Interesting Article

  ++ Click-Hop, Microsound And The Delicate Balancing Act Of The Virtual Genre

  Interesting article that explores “minimal” genres of electronic music including microhouse, minimal techno, glitch hop, ect…

Well Being and Electronic Music

  This post is dedicated to Takatoshi Iwashita.

  I’m listening to Deep Mix Radio Moscow, 24 hours/day, pure intelligent electronic music which defines deep minimal house. My well being depends upon electronic music, and a part of my soul has been disenchanted, disengaged, disintegrated from the deepness of house. It’s a feeling… yea.. yea.. Most people will never understand what I mean, when I say deep. They’ll gloss over Deep Mix Radio Moscow without feeling the deepness of the arranged waves of sound. Tea, electronic music, Mor, and I’m good.

  I can picture Mor looking up from her book, as I sip my tea and program some electronic beats. Somehow in my imagination she’s wearing all black lounge, or pajama-like attire. I’ve been having fun on facebook lately, and it’s nice to see alot of my dear friends including Josh and Aryella (Americans who ventured through Bangalore with me), Sayan, Mitch Andrades, Anthony Nguyen, my brother Mitch Conley, my cousin Nathan Roselin, Kamran Hatam amongst others can be found on the social networking utility. I just paid our DSL Verizon bill online and the call center woman noted that I sounded tired, maybe because I was trying to be as polite as possible to just get through the process.

  Life seems to be picking back up, but I’m waiting until February to make that official. I need to become one with the coldness of this Pittsburgh winter in order to make real progress. Much Love. Peace… I could talk Middle East politics, American economic downfall, but I’d rather just listen to this house music.

Rory Contra Nietzsche

  It’s Mor’s 19th birthday and I found myself in the level 599 graduate course titled Contra Nietzsche. Professor Wurzer elected me to present the second part of Untimely Meditations next Thursday and immediatley anxieties, headaches and fears set in as I realized that with no history in Western philosophy or German culture I am asked to present Nietzsche’s ideas  to a well-versed audience. From my perspective I just want to pass this class so I can leave Duquesne University with a degree in psychology. I talked with Wurzer after class and he reassured me not to worry, and that my presentation should be purely textual. So I’m a bit relieved.

  There was a sign exiting the night class as I walked pass a seminar room. I was intrigued at how many elderly people were  listening to the speaker. I tried to catch wind of what was being discussed but was too far away to really gather anything. Then I caught sight of George Yancy my philosophy professor in critical race theory last semester. He saw my curious gazes through the door into the lecture hall. He smiled, and I smiled back…

  The key to Rory contra Nietzsche is breath. As Nietzsche once proclaimed, “if you come with me, come with yourself”. And that is what I intend to do… So, I’m going to wrestle with the text and have faith that I will making a meaningful contribution to the class. Somehow Yancy was the omen.

   Yom Holedet Tov, Morile!

New Job

  New job. Faith worked, well semi-faith. I’m working at a small Middle Eastern restaurant.

Black Eye

  My first black eye. It’s fascinating the attention that it attracts. This might seem like a strange entry, but yes someone robbed me this past Thursday. In ways, it does hurt my pride although there was nothing I could of done. I didn’t even have a chance to react as he came up behind me and slammed me in the right eye.

   It’s a strange feeling. I’ve made so much progress in living in anti-racist modes of existence. I had become accustomed to my daily/night walks through racialized space. And then this event happens. I’m going to continue to strive to be anti-racist, and to bring harmony into this world. I will return the act of violence with love and respect. I feel retaliation of any sort would only be a weakness, and stands outside of my own way of life.

   Mor made the astute comment that there has to be people like this in the world for there to be a balance. I understand her consideration, although I do feel human beings possess the potentiality to create their own morality which denies evil. But the whole history of Western morality has created this overarching dichotomy. I can only hold my head up, and continue to strive and persevere in my own way. The current predicament exists because of the fact that we live in a racist and racially constituted world, so it is important more than ever I stay true to my belief in respect, harmony, and purity.