Recovering academic now in public safety. You’ll find me kibitzing on brains (my academic expertise) to critical infrastructure and resilience (current worklife). Also hockey, games, music just because.
Don’t make me tap the overlay.
Robertson! Say his name!
It’s a stupid meta-joke. The video is how to turn color illustrations into a moody B&W.
I will never not upvote Everett True.
That ain’t Boomer Humor. The oldest of them would be…4 years old then. It’s Greatest Generation humor. The ones whose work the Boomers killed.
I am GenX so I can speak from my personal experience, which I realize is not universal.
I actually bought “Rappers Delight” on a 45 rpm single the year it was released. But it’s also true that Blondie’s “Rapture” was the first rapping song I heard on the radio. I would have been 13 at the time and rap was far from a mainstream musical style.
Looking back now there certainly were specific individuals of GenX and Jones who had access to rap, but it was certainly not available to me as a suburban kid in Canada. Even that Sugarhill Gang single was hard to find because “rap” as a concept didn’t really exist at that point. I am trying to find a recording of the Extras song “Hip Hop Hip Hip” as an example but it’s so obscure neither YouTube nor my streaming service seem to have it available. It would be unrecognizable to you as hip hop because nobody knew what hip hop was then. People were experimenting broadly and some of those experiments are now considered part of the movement. But we didn’t know that then. Another example that stands out for me was “White Lines” by Grandmaster Flash. It was largely spoken word and I would have identified it as funk then. Now I guess I don’t know.
“Straight Outta Compton” came out when I was in university. I really liked it because of the anger. The raw emotion felt like the best of the punk movement from 15 years before.
So yeah I could have been clearer. The early seeds of what we now consider “rap” were around when I was young. But I would not have called it a popular genre in my circles, or even mainstream. I don’t remember rap shows in the clubs (and I spent a lot of time there in my teens and twenties).
In my school too. Kids would get the strap for speaking in a language other than English. This was public school in the 1970s.
Well yes. Except for the fuckable part. And whispering instead of singing.
Old people with a deep tan look like this.
But even so, why are people so quick to jump on her for what is clearly a choice? I don’t like nose rings or ear plugs so I don’t have them. So her aesthetic is not what you would choose. Fine. Don’t do it.
I regret to inform that you too will get old someday and want to go out in public. I’m sorry you had to find out his way.
Three years for a PhD? Must be a Brit or combined degree. Average is almost six at the moment.
Which add-on?
Shame on me. It’s a jaw controlled interface. Like speech. Not brain controlled like… telepathy.
You can tell it’s bullshit right away because it’s not anywhere near the brain. How do you pick up brain signals from the jaw? Compare this to what you need for an EEG and all of that gear is there to just record responses to pulses of light.
That line appeared in “To Live and Die in LA” in exactly the same circumstances two years before “Lethal Weapon”. TLaDLA also had the first wrong way car chase that’s now a staple of every action movie. It’s funny how it was so influential in the industry but has so little lingering cultural impact.
Sing it brother! Suddenly not knowing where anything is or locking me out of alternative apps is fucked.
Can I help kill it? I hate that goddam thing.
Steak board?