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Buster Poindexter was in New York Dolls00:00 Weight Relief PRS20:12 Guitar isn't a SPORT - STOP CHEATING42:21 Guyatone48:28 Thanks Patreon!49:02 Steve gets his giveaways confused, Ryan is selling his green Stratocaster51:58 Tape Fuzz (Demo video)1:02:54 This song was sent by Kylian of Ardor Lane and is called "Riptide" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Episode 042: Grab your slap bracelets and dial-up internet - we're time traveling back to the decade that gave us frosted tips and existential angst! This episode, we're diving deep into the musical equivalent of Tamagotchis: one-hit wonders that defined a generation. Geoff, Russ, and Dave strap on their Jinkos, fire up the boombox, and break down the soundtrack of awkward adolescence with Eve 6, Superdrag, New Radicals, Harvey Danger, Hum, and Spacehog. Bonus: Geoff unleashes a rant that'll make your AOL chatroom look tame, and the guys coin a verb so ridiculous, it might up the ante on language.
Season 2 Episode 6 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126People who have good taste in music listen to girl in red00:00 Starship Guitar (Philippe Dubreuille Guitars)12:38 How do you know you have too many guitars?38:48 Surf V51:53 SHOULD RYAN MAKE A SURFBOARD GUITAR53:11 Thanks Patreon!53:34 Let's open mail from Tone Home Effects and Revv 1:02:40 Vroom Vroom1:11:42 This song was sent by Thomas Finn of The Lucky Break and is called "Slow Driver" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
On this week's episode of The Album Atmosphere, David sits down with Joe Vowels to discuss the 1995 major label debut by HUM, "You'd Prefer and Astronaut"
On this episode of Currently Reading, Kaytee and Roxanna are discussing: Bookish Moments: shifts in our reading and brain farts Current Reads: all the great, interesting, and/or terrible stuff we've been reading lately Deep Dive: reading Canadian elbows up style The Fountain: we visit our perfect fountain to make wishes about our reading lives Show notes are time-stamped below for your convenience. Read the transcript of the episode (this link only works on the main site) . . . . 1:55 - Ad For Ourselves 2:01 - Currently Reading Patreon 7:03 - Our Bookish Moments Of The Week 7:25 - CR Season 7: Episode 24 12:21 - CR Season 7: Episode 36 12:26 - Empire of Sand by Tasha Suri 12:51 - Song of Blood and Stone by L. Penelope 14:18 - Our Current Reads 14:24 - Interior Chinatown by Charles Yu (Roxanna) 18:57 - Coven by Soman Chainani (Kaytee) 19:10 - The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani 23:32 - The Hum and the Shiver by Alex Bledsoe (Roxanna) 28:55 - The Life Cycle of the Common Octopus by Emma Knight (Kaytee) 29:17 - Fabled Bookshop 33:28 - Remarkably Bright Creatures by Shelby Van Pelt 34:03 - The Gurkha and the Lord of Tuesday by Saad Z. Hossain (Roxanna) 38:26 - Someone You Can Build A Nest In by John Wiswell (Kayee) 38:40 - Schuler Books 44:56 - Reading Canadian 48:48 - Canada Reads 48:51 - The Giller Prize 49:21 - The Push by Ashley Audrain 50:06 - Room by Emma Donoghue 50:18 - The Paris Express by Emma Donoghue 50:29 - The Lotterys Plus One by Emma Donoghue 52:01 - The Fabulous Zed Watson! by Basil Sylvester 53:18 - Women Talking by Miriam Toews 55:00 - Run Towards the Danger by Sarah Polley 55:08 - Finding Me by Viola Davis 55:57 - Washington Black by Esi Edugyan 56:49 - Ayesha At Last by Uzma Jalaluddin 56:53 - Three Holidays and A Wedding by Uzma Jalaluddin and Marissa Stapley 57:02 - Much Ado About Nada Uzma Jalaluddin 57:32 - Five Little Indians by Michelle Good 1:02:20 - The Unquiet Dead by Ausma Zehanat Khan 1:03:40 - Lucky by Marissa Stapley 1:06:24 - Meet Us At The Fountain 1:07:05 - I wish there was an easier way to export and download kindle notes and highlights. (Roxanna) 1:08:57 - I wish to press Happy Place by Emily Henry. (Kaytee) 1:09:00 - Happy Place by Emily Henry Support Us: Become a Bookish Friend | Grab Some Merch Shop Bookshop dot org | Shop Amazon Bookish Friends Receive: The Indie Press List with a curated list of five books hand sold by the indie of the month. May's IPL is a new indie to the rotation - Dog Eared Books in Ames, Iowa. Love and Chili Peppers with Kaytee and Rebekah - romance lovers get their due with this special episode focused entirely on the best selling genre fiction in the business. All Things Murderful with Meredith and Elizabeth - special content for the scary-lovers, brought to you with the behind-the-scenes insights of an independent bookseller From the Editor's Desk with Kaytee and Bunmi Ishola - a quarterly peek behind the curtain at the publishing industry The Bookish Friends Facebook Group - where you can build community with bookish friends from around the globe as well as our hosts Connect With Us: The Show: Instagram | Website | Email | Threads The Hosts and Regulars: Meredith | Kaytee | Mary | Roxanna Production and Editing: Megan Phouthavong Evans Affiliate Disclosure: All affiliate links go to Bookshop unless otherwise noted. Shopping here helps keep the lights on and benefits indie bookstores. Thanks for your support!
In Keep Canada Weird Jordan and Aaron Airport explore the weird and offbeat Canadian news stories from the past week. In this episode your hosts discuss; senior citizens playing oh' Canada on Kazoo BATS invading New Brunswick a weird HUM invading Windsor, Ontario TEENAGERS invading Kelowna, BC Series Links Keep Canada Weird Series: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/keep-canada-weird Send a voice memo: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/contact Join the Keep Canada Weird Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/keepcanadaweird Provide feedback and comments on the episode: nighttimepodcast.com/contact Subscribe to the show: nighttimepodcast.com/subscribe Contact: Website: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NightTimePod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nighttimepod Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/nighttimepodcast Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In Keep Canada Weird Jordan and Aaron Airport explore the weird and offbeat Canadian news stories from the past week. In this episode your hosts discuss; senior citizens playing oh' Canada on Kazoo BATS invading New Brunswick a weird HUM invading Windsor, Ontario TEENAGERS invading Kelowna, BC Series Links Keep Canada Weird Series: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/keep-canada-weird Send a voice memo: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com/contact Join the Keep Canada Weird Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/keepcanadaweird Provide feedback and comments on the episode: nighttimepodcast.com/contact Subscribe to the show: nighttimepodcast.com/subscribe Contact: Website: https://www.nighttimepodcast.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/NightTimePod Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nighttimepod Support the show: https://www.patreon.com/nighttimepodcast Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
From underwater anomalies to the notorious Hum heard around the world, these eight strange sounds are difficult to explain. Theme Music by Matt Glass https://www.glassbrain.com/ Instagram: @astudyofstrange Support the Show! astudyofstrange.substack.com/ Website: www.astudyofstrange.com Hosted by Michael May Email stories, comments, or ideas to astudyofstrange@gmail.com! ©2025 Convergent Content, LLC LINKS https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtEfHnbMWIg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3k1Qwx9Y0Q https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuRBM0i8mbI https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PG3JDTWW2fU https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=up4BhgfjA2A https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPae-2nnsoY https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmaxQgAaKns https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7Xn6gQmmcY https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JArPkrS4LYQ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yfa8NscHFnE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4sDyTaVwWY https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8zhCjBYY_M
Season 2 Episode 5 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Sounds like the MR BEAST EXPERIENCE sucked big time00:00 $50 Explorer16:50 Etsy just sold Reverb.com to a couple of private companies...it's not the end of Reverb39:43 Staccato44:43 Thanks Patreon!45:57 Let's open mail from Summer School Electronics and New England Hifi !55:48 Stitch (no Disney lawsuit incoming...probably)1:05:16 This song was sent by Cody Mazurek-Simon and is called "July 13th, 2024 v3"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
U2 released a part-live, part studio album in October 1988 called Rattle and Hum. This album accompanied a filmed “Rockumentary” of the band which was filmed in Denver and Arizona. Originally intended to be entitled “U2 in the Americas,” the album and film instead take their name from lyrics in the song “Bullet the Blue Sky' from their album “The Joshua Tree.” Studio sessions for Rattle and Hum included time at Sun Studio in Memphis, and include collaborations with other musicians including Bob Dylan and B.B. King. The intent of Rattle and Hum was to explore more American blues rock, and folk, and roots music of the 50's and 60's, and includes both original and cover songs. Critics were divided on the album at the time of its release. Some felt that U2 was not celebrating blues rock and artists as much as they were attempting to insert themselves into higher echelons of rock celebrity. Over time the criticisms of egotism would fade, as U2 has indeed proven to be a major force in the Rock pantheon. In retrospect, both Bono and The Edge have found Rattle and Hum to be a bit of a side excursion for the band, more of a “scrapbook” than a true direction. The new direction of U2 would be set beginning with their next studio album, “Achtung Baby” in 1991. Regardless, Rattle and Hum is a great album, well worth a listen. The collaboration with other artists is worth special attention, as is its examination of the way that modern rock finds its roots in the delta blues.Friend of the show Greg Lyon sits in for Wayne, while Rob brings us this hybrid album for today's podcast.Angel of HarlemThe second single from the album is an original studio release which was written as an homage to Billie Holiday. Songwriting took place during the tour for ”The Joshua Tree,” and the lyrics take inspiration form various landmarks around New York City. The track reached number 14 on the Billboard Hot 100 and number 9 on the UK Singles chart. When Love Comes to TownRecorded in Sun Studios, this U2 original song features collaboration with blues guitarist B.B. King. Live performances included B.B. King and his band during the “Lovetown Tour” in 1989. U2 would discontinue playing the song in concert over time, but revived it in 2015 as a tribute to B.B. King after his death. King plays lead on this song written by The Edge, who takes on rhythm guitar for this track.All Along the WatchtowerThis live cover is of a song written by Bob Dylan and made famous by Jimi Hendrix. The lyrics are of a conversation between a joker and a thief, and several lines echo lines of scripture from the book of Isaiah in the Bible. U2 performed this live cover in San Francisco at the “Save The Yuppie Free Concert.” Some of the lyrics were altered, which irritated Dylan. Pride (In the Name of Love)A live version of the studio song from the 1984 album The Unforgettable Fire, this was recorded in Denver. The popularity of this song can be heard in the audience call-and-response. The lyrics were inspired by elements of the civil rights movement, particularly the assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr. ENTERTAINMENT TRACK:Iko Iko by The Belle Stars (from the motion picture “Rain Man”)Tom Cruise and Dustin Hoffman turned in stellar performances in this dramatic film exploring autism. STAFF PICKS:Kiss by Art of Noise featuring Tom JonesBruce leads off the staff picks with a cover of a Prince song performed by an unusual pairing of art rock group the Art of Noise with Vegas crooner Tom Jones. This became the biggest hit for the Art of Noise to that point, reaching number 5 on the UK charts and number 31 on the Billboard Hot 100. She Drives Me Crazy by Fine Young CannibalsLynch brings us the most successful single from the British pop trio, off their second and final album, “The Raw & the Cooked.” The band formed from two previous bands, one Ska, and one Punk. The track was composed at Prince's Paisley Park Studios in Minneapolis.Once Bitten, Twice Shy by Great WhiteGreg features a rocker. Great White covered a song originally written and performed by Ian Hunter in 1975. This song went to number 5 on the Billboard Hot 100. Great White had a more blues-oriented sound than many of the hair metal bands of the late 80's. Lead singer Jack Russell passed after a battle with Lewy body dementia in August 2024.What I Am by Edie Brickell & New BohemiansRob closes out the staff picks with the signature song off Edie Brickell & New Bohemians' debut album, "Shooting Rubberbands at the Stars." The inspiration for the song was Brickell's frustration with the dogma exhibited in a world religions class in college. Brickell would meet her husband and fellow musician, Paul Simon, when she performed this song on Saturday Night Live. INSTRUMENTAL TRACK:Sunset Road by Bela Fleck & the FlecktonesThis jazz fusion piece with an unusual banjo lead was on the group's debut album, and takes us out for this episode. Thanks for listening to “What the Riff?!?” NOTE: To adjust the loudness of the music or voices, you may adjust the balance on your device. VOICES are stronger in the LEFT channel, and MUSIC is stronger on the RIGHT channel.Please follow us on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/whattheriffpodcast/, and message or email us with what you'd like to hear, what you think of the show, and any rock-worthy memes we can share.Of course we'd love for you to rate the show in your podcast platform!**NOTE: What the Riff?!? does not own the rights to any of these songs and we neither sell, nor profit from them. We share them so you can learn about them and purchase them for your own collections.
Eron and Cory Worley are two brothers that Travis has long associated with the band Hum and particularly their 1995 album (that was recorded in 1994), You'd Prefer an Astronaut. So it was extra special to get both old friends on the show to talk about their love of the album and experiences recording at Matt Talbot's studio.
Season 2 Episode 4 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Who should we start an internet beef with?00:00 Yamaha16:10 Ryan made this Chase Bliss Video 21:50 Put some new life into an old amp37:26 Versoul44:43 Thanks Patreon!45:33 Steve got the Rhoney back! 49:58 Ryan got a Fender Vintera Jaguar. 59:50 One of a Kind1:10:36 This song was sent by Danny Carney Chainsaw Symphony and is called "Dull Switchblade"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Welcome to The Reading Lounge! This month Cynthia and Sarah discuss Hum by Helen Phillips. A work of speculative fiction that leaves a long-lasting impact. In the novel, we follow one woman as she makes a variety of choices tobring her family closer together while living in a not-to-distant future world of AI. We had much to say about this novel and we think you will, too. Here are the others books mentioned : Black Woods, Blue Sky by Eowyn IveyThe Lost Bookshop by Evie WoodsThe Story Collector by Evie WoodsThe Lion Women of Tehran by Marjan KamaliThe Covenant of Water by Abraham VergheseDon't Forget to Write by Sara Goodman ConfinoThis month's cocktail and mocktail is called BotanicalGarden. Read the book and it will all make sense!Botanic Garden – original recipe50 ml Pineapple Tequila20 ml Lime juice20 ml Basil syrup25 ml Pineapple juiceBasil leavesTop with proseccoMix first five ingredients in a shaker with ice. Strain intoa cocktail glass. Top with prosecco and gently stir. Garnish with a basil leaf.Our Mocktail Botanic GardenSame ingredients minus the tequila and adding club soda.Mix lime juice, pineapple juice and basic syrup in shakerwith ice. Pour into glass and top with club soda and mix. Garnish with basil.Enjoy!
Season 2 Episode 3 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126I don't know what I ate, but my farts are ridiculous00:00 Gibson MODerne15:25 Steve talks about cover songs, I don't remember why.17:48 Will tariffs impact used gear prices?40:53 Heckboy45:05 Thanks Patreon!47:13 Let's open up some MAIL!49:33 Fuglio56:27 This song was sent by Justin Wood of The Elephant March and is called "Coast to Coast" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Season 2 Episode 2 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Now with Kung-Fu Action Grip00:00 45 Degree 7 String21:45 Why is guitar a self-taught instrument?46:45 Local hand-made58:15 Thanks Patreon!1:00:10 PRS1:10:12 Double Bass1:18:005 This song was sent by Todd Richard of Jake Logan and the Midnight Riders and is called "Rockabilly Rephase" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Season 2 Episode 1 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Sometimes it feels like I spend at least a third of my waking life trying to figure out what to eat00:00 Headless Pacifica14:28 Let's force Ryan to listen to Opeth35:10 Greco43:40 Thanks Patreon!45:10 We have so much mail!Thanks to these brands/channels for sending us stuff!Fuzz ImpRudos1Boveda Humidity Supplies52:08 Robin Wedge1:00:00 This song was sent by Mark of Commander Pilot and is called "Mai Tais and the Magnetar"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
In this episode we talk with Matthew Herd of the Seafarers and numerous other musical endeavors. We talk to him about the Seafarer's latest album “” and his work on his own soloproject. We also talk about spanning genres, the song “graveyard” and goingto the cinema alone. Matthew Herd is a Scottish songwriter and saxophonist living in east London. He writes for and performs with Seafarers, an acclaimed group of six long-term musical collaborators, who have been described as spanning the worlds of indie rock, chamber pop, and jazz. Matthew can be found performing with The Howl & The Hum, and Elanor Moss. Also with Misha Mullov-Abbado, and in trio with Will Glaser and Liam Noble. Check Matthew out here: IG: herdstagram Website: Matthewherd.com
Will I dare ask myself if greed is an issue in my life? Will I dare ask myself if greed is an issue in my life? What is keeping me away from God today? Could greed be a problem? There's a French saying: some people are so poor, all they have is money. Today we are talking about replacing greed, and all forms of idolatry, with joy. Greed. What does the Bible say about it? Proverbs 1:19 - Such are the ways of everyone who is greedy for unjust gain; it takes away the life of its possessors. Proverbs 11:28 -Whoever trusts in his riches will fall, but the righteous will flourish like a green leaf. Greed doesn't give. Greed robs. Greed robs YOU of joy. Make sure to check out the optional-but-oh-so-helpful mini e-book to go along with the series at gospelspice.com/wisdom To start us off, Stephanie challenges us--and herself--with seven questions to self-diagnose if we have unknowingly fallen victim to greed, in one form or another: 1. Is it MY money or God's? 2. What would I do differently if I knew I would be dead in a year? 3. WHY do I want more money? 4. How do I spend my time? thinking of ways to earn more, or of ways to advance God's Kingdom? 5. How would I behave if I lost everything? 6. Am I truly generous? 7. Do I compromise character to make more money? Then we ponder the link between joy and righteousness and the only true cure against greed. Idolatry is misplaced worship. Proverbs describes where joy cannot be found. The summary of the entire book of Proverbs can be found in Mark 8:36: "For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and forfeit his soul?" That's the definition of unrighteousness. Joy "must be sharply distinguished both from happiness and from pleasure" - CS Lewis Joy is “unsatisfied desire, which is itself more desirable than any other satisfaction.” – CS Lewis again. God promises to give us a joy that surpasses anything this world has to offer. Here's the question: how much of your life to do you spend experiencing this joy, vs looking for joy elsewhere? Psalm 35:27 - Let those who delight in my righteousness shout for joy and be glad and say evermore, “Great is the Lord, who delights in the welfare of his servant!” Haydn, the great musician, was once asked why his church music was so cheerful, and he replied: "When I think upon God, my heart is so full of joy that the notes dance and leap, as it were, from my pen ; and since God has given me a cheerful heart, it will be pardoned me that I serve Him with a cheerful spirit." Joy is the juice of gladness that comes from the fruit of peace, itself springing up from the ground of righteousness – our righteousness in Christ. Matthew Henry defines joy as "a constant delight in God." Who does the work of transforming our hearts to find satisfaction in God? God Himself is the One who transforms our heart to increasingly see Christ as our supreme treasure, even as we seek to find our satisfaction in Him. Cyprian was a third-century North African. As he was anticipating death, he penned these last words to his friend Donatus in 258AD: “It's a bad world, an incredibly bad world. But I have discovered in the midst of it a quiet and holy people who have learned a great secret. They have found a joy which is a thousand times better than any pleasure of our sinful life. They are despised and persecuted, but they care not. They are masters of their souls. They have overcome the world. These people are the Christians—and I am one of them.” This is an episode you do not want to miss. We look forward to serving you through it this week! MEET OUR CHARACTER OF THE WEEK It had been a good year for John. He had managed to obtain a bonus packet worth a small fortune. It would go towards the purchase of his new beach house. Despite this formidable win, it bothered him that others in his industry made more. After all, he deserved every Benjamin, and then some. Sure, his recent promotion had come by a lot of backstabbing. Good for him. The corporate pie was only big enough to share among the most ruthless sharks, and he wants the biggest slice he could get his teeth on. John was determined to keep his focus on multiplying his assets this year, and fast. Today is all that matters. Faster, stronger, better. Last week, in the middle of a heated discussion about a takeover bid that was going to earn him that next nice bundle, John had a stroke. He is now on his hospital bed, slowly recovering. For the first time since he can remember, he has time to think. He is wondering if big money really is all that it is cracked up to be. He loves life with money, but what would money be without life? Hum. Would you say that John has reaped joy from the money he is accumulating? There's a French saying: “some people are so poor, all they have is money.” John is plagued with a self-imposed case of greed. Greed is idolatry: it is valuing something—anything—more than God. It's the “just-a-bit-more” mentality: “if only I had this, then…” The problem is, it is a moving target that never satisfies. Greed is the agony of “never enough.” It makes us ignore or forget God in our pursuit of “more.” Eventually, it slowly brainwashes us to believe that God, like everything else we've tried, is “never enough.” Greed makes us forget about eternity; it replaces our God-given perspective of Heaven with a world-centered focus on today. The change can be so subtle, though, that it is almost never self-diagnosed. Let's be the exception! Whether the Holy Spirit whispers it to us through our time in prayer, or in the study of His word, or through a true friend, let's identify any seed of idolatry in our heart. Greed, like any form of idolatry, never gives. Greed robs. It robs us of joy. The alternative to greed is joy—joy in God Himself. It is joy in our relationship with Him, not for what He can give us, but for the sheet delight of relationship. As C.S. Lewis puts it, joy in God is “unsatisfied desire, which is itself more desirable than any other satisfaction.” This is what I would wish to tell John: God promises to give us a joy that surpasses anything this world has to offer. Scripture challenges us to embrace the universe through the lens of faith. This perspective from Heaven promises us hope and joy. And yet, how often do we look for joy elsewhere? As Christians, we easily acknowledge that God is the almighty, living, ruling Lord of all. He is one God, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, who dwells in heaven, a place of eternal joy. The psalmist says, "You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.” (Psalm 16:1, NIV). But do we really experience this? Joy has been God's ambition since Day One—literally. God created the universe for His own pleasure and enjoyed doing it. He created planet earth as our breathtaking dwelling place. He fashioned man and woman in His image to glorify Him, to live and rule in peace and joy. The totality of His creation made Him smile and He called it "very good." Then something went very wrong. Iniquity appeared, and earth became a place of sorrow, a troubled segment of the universe where idolatry and greed now reign in humans' hearts. God knew it would unfold so. The plan was already in place: at the appointed time, His Son Jesus came on a pre-planned mission to free the earth from its curse and return its people to an abundant life of hope, joy, and faith. Nothing could be further from puny greed. "For the joy set before Him," Jesus endured the cross. It means that He took our sin from us, accomplished our salvation, died, and rose again to everlasting life in the kingdom of heaven. To those who receive Him as Lord and acknowledge Him as Savior, Jesus Christ promises forgiveness, redemption from sin, a new birth, answers to prayer, the outpouring of His Holy Spirit of love, victory over death, and the everlasting joy of heaven. Jesus lives today at the Father's right hand in resurrected glory and fullness of joy; He has promised to come back for His church and to take us where He is. That is the essence of joy in God, and it is ours to cling to. We invite you to listen to this week's episode of the Gospel Spice Podcast to find out what happened to John, and to unpack the deeper truth of abiding in God's joy today. Make sure to check out the optional-but-oh-so-helpful mini e-book to go along with the series at gospelspice.com/wisdom We invite you to check out the first episode of each of our series, and decide which one you will want to start with. Go to gospelspice.com for more, and go especially to gospelspice.com/podcast to enjoy our guests! Interested in our blog? Click here: gospelspice.com/blog Identity in the battle | Ephesians https://www.podcastics.com/episode/74762/link/ Centering on Christ | The Tabernacle experience https://www.podcastics.com/episode/94182/link/ Shades of Red | Against human oppression https://www.podcastics.com/episode/115017/link/ God's glory, our delight https://www.podcastics.com/episode/126051/link/ Support us on Gospel Spice, PayPal and Venmo!
Episode 574 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126I'm currently watching the Swell Entertainment video on family vloggers 00:00 PRS video recap04:26 Fender Bass V26:04 Cory Wong WAS(n't) WRONG40:27 Airscreamer51:46 Thanks Patreon!54:57 Ryan went to the dentist, Steve sold a Shure MoveMic kit1:02:04 Thing1:15:14 This song was sent by Moore Loud and is called "Paradiso" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Karen Anderson, director of healthcare equity research for Morningstar Research Services, discusses the forces shaping the landscape and where she sees opportunities for investors. Key Takeaways:Why Healthcare Stocks Have Been Resilient During the Market DownturnHow Regulatory Changes Could Affect the Healthcare IndustryWhy Healthcare Stocks' Valuations Look Attractive From a Bottom-Up ViewHow Have Healthcare Stocks' Valuations Changed Historically?How Stock Valuations Differ Within the Healthcare Sector How an Aging US Population Affects the Healthcare Sector Will GLP-1 Drugs Continue to Grow? Regulatory Risks for Healthcare Stocks Healthcare Stocks Outlook Are Healthcare Stocks a Buy? Healthcare Stock Picks How Amgen Is Using AI in Healthcare Read about topics from this episode. Healthcare: Sector Looks Undervalued with Pullback After US Election and Obesity DataNovo Nordisk: Next-Generation GLP-1/Amylin Drug Sees Leading Weight Loss in Small TrialHow GLP-1 Drugs Like Ozempic Are Boosting Biopharma StocksBiopharma Stock Election Impact: Potential Reduced IRA Headwind but Unpredictable Challenges22 Best Healthcare Companies to Invest In What to watch from Morningstar.Worried About a Market Sell-Off? These 10 Funds Reduce Portfolio Risk Gray Divorce: How to Avoid Triggering a Costly Tax BillWhy the Bond Market Looks Brighter Than It Did in 2022Where to Find Bargain Stocks in an Expensive Market Read what our team is writing:Karen AndersenSarah Hansen Follow us on social media.Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MorningstarInc/X: https://x.com/MorningstarIncInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/morningstar... LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/5161/
Episode 573 is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126What happens if the left Twix caramel goes onto the right Twix cookie? 00:00 Custom SG19:27 Ryan and Steve can't figure out the point of the Gibson Platypus Firebird43:20 Muscle Boy53:20 Thanks Patreon!54:35 Ryan won't talk about it56:06 Thing1:08:37 This song was sent by Dean from Grandmother and is called "The Beekeeper" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
Episode 572 is is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%LET'S DO A GIVEAWAY! Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126Mason Stoops worked on the Red Dead Redemption 2 Soundtrack00:00 Electric not XII20:30 Steve goes through lists of artists that play PRS and Ryan talks about how he doesn't like any of them45:30 We all live in this Beatles guitar52:10 Thanks Patreon!53:35 OH PEPINO! (BUY THE BOOK)56:15 Steve got a new guitar!1:02:13 Inter-Mark Cipher1:19:41 This song was sent by Brian Leary and is called "Oh Pepino!" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
This week we're discussing every album by Hum. While they can technically be considered a one-hit-wonder with their song "Stars" from 1995's You'd Prefer an Astronaut, Hum did way more and influenced so many more than they get credit for. Equal parts grunge, indie, and chunky post-hardcore--Hum has a style and personality so distinct, you can hear how much they influenced bands like Deftones today.Closing track: “Scraper” from Electra 2000 (1993)Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/everyalbumeverMerchhttps://pandermonkey.creator-spring.com/Mike's EP:Pander Monkey on Bandcamp, Spotify, Apple,Mike on Instagram @pandermonkeyAlex on Bluesky @octatron3030Tom on Instagram @tomosmansoundsHistory Tom's stuff:Music on Spotify, ApplePodcast on Spotify, YouTubeSubstackWebsiteMike's Picks:Electra 2000 (1993) — Best Album, Personal FavoriteInlet (2020) — Worst Album, Least FavoriteAlex's Picks:Inlet (2020) — Best AlbumElectra 2000 (1993) — Personal FavoriteFillet Show (1991) — Worst AlbumYou'd Prefer an Astronaut (1995) — Least FavoriteAlbums we discussed this episode…Fillet Show (1991)Electra 2000 (1993)You'd Prefer an Astronaut (1995)Downward Is Heavenward (1998)Inlet (2020)
Episode 571 is is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126LINK TO PICTURES 00:00 Clearly Repaired12:09 Canadians are boycotting Canadian creators, but why don't Canadian retailers have affiliate programs?32:35 Burns Concord39:30 Thanks Patreon!44:35 Ryan makes pickguards now45:40 Thanks to B's Music for some cool stuff to giveaway! LET'S DO A GIVEAWAY! 52:40 Yasha Tar1:07:50 This song was sent by Ben Smith of Laughing At Oblivion and is called "Bone" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
This week on "BETA," Simon Rich joins us to talk about his short story collection, "Glory Days." Helen Phillips explores Artificial Intelligence in her suspenseful novel, "Hum." And author Chris Nashawaty revisits the epic summer of 1982 - when Star Wars and Sci-Fi Fever hit it's peak.
Your voice is your instrument, so how do you keep it in top shape? Today, Darren and Mark sit down with Millian Quinteros, a voiceover artist, audio producer, podcast consultant, and voice care/maintenance coach. Using his own story of struggling with vocal issues, Millian explains some common voice-care mistakes, and offers practical advice to help you keep your instrument well-tuned. SNIPPETS: • The voice is the symphony of the heart • Your voice tells people who you are • Treat your voice like a professional • Use vocal warm-ups and cool-downs • Avoid alcohol and caffeine. • If you partake, drink room temperature water at a 1:1 ratio • Adopt proper posture when speaking • Hum gently first thing in the morning • Use diaphragmatic breathing in a steamy shower • Hydration is key, with ROOM TEMPERATURE water • When travelling, arrive at your destination a day early to acclimate • Voice rest for a few hors can be very helpful Work with Mark and Darren: https://www.stagetimeuniversity.com/get-a-speaking-coach/ Check Out Stage Time University: https://www.stagetimeuniversity.com
Episode 570 is is brought to you by...Chase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126LINK TO PICTURES00:00 Randy Rhoads' guitar18:50 Some guitar mods just aren't worth doing44:17 El Dorado56:45 Thanks Patreon!58:27 Banjo bass1:06:00 This song was sent by Kyle Ketchemonia and is called "Solo"****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
What can the history of science tell us about the world we live in today and where we might be headed tomorrow? To find out, Dr. Charles Liu and co-host Allen Liu welcome historian of science Rebecca Charbonneau, PhD from the American Institute of Physics and the National Radio Astronomy Observatory with expertise in radio astronomy and the search for extraterrestrial intelligence (SETI). This episode kicks off with Allen and Chuck talking about January's Lunar Occultation of Mars. You can see a photo taken by Chuck on our YouTube Community tab. And then it's time for today's joyfully cool cosmic thing: a recent paper in the Astrophysical Journal Letters confirming there are galaxies that were fully formed just 400 million years after The Big Bang. Chuck, who studies galactic evolution, tells us why this changes our understanding of galaxy formation. Rebecca talks about how new ideas can be controversial and how personalities, politics and cultures can impact the evolution of science. She brings up the current controversy in astronomy concerning the locations of terrestrial telescopes and the tension between scientific and cultural imperatives. She also recounts seeing people in Russia wearing NASA t-shirts and explains how NASA understood the importance of controlling the narrative, even inviting Norman Rockwell to popularize the space program. Our first question comes from Pablo P. on Patreon, who asks, “Can humanity be destroyed by AI powered by quantum computing?” Rebecca explains how during the Cold War, scientists on both sides engaged in “science diplomacy” that helped lower tensions. She applies this thinking to AI, pointing out that while a “Terminator-like” scenario is unlikely, public concern is causing the tech world to confront and grapple with real threats from AI like biases in hiring algorithms. Allen, a mathematician who writes about AI professionally, addresses whether AI powered by quantum computing is more dangerous than AI in general. Rebecca shares the terrifying story of a Soviet nuclear submarine and the US navy during the Cuban Missile Crisis that nearly started a nuclear war. The dissenting actions of a single officer named Vasily Arkhipov made the difference, and she wonders if AI would have made the same decision based on the available data. For our next question, we return to our Pablo P. from Patreon for his follow up: “How [do] we answer the question about whether or not we are engaging in self-destructive behavior?” Chuck and Rebecca discuss the confluence of astronomy and the military, and how the history of the SETI program highlights their shared concerns. You'll find out what the Drake Equation has to do with concepts like The Great Filter. Science, she reminds us, is a tool to try to get closer to the truth, but it's not always perfect in pointing out whether what we're doing is safe or potentially self-destructive. Then we turn to Rebecca's other big passion, art history and the window into the human experience that art provides. Charles brings up The Scream by Edvard Munch and the fact that it's actually a depiction of a real atmospheric event. Rebecca talks the use of fractal studies to determine the authenticity of Jackson Pollock art. She also explores the artistic value of scientific artifacts like the controversial plaque attached to Pioneer 10 depicting a naked man and woman, and the interstellar Arecibo Message, sent by Frank Drake in 1974. You'll even hear how Frank worked himself into the message and what that has to do with Albrecht Durer's self-portrait painted in the year 1500. Finally, we turn to what Rebecca's been up to recently. Her new book Mixed Signals came out in January of this year. Keep up with her on her website at and follow her on X @rebecca_charbon and on BlueSky @rebeccacharbon.bsky.social. We hope you enjoy this episode of The LIUniverse, and, if you do, please support us on Patreon. Credits for Images Used in this Episode: A young Milky Way-like galaxy and a background quasar 12 billion and 12.5 billion light-years away, respectively. – Credit: ALMA (ESO/NAOJ/NRAO), M. Neeleman & J. Xavier Prochaska; Keck Observatory Artist's concept of a high red-shift galaxy. – Credit: Alexandra Angelich (NRAO/AUI/NSF) John Young and Gus Grissom are suited for the first Gemini flight March 1965. Norman Rockwell, 1965. – Credit: Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum / Norman Rockwell Edvard Munch, 1893, The Scream. – Credit: Edvard Munch / National Gallery of Norway (Public Domain) Fractal study of Jackson Pollock art. – Credit: “Perceptual and physiological responses to Jackson Pollock's fractals,” R. Taylor, et al, Front. Hum. Neurosci., 21 June 2011. The Arecibo message. – Credit: Creative Commons NASA image of Pioneer 10's famed Pioneer plaque. – Credit: NASA Albrecht Durer self-portrait. – Credit: Albrecht Dürer - Alte Pinakothek (Public Domain)
Wisdom. Most of us would say we possess some measure of it. And yet, we would probably all sign up for more, if it didn't prove so, well… elusive? Unattainable? Reserved for the “truly spiritual”? What if our desire for wisdom led us to look for the right answers in the wrong places? What if wisdom was accessible to anyone who asks? Most importantly, how do we get this wisdom that is not of the world? Gospel Spice Ministries invite you to ponder the wisdom of the book of Proverbs through a Christocentric perspective over the next few weeks. We promise spiritual flavor explosions steeped in the biblical concepts of hope, faith, and joy in the Lord. Make sure to check out the optional-but-oh-so-helpful mini e-book to go along with the series at gospelspice.com/wisdom Every week, we invite you to meet a fictional character who teaches us much about God. Today, meet Lauren. Lauren is a talented interior designer, and she knows it. That's why she hates it when an outsider tries to teach her something in her field of expertise. It happened just recently again when Mary and Bob gave her advice on how to use color to accent a room. That conversation drove her crazy. She respectfully tuned out their poor advice while mentally listing superior alternatives, before sharing that list with them. She did them a favor—their silence was proof of approval. Or take the other day, when she was asked to volunteer to help clean the church kitchen after an event. That made her angry. Don't they know she has important things to do with her time, and better ways to use her gifts? For example, she recently met with this famous movie star and they really hit it off. She loves telling people how she, Lauren, gave sensible advice to this actress for her next role. See, she has more important things to do. She encourages her tendency to compare to others, in every area. She sees it as a competitive spirit. Comparison has been encouraged by her teachers and her parents as far as she can remember. She truly believes it's the path to personal growth—when you measure yourself up against others, and increasingly notice progress. Since comparing is a source of growth, she does others a favor by flaunting her latest success. She just lost 15 lbs and is letting everyone know. She would not mention the actual weight loss, but her tight-fitting clothes show the progress well enough. She has noticed the appreciative looks around her at the firm. She is proud to know she is inspiring them to try too. God knows some of them could use some weight loss too—take Sharon and Kim, for example. She got aggravated with that stupid Bill at work recently, who dared hint that she was judgmental. What a complete idiot. But here is the truth: if people don't have their act together, that's because either they're not trying hard enough, or they choose to rely on others rather than work hard. She makes a point of never asking anyone for help. What would they think? She prides herself on her humility. Take her house, for example. Considering her status and salary at the designing firm, she could afford a much bigger one. So, there. Plus, she is at church most Sundays. They should be grateful, because here's the honest truth: that church really is not half as good as it could be. Hum… maybe she will give the head pastor some much-needed advice next time she sees him. Our world is full of Laurens. Do you know one? She might never have heard a key Scriptural message from proverbs: God gives grace to the humble, but justice to the proud. Jesus Himself, in Matthew 7:1-2, warned us that we will be judged by the very standard we use to judge others. God won't even pull up the ten commandments; He will look at how we treated others, and that will be the basis of how He treats us. A sobering thought. Indeed, it is a terrifying thought, apart from the grace of God. Mark Twain famously said, “It's not the parts of the Bible I can't understand that bother me; it's the parts that I do understand.” The way I see it? Anything short of begging for grace is sheer folly. In our previous article and podcast episode, we focused on fear, and we saw that fear stems from a deflated view of God. Today, we see that pride stems from an inflated view of self. French is going to come to our help by showing us that bad pride always stems from comparison. In French, we have two words for your one English word “pride.” Orgueil (pronounced [ɔʁɡœj]) is always negative, and it is always pride in relation to someone else: it's comparing to others, and coming out on top. Conversely, fierté (pronounced [fjɛʁ.te]) is generally in relation to yourself. You are your own standard, and you measure improvement against yourself. It is much more positive. Orgueil and fierté teach us that true pride is humble because it knows its limits and surrenders to God. The true glory of mankind is not to seek glory for ourselves—that is worldly pride. Humans are truly glorious when we seek to know God. Our purpose and identity are found, not in pridefully seeking to make ourselves equal to God, but in seeking to know God. Humble pride seeks not to be God, but to know Him. As believers, we have an awe-inspiring privilege: we are beckoned to enter the Throne Room boldly… on our knees. That is pride rooted in humility; it is God-dependence rooted in gratitude. When we approach the Throne to pray, for others and for ourselves, we nurture humility which, in turn, breeds gratitude and compassion. Pride cannot pray. Therefore, prayer is the antidote to our all-pervasive pride; prayer is both the soil and fruit of humility. You can't enter the Throne room without being captivated by the beauty of the Sovereign. His beauty is supremely displayed in the Son, the radiance of the Father's glory (Hebrews 1:3) cloaked in the humility of human flesh (Philippians 2:5). The Book of Proverbs highlights the wisdom that is from above: a crucified Lord, foolishness to the proud but salvation to the humble. Take a listen to the Gospel Spice Podcast, Episode 379, to further ponder the beauty of our Lord's humility. Make sure to check out the optional-but-oh-so-helpful mini e-book to go along with the series at gospelspice.com/wisdom We invite you to check out the first episode of each of our series, and decide which one you will want to start with. Go to gospelspice.com for more, and go especially to gospelspice.com/podcast to enjoy our guests! Interested in our blog? 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Episode 569 is is brought to you by...Sweetwater: Enter the #nammhouse #namm2025 GIVEAWAY here:https://sweetwater.sjv.io/bODQ9PChase BlissStringjoy Use code: HUM to save 10%Support this channel on Patreon Want to send us mail?60 Cycle Hum#6159450 Mira Mesa Blvd.San Diego, CA 92126LINK TO PICTURES00:00 Rare ESP9:52 Jack White just wants to ROCK YOUR FACE OFF36:45 El Gato41:30 Thanks Patreon!42:32 If you remember Sassy and want to see his auction46:39 Opening mail from Guyatone! 51:46 Vibrant Stratocaster1:01:50 This song was sent by Matty Two Hats and is called ""Party With You" ****************************60CH on PatreonBuy Something with our affiliate links:Buy a ShirtSweetwaterzZoundsThomannAmazonPerfect CircuitEbayReverbTour Gear Designs Patch Cables+++++++++++++++++++++Social Media Stuff:FacebookDiscordInstagram and Twitter @60cyclehumTikTokHire us for Demos and other marketing opportunities #60cyclehum #guitar #guitars #shameflute
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"Before you speak, ask yourself: “Is it honest? Is it kind? Is it necessary? Is it the right time? Does it improve the silence?” - Sathya Sai BabaToday, Erin and Sasha explore the 5th Chakra of speech, poetically named Vishuddha, meaning “purification of poison.” Vishuddha Chakra represents the Ether element, and the ability to turn poison into nectar - the process of purification. It is located in the throat, and is the seat of the power of the word. It brings Prana to the respiratory system. “The more silence behind your word, the greater the impact.” You may find, upon personal practice, that the simple elegance of Silence can be prescribed to most internal challenges. This chakra represents the quality of honest communication, turning ignorance into awareness, transmutation, choice, alchemy, infinity, receptivity, sensitivity, self-expression, “finding one's voice,” the ability to speak from the heart, and the ability to listen from the heart. Used properly, Vishuddha makes our words nectar, not poison. All poison becomes nectar when Vishuddha is strong and stable, developed and activated. Our words create reality, and since they originate from thought, our thoughts create our reality. Therefore, words are not only descriptive, but creative. When Vishuddha is activated, everywhere you go, becomes better as a result of you being there. If too much noise is there, too much talking or too much thinking, Vishuddha cannot be stabilized, because the element it represents is Ether (spaciousness, emptiness). The bija mantra for Vishuddha is “Hum,” which means “I am.” Because on a micro-level, we are God: the creator, preserver, and destroyer. Which brings me to the story of Samudra Manthan, the churning of the ocean. Once upon a time, the devas (gods) and asuras (demons) were on a quest to retrieve Amrita, the sacred nectar of immortality. In doing so, they had to churn the ocean using Mount Mandara as the churning rod, and Vasuki (the serpent King) as their rope. As they churned in what appears to be the original tug of war, Divine gifts emerged, like Lakshmi, the goddess of wealth, and the celestial cow Kamadhenu. However, before the Amrita appeared, a deadly poison called Halahala surfaced, threatening to destroy all of existence. Terrified, the devas and asuras turned to Lord Shiva for help, and in an act of supreme selflessness, he took the poison to his mouth to prevent it from harming creation. But instead of swallowing it or spitting it out, he held it in his throat, where it turned his skin blue, earning him the name of Neelkantha (the Blue throated one). This moment of holding and transforming toxicity without allowing it to spread, is the symbolic origin of the Vishuddha Chakra. Just as Lord Shiva purified the deadly poison without letting it harm him, Vishuddha governs the purification of thought, word, and energy. Shiva's restraint symbolizes conscious speech, wisdom, and the power of truth. The throat chakra teaches that life contains both poison (negativity, challenges) and nectar (divine wisdom). It is our ability to process, hold, and transmute energy that determines our spiritual growth. This chakra represents self-mastery, communication, and purification. Like Shiva, we must learn to hold challenges with grace, not letting toxicity consume us but instead transforming it into wisdom. When our Vishuddha Chakra is balanced, we speak with clarity, authenticity, and purpose, just as Shiva's act saved creation. Send us a textSupport the showTo learn more about us, please visit www.OjasOasis.com Connect with us @ojasoasis on Instagram
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