Wayne White

6 05 2012

I caught an interview on ‘Q‘ last week that I thought was pretty good ….it was with Wayne White who seemed to get his ‘break’ while working on Pee Wee’s Playhouse.  I knew nothing about the guy at the time, but thought he had a LOT of great things to say on the topic of Art.  There’s a new documentary out on his life called Beauty is Embarrassing that I’ll definitely have to catch whenever it makes its way out here.  I found the interview on the CBC website and while listening to it again, decided to jot down a few things I thought were interesting.

“Never discount anything you do in the studio.  Even the goofiest, spur of the moment, spontaneous things can [---] have a deeper meaning than you think.”  This is true for me with music.  In many cases when writing I spew things out and automatically think they’re garbage or just plain silly ….but I got in the habit of keeping them anyway.  Months or years later I might hear them back and think hey, that was kinda neat.  And then the hard part comes when you have to put these things out there.  You go out on a limb and hope you’re not ridiculed in some way.  That’s why it’s so much easier to put the safe things out, for which I’m guilty far too often.  Safe is boring though, as he mentions a little later.

“The high arts love to suffer and feel superior, [---] it’s their nature.  Suffering means seriousness.  It’s ingrained in our culture; comedy is low, drama is high.”  This I see everywhere.  In music for example, ‘high art’, although not exclusively, can easily be found in the legitimate or classical realm.  Here things are generally done according to tradition and with the utmost seriousness …which the music dictates to a certain degree.  I don’t know many professional instrumentalists in the classical field, but those I do seem, for the most part at least, overly proper.  It happens in other styles of music as well of course.  Personally, I think it occurs when people get so caught up with what they’re doing that they fail to step back to consider the bigger picture or other possibilities.  They immerse themselves to the point where everything else going on is either secondary or at worse, irrelevant.

“I think the artist should be an outsider.  I don’t think the artist should be legitimized too much [as] it’s bad for the artists’ soul and spirit.  The whole nature of art is to go against the grain.”  If art was common and accessible then what would be the draw to it?  It has to be from another angle other than the established otherwise nobody would find it interesting.  It has to make you think …and you’re not going to think if you feel you know the answers already.

There’s a whack of other stuff he discusses with Jian, so rather then have me blabbering on about it all, here’s a brief transcript to look over.  Check out the full interview if you’re interested though (click) …and I don’t believe his part starts up till around the 51:31 mark which is just after the Rodney King interview (done to mark the 20th anniversary of the L.A. riots) and all appearing on the May 1st, 2012 segment.

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“It’s hard to be an artist in any culture, especially a North American, capitalist culture.  There’s a certain amount of guilt that goes along with it like ….”What?  That’s not a legitimate job!?”  They actually think the arts aren’t legitimate down here. [---]  It’s just hard to be an artist.  There’s no support systems.  And so you struggle and struggle to put yourself out there and yet there’s always this residual guilt ….like “Maybe I should have gotten a real job?  Maybe they’re right?  Maybe I’m just an egomaniac and this is just a fools folly?”  You’re never given the right support, and if you are given the right support you’re in an ivory tower; some kind of academic bubble.  You’re apart from the culture …you loose the sense of the street and the city and the country…  The artist that’s in a bubble, completely supported and everything, that’s not interesting.  Everybody’s got their own path [---] and there’s a million ways of doing it.  It’s a struggle to find your own voice, and there’s no blueprint for it.  Universities think they have the blueprint but they don’t.  Life experience is the only blueprint for the artist.”

Now to wait for the movie to come around :)





citation cartels

10 04 2012

Here’s a neat article discussing the follies of scientific journals that occasionally cite supporting journals …essentially boiling things down to an ‘old boys club’ routine.  In the article they use the phrase ‘gaming the system’.  That is, no matter what the discipline really, there’s always the risk of surrounding yourself with like-minded people which, in effect, lead to close-knit associations that in turn can become self serving.  Groups are this way though, and that’s the nature of the beast.  It’s not a bad thing of course as it often unites and directs creative forces toward common, admirable goals.  But in some circumstances these goals become suspect, data becomes skewed, and you eventual end up with a false or misrepresentative outcome.  Not the best ideal, especially when science is concerned.

Politics, religion, music, entertainment, law enforcement, unions, education, etc, etc ….no problem.





psychosis (er …dream)

19 02 2012

In the Edmonton Journal’s Opinion section there’s a concise rebuttal from Nathan Lemphers of the Pembina Institute to an article written by Jen Gerson in the Calgary Herald.  After reading Jen’s article I just wanted to bring attention to a point in it made by Philippe Reicher of the Canadian Energy Pipeline Association; “Regardless of these fears, Reicher is among many in the pipeline industry who believes Northern Gateway will be approved: It has to be, he said. Pipelines are like highways, they’re necessary to fuel the way we live.

So true.  And that’s the part that hounds me …not that Big Oil is out to destroy the world or makes hoards of money or that they don’t care about causing damage when they develop this infrastructure that fuels the country, but that our way of living largely dictates their actions.  It’s our way of life (the Western Dream of sorts) that makes a large home, two automobiles, convenient shopping opportunities, holidays in the Barbados and a comfortable retirement …not just a necessary accomplishment for most of us but something tied to our idea of success.  Tied to our definition of progress.

Suggestions on how to wake from the dream are welcomed.
*modifications of it are also permitted*





appearances

16 02 2012

In response to a recent Edmonton Sun editorial advancing the view that capital punishment should be reinstated in Canada (click).

I used to be in favor of the death penalty.  An eye for an eye as the Bible states, wasn’t exactly what I had in mind, but to instil the value of life in a would-be murderer I was convinced that a ‘life for a life’ would make the world a better place.  It would be the ultimate deterrent.  If you somehow came to the conclusion that ending someone’s life was so necessary, then you should rightly forfeit your own.  Only then would life’s importance be fully realized.  An eye for an eye was somehow sloppy, but a cold-blooded murder in exchange for your own existence on this planet was something I could get behind.  Sure, it would be messy at the start, but after we tweaked the system a bit …well, we’d see some progress.

The Sun columnist isn’t advocating anything as drastic as myself though.  S/he seems content with the death penalty being decreed for only those murderers who have nothing more to give society other than a pricey bill for their jail time.  Jail time that, in case you need reminding, we tax payers must reluctantly cover.  These murderers after all, serve no other purpose, and us keeping them alive to enjoy all those jail house freedoms and perks that many goodhearted poor and homeless might only dream about, amounts to a slap in the face.  It’s as if they got away with murder …and are laughing at us from the confines of their cozy cells.  The lives of hardened killers like Paul Bernardo, Robert Pickton and Russell Williams (whom the columnist mentions) are essentially a write-off, and in the majority opinion of the law-abiding, moral members of our society, their absence would not only be of good fortune, but a blight finally removed from the upstanding citizenry this country is known and respected for.

Or something to that effect.

The problem is that society is more than appearances, and there’s a core that kinda binds us together.  Consider a few questions for example …how is it that Russell Williams, through so many years of service, arrived to the prominence he did as a Colonel in the Canadian Military without showing any signs of his criminal tendencies?  How was it that Robert Pickton was able to murder and depose of as many people as he did (throughout all those years as well) without any suspicions being raised between those who came in contact with him?  How was Paul Bernardo able to persuade his wife to help him torture the girls he killed… and what enabled him to lure them and the many he raped in the first place?  You might argue that these men were killers who simply outwitted us, but there’s far more to it than that.  There’s questions about military secrecy for example, or how its chain of command possibly lacks certain checks and balances.  There’s questions about neighbors, friends and acquaintances turning a blind eye or not recognizing important aspects in a persons’ character, or even remaining silent while noticing something is amiss.  There’s questions about the subjugation of women and the assumed role of power and influence men have over them.  And let’s not forget the question of our role in these killer’s actions as well …because as removed as these men may seem from most of us, they still share much of our way of life.  They do after all, come from that same core.

But deeper questions like these, possibly answered in some obscure and remote paper years after our collective interest has waned, aren’t really on our minds for long …and who among us isn’t silently thinking to themselves “If I was around, these guys would never have gotten away with what they did …not on my watch!”  But the truth is it does, and all the time.  And the truth is that these types of questions get glanced over in our haste to assign blame and bring about a quick resolution so we can get on with our own lives.  Killing is simple ….killers, not so much.  They were, after all, ‘normal’ – just like us at one time, and their path to the dark side wasn’t sudden or premeditated but instead a gradual and apparently undetectable decent.  When we don’t take the time and consider the details behind their actions and how it is that they go astray, we only allow similar situations to recur further down the road.  We fail to learn from our past and become destined to repeat our mistakes.  Destined to allow more killing.  Seldom are things black and white during that transition to a cold-blooded killer, and saying ‘he’s evil’ after the fact just isn’t good enough …we have to attempt to understand why.  Locking them up and throwing away the key is convenient, but doesn’t help as persons with similar lifestyles and habits will eventually replace them and force us to issue more locks and keys.

No, it’s never as simple as we think.  As far as we’ve come in decoding the mind of the serial killer, we do ourselves a disservice by ridding ourselves of their physical presence and not attempting to further understand the complexities and reasoning behind why they gradually stray from the herd.  The death penalty is in effect a convenient way of hiding the problem, but not dealing with it.  It’s like a fresh, clean band-aid over a wound that requires extensive surgery.  A short sighted fix to something far more complex.  And it’s removing a burden, in my opinion, that doesn’t deserve to be removed.  In another recent Sun column (sorry for the Sun bashing this time around) a similar take on logic is made when discussing the issue of drug dealing among teenagers.  The article is titled Show No Mercy To Dealers Of Death: Pushers of toxic junk drugs to young people should be left to rot in some dark hole.  The interesting comments are below…

“While we can’t fathom the mental processes of those who invite their own premature death, we’ve got a good grasp on what motivates the scum peddling this garbage.  Pure greed.  —[The police] took the unprecedented step of putting out the pictures of two 19 year-olds charged in the seizure of half a kilo of a drug being sold as ecstasy…” pg. 15, Sunday Feb. 12, 2012.

Here the columnist implies that while we can understand the reasoning behind selling drugs, we can’t fathom the reasoning behind those wanting to use them.  Well …no, this is incorrect.  You can understand why young people gravitate to drug use, but it’s complicated and usually revolves around self-esteem, peer pressure, family situations, school environments, boredom, alienation, calls for help etc., etc. – and to simply throw your hands up in the air and call their behavior unfathomable while at the same time apparently solving the cognitive workings of a similarly aged 19 year old drug dealer is both ludicrous and irresponsible.  You’ve solved the problem only by reducing the complexities of the situation ….but in reality you haven’t solved anything, and when this drug disappears and these dealers are eventually placed in the system, those same ‘unfathomable’ kids will have found a new way to find their release and there will be new ‘pushers’ to give them what they want.  You buy yourself some time perhaps, but nothing is truly solved.

Just as nothing is solved by prematurely erasing killers like Paul Bernardo, Russell Williams and Robert Pinkton from the face of the Canadian criminal system.  There will be others to replace them unless you address the underlying complexities that led to their existence.  Sure you’ll save yourself some money with capital punishment, but I’d hope those who make up this country care more about attempting to comprehend the issues of murder over saving a little bit of money by sweeping certain less-desirables under the carpet.  There’s a purpose for these unfathomable killers being left alive …reminding you that there will be others to replace them when they’re gone.  Reminding you that something is broken.  Reminding you that things still need to be fixed.  Reminding you that, in some small way, you had a hand in making them who they are.  Most importantly perhaps, reminding you that you’re not one of them.  You’re not a killer.

It takes far less effort kill off a few bad apples than to have to deal with why they got that way in the first place, and this deceptive appeal is probably similar to what lured those like Pickton, Williams and Bernardo down the dark roads they traveled.  I’m not saying we’re like them …but then at some point in out lives we were like them, and it’s imperative that we continuously pursue the reasons that make/made them so different from the rest of us.  And erasing their lives from the world doesn’t erase what they’ve done, because as convenient as it may seem and as good as it may look from an appearance point of view …we’re more than appearances.  We’re something deeper than that.  And as a proud and righteous society, we genuinely care about solving problems that occasionally, we ourselves create.





diapers and cockroaches

4 02 2012

They both need naps.

No, not diapers and cockroaches.  Rather, that’s the answer for “What do babies and the elderly have in common?”  Of course one could argue diapers as well, but I’m not quite at the stage for Depends yet.  Eventually I suppose, but right now it’s just naps.  Little sleepy-baby type naps.  As far as I can figure, my body is designed for 6 hours of sleep.  Even less at times.  Throughout most of my life I’ve never been one to stay asleep for long periods of time.  There are others who I’m sure you’ve heard about, that have no problem sleeping the entire day away.  Not I.  My body revolts if I abuse it like that.  Even after late night gigs where I’d be up at my regular 6 something a.m. and have to play till 2 in the morning …I’d still wake up before 7am.  It’s in my genes I think.  I can’t wash it out either.

Which is why I just had a wonderful hour or so nap.  My gig was done early last night and after eating a little food I got home and just felt bagged, so I went to bed.  I laid there and probably didn’t actually fall asleep till maybe midnight, but I was up at 5am.  What does a guy do when he’s up at such a dreadful hour on a Saturday morning?  In my case I convinced myself to get an early workout in.  After leaving the house just after 6 I arrived (20 min. walk) to find out they don’t open till 7am on Saturdays.  Oh well.  So I hung around for bit.  Luckily it wasn’t too cold.  It’s surprising how quickly the KSC fills up though, from an empty parking lot to what had to be 100 people swimming, diving and practicing other pool related routines …all in less than an hour.  That doesn’t include people in the fitness rooms or indoor track area etc. either.  It’s a busy place.  Sorta reminds me of my old Waterpark days.  You’d get to work on a cold and sunny morning and the park would be empty and serene …and half an hour later there’d be hundreds of snotty-nosed, screaming kids.

I had a great leg workout though, and went heavier than I’ve gone in a while on some horizontal leg presses as well as normal extensions.  The knee gave me problems when I’d try to force the leg straight, pushing for a sort of hyperextension …but it worked itself out eventually.  I still have little ‘lumps’ on my incision points, and that’s where the pain somewhat occurs.   As far as the running thing that I was hoping to be going wild on by now – that hasn’t happened.  If anything it’s been a regression.  As soon as I get into stride I’ll get pain, and even shorter strides (which worked when I first tried them at physio) aren’t anything to write home about.  So I’ll stop writing.  But gym/weights leg stuff is fine, it’s just the whole free-moving/twisting/running variety of sport that will have to wait a while.  But I’m old.  I have time ;)

I hung out with Amber a few nights ago and we checked out the Clooney movie, The Descendants.  It wasn’t too bad.  I don’t know why it’s not running in the major theaters though.  Perhaps having a story that revolves around taking someone off life support doesn’t fit nicely with the mainstream, popcorn munching crowd.  The way his wife laid there though, reminded me of my Grandma that I just wrote about.  Her mouth open.  Body unmoving.  The way family and friends would mull almost insensitively about her space.  It takes place in Hawaii too …which oddly reminded me that it’s been my only real holiday out of the country in my entire life.  By real I mean while being on my own.

Rich and I (a Waterpark friend coincidentally) spent a month there in 87′ or 88′.  We stayed with a friend’s sister (and husband and daughter ..Tom and Elisha) who was a native islander which worked out pretty nice.  We rented their spare room for maybe $500 (split between the two of us) which for them was wonderful.  We were good house guests though.  I remember surfing every day or so at the start (we brought our boards on the flight).  Doing the gym thing.  Playing basketball more than we should have.  I remember the ants that would be roaming about the kitchen at night.  The little lizard things.  Cockroaches.  Maki birds.  Mangos that fell from the backyard tree and sat there rotting …much like neglected apple trees here.  It was fun I think.  I also remember that at about the three week point I was ready to go home.  Yep, you know it’s time to leave Hawaii when you’re bored, eating cheap hamburgers at Jack in the Box and spending too much time watching tv.

Ahhhhhh, paradise.

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stuff #13.6

20 01 2012

This makes me happy (click).  I’ve been waiting for something of a facebook backlash for a while now.  Here’s hoping for an early Christmas present this year.

This makes me sad …”We’ve been blessed with natural resources…“  It’s a comment I overheard by a member of my parliament while on Rutherford’s 630 CHED radio program.  It seems he was upset with Obama’s recent decision to delay the XL pipeline.  From what I can gather, the boundaries that define Canada have been bestowed by some deity with abundant materials that we Canadians can exploit as we see fit.  Sweet, I love deities that play favorites …especially when they’re on my side.

This makes me relieved (click).  I don’t like pirates.  Water-logged or digital.  What I hate worse than pirates though are ‘artistic thieves’ – ones who steal creativity by limiting its growth.  Clay Shirky summed it up well in this recent Ted Talk: “The 20th Century was a great time to be a media company […] If you were making a TV show, it didn’t have to be better than the other TV shows of the day …it only had to be better than the two other shows that were on at the same time.

This makes me laugh (click).  It seems someone’s been playing the old iPad switch-a-roo, and a few consumers have gotten a bag of clay instead of the real McCoy.  It’s not all that funny if you got one I suppose, but what I’m excited about is for those with time on their hands to throw together some videos/skits with Apple ‘fanboys‘ actually trying to use the product.  Clay iPhones will be the next big seller if I know my trends.

Finally, this makes me wonder… “To admit that our ancestors are bacteria is humbling.  It has disturbing implications.  Besides impugning human sovereignty over the rest of nature, it challenges our assumptions of individuality, uniqueness, and independence.  It even violates our view of ourselves as discrete physical beings separate from the rest of nature and – still more unsettling – questions the alleged uniqueness of human intelligent consciousness.” pg 32.  Dazzle Gradually by Lynn Margulis and Dorion Sagan.

...just one of our many blessings.





Gateway Pipeline

18 01 2012

Maybe before we go through this Gateway, we should ask ourselves a few questions about our desired future.“  The quote is from an article in the Edmonton Journal by Mike Robinson of the Bill Reid Foundation.

That’s what bothers me most about our Government’s ‘git er done’ approach concerning the export of Western oil.  It’s as if jobs, the economy, jobs and more jobs are the only factors worth considering.  That’s the appearance at least, especially if you glance through local media.  I appreciate the concern too of potentially affected communities and the damage a theoretical spill may have on them, but even that is somewhat short-sighted given the ‘earthly’ concerns that spread far beyond our boundaries.  Sure we may provide ‘safe’ oil, ‘secure’ oil and even ‘environmentally friendly’ oil (spin is a wonderful thing) …but for what purpose?  To use obviously.  To use, to generate more use, and to eventually come back to haunt us like a dark cloud might drift across an unprotectable boarder.  The bigger picture needs to be looked at, and I haven’t heard anyone locally suggest talking about it.  Aside from this article in today’s paper that is.  Lol, but I suppose I don’t get out much either.

Mike Robinson also mentioned a book by Thomas Berger – Northern Frontier, Northern Homeland: the Report of the Mackenzie Valley Pipeline Inquiry (1977).  I remember reading this back in one of my early University classes.  I completely forget the course (obviously an option of some sort) and I recall only the Native Canadian instructor and some discussion with my Dad (who worked for oil companies for most of his life) around some things the book had to say.  Again, I don’t recall what we talked about other than talking, but considering how damning the report was then to pipeline development, they probably weren’t the most uninteresting conversations.  But it is odd how, as Mike suggests, we’re still at the same place we were over 30 years ago.  I suppose the national economy isn’t something to write home about, foreign enterprise isn’t as uneventful as it once was and the general state of connectedness we share with other countries is only adding to our pile of concerns …which only makes the lure of easy oil money that much more appealing.

To state the obvious this planet isn’t getting any less crowded.  I don’t think it’s a matter of whether or not these pipelines will happen, but more the case of when they’ll happen.  And unfortunately, given our present concerns at least, I don’t think another 30 years is going to make a difference in how we handle them.  But here’s hoping.

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