As of a few minutes ago, you can download free mp3s of music made by me via Combinator’s page on last.fm. (You could listen online since October 2008, but I’m 99% sure “free download” wasn’t an option at that point.)
Or if you prefer, how about a 200MB zip containing it all — plus some recent even-more-half-baked stuff which hasn’t made it to last.fm yet.
Go! Listen! Scrobble!
Somewhat vexingly, there appears to be music by someone other than me doing the rounds but tagged as “Combinator” in the artist field: some of the top-listened tracks on the Combinator page aren’t by me! Come on, adoring public, together we can right this wrong.
Enjoy!
I am that man.
(Shame the sound quality on the video’s so poor though.)
This morning, my Dad opened an exhibition in the museum in my home town, of ninety photos taken by my great-grandfather, found (on glass plates) when Dad retired, and recently restored by him via digital photography. Here’s an article on the BBC, including an audio interview with Dad, in which (I think) he sounds fab. Rich voice, Terrence!
Finally: I’ve created an artist account on last.fm, and now you can listen to all the music I’ve ever made that might not be total rubbish, conveniently organised into four albums spanning the last twelve years of mildly frustrated but entertaining knob twiddling.
I might even get royalties if enough people listen to them…
Surreal… This page, explaining why “Andy” is a better abbreviation of “Andrew” than “Drew” includes this picture (taken by by Markus) of me pulling one weird-ass face — apparently that’s some good Andy! If I recall correctly, I was listening to Yoshinao Isobe explain his encoding of one of the models of CSP in Isabelle/HOL. That kind of thing will tend to induce face pulling, mind.
Andys rule. Andys play bass and trombone and some of us even play bass trombone. Andys are good with their hands. Andys will make fun of people but no one will care because everyone knows an Andy is just being an Andy and not out to hurt anyone. An Andy will send you flowers just because.
Andys will date your sister and marry her.
I can’t really fault his logic. Partially because there isn’t any, but also because it’s all true.
Nice vid, Dan. :-)
I recently had a brief burst of music production, inspired mainly by the acquisition of some knobs (nice little piece of kit). I can’t allow myself to spend any more time making music until I finish my thesis, but here are the results of a few fruitful days back around carnival time:
Plasmid (8.1MB ogg vorbis, 3:42) — nothing new, but what the heck.
Sketch (7.9MB ogg vorbis, 3:33) — I’m still addicted to arpeggiators. Probably the best of the three.
Sketch (feedback) (4.0MB ogg vorbis, 2:57) — a joyful rediscovery of feedback.
On the topic of the carnival, here are Bash’s photos. Many, many goodies.
On the topic of Bash’s photos, here are the ones she took of Shiko drumming at Surf Cult.
On the topic of Bash’s photos of Shiko, here are the ones she took of our housewarming party a couple of weeks ago.
Yes, Bash has a new toy too. Suddenly photos are coming out of our ears…
I had a hearing test this morning. To my small amazement, my hearing is apparently just fine – completely within normal bounds. In particular, there are no signs of noise-induced hearing loss, which is frankly incredible given the punishment (mainly via headphones) I’ve given these babies over the years.
The bad news: this means that my apparent difficulty in following conversations (particularly ones I’m on the edge of) in loud-ish surroundings (eg parties, pubs, conferences, etc.) is either a result of deficient mental processing or (probably more likely) that I’m simply not paying enough attention. Still, good to know!
Gimbo’s Girlfriend.
“Yes, and she doesn’t stop there. Having got her shoulders through, she puts her arms behind her so that her legs are locked under her shoulders. In this position she walks around the house and can even eat a sandwich.”
2007.01.24: sadly, seems to be a dead link
