Music, opinions, and portfolio of Mark Eagleton, musician and web developer in Northern CA.
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Well, Wayne Hancock passed through San Francisco two days ago, unbeknownced to me. Again. I try to check the calendar as regularly as humanly possible for me to remember, but again something went up between that day and this morning with a date scheduled right in my back yard for last Sunday. To any professional musicians out there who may be reading this, people who like your music want to know only two things of you at any given time...
My kick ass boss treated us all to the premiere showing of Frank Miller's 300 at the Sacramento IMAX (it feels weird typing that with a capital "i") theater last Friday. I haven't been able to stop thinking about the movie since I left the theater. It was that good.
As being in part of Matt and George's Pleasant Valley Boys, I had the privilege of joining them onSacramento & Co., a local Sacramento morning show. It was my first time on a TV set. Not physically on top of an actual television device. I grew up in the generation of console televisions, after all. TV's were built for climbing on back then. I mean in a studio where they produce live news casts and things.
This one totally caught me off guard, but is a topic I always love to see get media attention. I dream of an America that does't put up with this treatment of women. By put up with, I mean buy oil from, of course.
I've been cranking out a serious number of content management systems lately. You know, those little back-end, password protected parts of your blog or website that allow you to change content on the front end? Different clients have different security needs, and I've certainly seen my share of inconsistent requests lately.
Yesterday's Pleasant Valley extravaganza turned out to be pretty darn cool. We kicked off the day at KDVS for a little guest spot on Robyne Fawx's "Saturday Morning Folk Show." While we were there, we took the opportunity to set up a camera and film a few of the songs for YouTube posterity.
I've been moonlighting with some Dixon bluegrassers, while the Bottom Dwellers continue their winter hibernation. One has to keep his fingers seasoned, you know. The Pleasant Valley Boys will be pickin' at Ludy's Main Street Barbecue this Saturday (2/24/2007 @ 6 PM). Tell all your friends who like beer, barbecue and bluegrass to put their pleasant valley shoes on and prepare for a fat slice of authentic Americana pie. We'll also be performing on KDVS 90.3 FM on this same Saturday somewhere around 11 AM if you prefer to try before you barbecue.
Steve Jobs just served the world a big fat slice of DRM reality pie:
The biggest, most exciting remark was to urge the industry to put pressure the Big 4 to stop requiring retailers to sell DRM protected music. He backed up this statement by saying that Apple would jump at the chance to sell music in the iTunes Store without DRM protection. I'm thinking big changes are afoot.
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A am equally horrified and awestruck. I am reminded of David Byrne's genius E.E.E.I. project, but I am also tortured by repressed memories of Microsoft Office's WordArt. I implore each and every one of you to dive deeply into their portfolio. Never in my history as an artist, designer, and web developer have I encountered such a blatant and equal disregard for artistic vision, usability and semantics. It is beautiful.
I just upgraded to WordPress 2.1, and I totally dig it. I mostly dig the code name, "Ella", but the biggest mind-blowingly welcome improvements are what they did to the WYSIWYG editor.
Bingo! I win! Just got my results from the doc. Not one smidgen of cancer to be found. The gaping hole in my abdomine still keeps me from expressing the full magnitude of my relief, though.
More in the gouging of parts saga... I had my dermatology follow-up appointment the other day, and ended up having another mole removed. That particular one had been spooking me out a bit, and was the main reason I started this whole process.
My boss played this recording of a Verizon billing complaint yesterday. If you relish in the intricacies of clear verbal communication, you will love this as much as I did.
Twitter is all the rage. I've had an account for about a week. While I personally find it distracting and somewhat egocentric, I still see its benefits and feel obligated to give it a fair try. The iconfactory just released a freeware app called Twitterific that lets you tweet (post) and stream the tweets of your friends in a cute little floating window. Unlike most things released by the iconfactory, it's not quite up to snuff.
I was just downloading the Macworld podcast of Cable Sasser and John Gruber from Macworld.com and spotted an ad for a website I spent the last few weeks building out. I'm sure Dan and Greg (project manager and designer respectively) will be equally as tickled to see the fruits of our labor being hocked above two of our favorite Mac bloggers/Developers.
Sorry if I embarrassed you in front of the ladies, guys.
I was cruzin' around the Google Earth this morning and found the Woodland Wikipedia entry floating menacingly over Oak Street like a bright white death star. Woodland California is the town where I live. I was wowed by the following trivia entries in the article.
The XBox 360 outsold the Wii and PS3 combined last month.
I think it probably goes without saying—although Jeff Croft already has, but I will. The iPhone runs OS X 10.5. This is probably one of the reasons it's not shipping until June.
Holy Shit.
The results are in. The thing on my arm came back negative for life altering bad news. Now I just need to get these dang itchy stitches out.
Twenty years ago on this day, a new phase of my life began. My parents gave me a shinny, black electric bass guitar. The year was 1986. I was 13 years old.
Mike Davidson has a bookmark thing. Here's mine:
I'm going in to have a few things hacked out of my flesh this morning. Something common for people with my skin type, or so I've been told.