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That is a good list. That is the goodest of lists. Any list that includes Abbey Road and Sergeant Pepper is by default a good list anyway.

1986 - well, as far as I'm concerned I'd pick one of the following:
- Master of Puppets (Metallica)
- So (Peter Gabriel)

...and if you were Patrick Bateman, you could also pick Huey Lewis and the News' Fore!.

Lots of stuff happening that year.

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So, in my continued exploration of being late to the party, I recently properly discovered Blue Man Group. I knew about them, I've seen them everywhere, they're a strong pop culture reference, but I didn't really know what their deal was. Now I want to see one of their shows, but their owner Cirque du Soleil has postponed everything for the moment, so they're more or less in a coma.

Of course I was going to love their music. It could be described in one word: drums.

There is one track I've been listening to continuously, The Forge. I love how spacey, etheral it feels, all the while strongly driven by powerful drums. The chord progression is intensely cinematographic, and the music video is beautifully filled with visual meaning.

Love, love their work. The blue man is a great metaphoric character, it strips us down to the child at our core. There's a whole series of videos on their channel following the training of six aspiring blue men, and for a while I actually found myself wanting to try.

Did a little photoshoot in my forest of a garden at sunset today for a proper social media post which should go online tomorrow. In the meantime, here's the whole export.

PS: I may have gotten myself a Røde NT-1a, studio headphones and an audio interface.

PS2: I may also have gotten myself fine-tuners, but they are cello fine-tuners and turned out to be roughly 3 times too big. I'm dumb.

Hey yo. Something a little different.

So I kinda forgot to feed this thread but photography and overall wilderness experiences have been going on. Last november, I contemplated driving in the midst of the Cévennes mountain range right as a major storm event, the ones we get at this time of the year with floodlike, destructive rains and intense winds, was anticipated. I sort of never really decided what I was gonna do until driving home the very day, when I learned of my grandmother's death. Then I felt like being alone and facing the weather, kind of released from various fears. The exact location I was aiming was where the maximum intensity was expected, but I knew what I was doing.

So there I drove and spent the night trapped in my car while being hammered by the rain. I played a bit of guitar and dozed off, regularly waking up during the night to check the state of the road I was parked on.

In the morning I got out, protected myself and my gear as much as I could, and walked into the forest and to a lake nearby. There I kind of experienced what it was like standing in the middle of a hurricane, and some painful photography happened and I pretty much lived an emotional catharsis within mirroring what was happening around me.

I went home with pictures, some of which I timidly developed, and strong inspiration on the musical side of things. Fast forward a few months, and the intersection of a few elements led me dive back into this experience, develop more pictures and write what I call, for lack of something better, a photographic story.

Anyway, here it is, on Béhance, where I feel more things like this could happen.

(click on the image to access the story)

This is new for me, but writing it in English was an absolute pleasure. I'd be delighted to hear feedback from anyone here who can spare some time to read it. Thanks, y'all.

Yes, absolutely.

Thanks man. I won't even try to hide my interest in pushing your jamming idea further. Something can and should happen.

The thumb, yeah - the principe is the instrument rests between my legs; my thumb kind of pushes it down, and the other end gets blocked under my right thigh. Took me a little while to find balance, and I thought I couldn't feel comfortable until a strap would help, but it kinda works now. The strap is still happening, but its main goal will be to allow me to play standing up.

THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I'VE BEEN THINKING.

I already thought about it when I was working on my tagelharpa, and earlier today a friend sent me a video of a hurdy-gurdy jokingly asking that I make one for her. It's an incredibly complex instrument so there's no way I'm ever making that, but I do believe a simpler application of the principle could work.

I need to do some research but I think there's a nordic instrument close to what we're thinking of. I would love to have an instrument capable of producing a continuous, low/grainy sound such as the hurdy-gurdy achieves. It's a strong basis for the music I've been working on lately (not teasin'; just sayin').

To be honest, I have no idea when building another instrument is something I want to make happen, but there's a good chance this might be it, if it can be designed. It's either that or a kravik lyre.

Anyhow; I have something coming up for you guys later today. I'll upload it as soon as possible.

Dude, your voice grain is absolutely tremendous. You could replace any AC/DC singer and I wouldn't notice.

Here's the camo lens cover.

As I said above, I cut a piece of white fabric and soaked it in black tea. Then cut two strips of cardboard to use as support at both ends, stapled the whole thing and glued some velcro bits. Earlier today I found some rubber pieces from an old laptop and added them to the cover so it holds in place on the lens.

The looseness underneath allows me to access the focus and zoom rings.

I'm rather pleased with it! It's too bright and uniform at the moment but l'll add texture later. In its current state it already breaks the full brightness of the lens, which is good.

It may very well be my favorite Inigo moment. It's easy to overlook especially in comparison to other quotes, but it bears such strong characterization. Three words, spoken a certain way, that tell you almost everything you need to know about Inigo's personality.

Katyusha is the One Black Hound, 100% qualified for Guardian to the Gates of the Ancient Gods.

I should post something of my two own floofs, too. Feline floofs, and extra-floofies at that.

Think about it, though. Twice the resolution equals four times more pixels where George can do worthless modifications. It's a playground! Like, a poetry playground.