It is time we rectify this now

Kind of rediscovered Wipers’ Youth of America recently after I found this video of them performing the title track live in 1983:

And so that brought me back to the album, which is great:

Released in 1981 at the peak of the early hardcore scene, when hardcore was positing itself as the “real” thing reacting against “normal” punk and new wave, Youth of America was a further reaction against that: six songs in 30 minutes rather than 30 songs in six minutes, and the title track clocks in over 10 minutes. It’s borderline prog by comparison with, say, Minor Threat or early Husker Du (whose Land Speed Record was even shorter but had 17 songs). Great stuff. I’ve seen Greg Sage characterised as a sort of punk Hendrix, which he demurs in interviews but I don’t think it’s entirely wrong.

The thing that puzzles me, though, is that when Sage reissued it in the Wipers box set, he switched the sides round. I don’t know why, and obviously it was his prerogative to do that, “When It’s Over” still makes a good album closer… it’s just that the title track makes a better one. It’s the sort of epic guitar burnout that feels like a natural final track for an album or a live set closer.

New Who, then…

Fuck the haters, I LIKED “Space Babies” (though I will concede it’s probably the worst episode title since “Dinosaurs on a Spaceship”). The consensus on Bluesky appears to boil down to “Ncuti & Mille great, otherwise WTF” (I don’t know what the consensus on Twitter is, but I presume it’s something like “ugh, darky poofter”), so I was more curious than usual to see it… and I kind of agree with some who said it was an odd choice of story to kick off the new series, but fuck it, I had a ton of fun with it. Babies running a space station is quite an idea, and people seem to be going on about it as if the show’s never done this sort of conceptual weirdness ever before… cos the fucking Land of Fiction back in 1968 was the very apex of hard SF, wasn’t it?Whatever, I enjoyed the thing.

As for “The Devil’s Chord”, consensus on Bluesky before I downloaded the episodes was “one of the best episodes ever but why couldn’t they get actual Beatles music”… quite apart from what would’ve been the ludicrous expense of such a thing, the point of the story, of course, was that there WAS no Beatles music, or any music at all in this version of 1963. Probably not even John Smith and The Common Men. The main debate about the episode seems to be was Jinkx Monsoon riotously over the top as the villain Maestro in a good way or bad way; I’m inclined to the former though it certainly is an extreme performance…

…but if you could watch “The Happiness Patrol” and accept THIS fucking thing, as we did back in 1988, well…

Anyway, as I also said, pretty much everyone seems to agree on Ncuti and Millie and so do I. Both terrific. I said of his first appearance in “The Church on Ruby Road” that he WAS the Doctor immediately, and he continues to be. No doubts about him as the Doctor whatsoever. And I like the idea that this Doctor has finally cast off the self-loathing that has kind of plagued the entire series since 2005:

RIP Roger

This one hurts. I know that, in his own way, Corman was as much of a production-line churn-’em’out factory as any of the actual Hollywood majors, and frankly the quality of the movies he oversaw was generally probably questionable at best, but so many people in the American film industry from the 60s onwards started out in the “Roger Corman Film School” that the face of Hollywood would’ve looked vastly different without him. I mean, some of those figures may have made it by themselves, but what if they didn’t? No Coppola, no Scorsese, no Jack Nicholson, no Ron Howard, no James Cameron, no Robert Towne, no James Horner… lots of Big Hollywood just never happens. So yeah, this is a sad one; Corman was just there for so long—in a bit over a week’s time it will, in fact, be 70 years since his first film (as producer), Monster From the Ocean Floor, came out—that, even though you knew he couldn’t last forever, it’s still a shock somehow. Still, no one will ever accuse him of not having lived his life to the fullest… this is Dark Corners Review’s look back at that life from about a year ago:

Jack’s off

It was news to me that Jack Dorsey was still part of Bluesky until a few days ago, cos I could’ve sworn he’d actually left it a while ago (apparently that was just him deleting his account, not leaving the company), but never mind that. He’s out for real now and not just in my fevered imagination, and here’s why, apparently:

Jack Dorsey, the cofounder of Twitter, slammed the board that oversaw the social media firm during his tenure at its helm, saying the group had “always been a problem.”
“I was extremely challenged by my board,” Dorsey said during an interview published Thursday by Mike Solana, the head of marketing for VC firm Founders Fund and editor of digital media brand Pirate Wires.
“The board has always been a problem at that company, and I was happy to see it end,” Dorsey continued. “But there was only one way for it to end, which is going private. And I think that’s the greatest act.” […]
But Dorsey said he was also unhappy with the board because of an activist investor seeking to boot him, he said.
“I didn’t want to be on a board with an activist,” he said. I didn’t want to run a company like that. It’s just a Wall Street mess. It’s not creative, it’s diminishing.”

So now that Twitter is apparently much more like Beardo thought it should be, he’s recommending people use that instead of Bluesky, cos the latter’s become too much like what Twitter actually was:

This tool was designed such that it had, you know, it was a base level protocol. It had a reference app on top. It was designed to be controlled by the people. I think the greatest idea — which we need — is an algorithm store, where you choose how you see all the conversations. But little by little, they started asking Jay and the team for moderation tools, and to kick people off. And unfortunately they followed through with it.
That was the second moment I thought, uh, nope. This is literally repeating all the mistakes we made as a company. This is not a protocol that’s truly decentralized. It’s another app. It’s another app that’s just kind of following in Twitter’s footsteps, but for a different part of the population.

So people being asked not to be cunts on the Internet is the real problem? Of course it is… and I’ve seen a few folks on BS frown at his choice of the words “very common crowd” to describe the people migrating there, which is indeed a somewhat odd phrase I don’t think he explained or expanded on. Were we all not elite enough for him or something?

And fair enough, maybe some people are offering uncharitable interpretations of what he meant, but maybe explain to us why he used the word “common” instead of those others…

Anyway, though he’s boosting Shitter again (it’s “freedom technology”, apparently, as long as Oolong likes you), Jack’s real interest is Nostr. You know, the social network that only crypto bros like Jack seems to be into. I mean, have you ever seen Nostr mentioned in any other context? Cos sure as shit I haven’t. Who uses it? What do people do with it? Why do you never see anyone talking about it or quoting what people have said on it? And who is the guy who invented it? We don’t seem to know anything about him other than that he’s a developer from Brazil in his early 30s who fell in love with Bitcoin after falling in love with Austrian economics. Maybe it’s just me but I’d be hesitant to give millions of dollars to someone whose identity was unverifiable. Still, libertarians gonna liberty, I suppose…

Somerton lives. Great.

Unbelievable, but believable at the same time. James Somerton is not only not dead—as we discovered soon after the “suicide note” business a couple of months ago (also: that was ONLY a couple of months ago?), he was in alive after all—but also not offline.

And in the meantime he’s been using yet another alt account to defend himself:

So yeah, not only alive and well but evidently never in any real danger from himself after all. Needless to say, Peter Coffin is still blaming everyone else, as you can see from what he’s posting and reposting:

Yeah, “his DICK and BALLS” is apparently quite literally what he was posting on his alt account while threatening suicide on main. There have, of course, been jokes about who he plagiarised his genitals from…

Anyway, NO ONE IS DISAPPOINTED that James Somerton is still alive. We’re disappointed that he’s still a fucking idiot. Everything that’s happened to him over the last six months and he’s learned FUCKING NOTHING from it. He is apparently completely incapable of not being online, and I am of course the last person who can criticise anyone else for that, but I’m not putting myself out in front of a vast audience as a professed expert in whatever subject, and I haven’t built my reputation for being that on mass plagiarism and misinformation. And I haven’t tried to fake my death to avoid criticism. Slight difference between me and him.

I don’t actively wish Somerton harm, but I have reached the point where I no longer actively wish him well. I suspect I’m not the only one now in that position. If he actually does do better and finally learn from the experience, great. And if he doesn’t, well, whatever. I don’t think anyone but Peter Coffin will waste any sympathy on him.

Well that was unexpected

Elon Musk’s Neuralink reports trouble with first human brain chip

I was sceptical a few months ago when the story of Oolong’s first Neuralink chip started circulating, but I suppose if they’re admitting something’s wrong with it then it actually did happen after all…

The first invasive brain chip that Neuralink embedded into a human brain has malfunctioned, with neuron-surveilling threads appearing to have become dislodged from the participant’s brain, the company revealed in a blog post Wednesday.
It’s unclear what caused the threads to become “retracted” from the brain, how many have retracted, or if the displaced threads pose a safety risk. Neuralink, the brain-computer interface startup run by controversial billionaire Elon Musk, did not immediately respond to a request for comment from Ars. The company said in its blog post that the problem began in late February, but it has since been able to compensate for the lost data to some extent by modifying its algorithm.

If I’m reading the story correctly, they seem to be mostly worried that the chip isns’t transferring data fast enough to actually be useful in moving cursors on a screen and that sort of thing. I suppose the thinking is “the guy was already a paraplegic so it’s not like we could fuck him up any further”… I mean, it wasn’t a CybertrucKKK they were putting in his brain…

RIP Steve Albini, I suppose

As much as he could be a complete shit of a person with harsh words for some of the bands he recorded, Albini was obviously a major player in his particular niche of the music industry, for which, of course, he tended to have even harsher words… a look at his list of credits shows just how many records he was involved with in the last 40 years, of which I suppose the dudes from Led Zeppelin represent one extreme and Whitehouse the other.

This latter is the bit some people are focusing on…

If you are reading this, then you probably have heard that the esteemed rock musician and producer Steve Albini — who produced bands like Nirvana and the Pixies along with fronting bands like Big Black and Rapeman — died today at the age of 61. The usual lugubrious outpourings of phony grief have been rampant on social media, with countless people who had never even heard of him until now professing to have been his biggest fan. In other words, the usual thing that happens when someone even remotely famous dies.
In reality, however, Steve Albini was certainly no hero. In fact, Albini was an admitted lover of child pornography who openly promoted said child pornography in language so sickening that you may feel like a criminal just for reading it.

This is an awfully large accusation, with unfortunate proof also provided, in the form of a tour diary he wrote about Big Black when they toured Europe and, well, found certain magazines while in Hamburg where certain magazines and films were still legal then (there’s a really interesting video here about how Color Climax in Denmark got away with bestiality and CP simply because there were no laws against that sort of thing after censorship was abolished there in 1969). It’s yikes-inducing to read, although from what I can see online there seems to have been some debate about the extent to which he may or may not have been “edgelording” it for effect like Peter Sotos… for whose ‘zine Pure he also gave an approving review, reproduced in the Medium piece. It’s equally yikes-inducing. There’s a fairly long video here about Sotos and Pure, which is about as close to the fucking thing as I want to get.

Sotos was notable as a member of noise/power electronics mob Whitehouse for much of its existence, and for his… literary work, and for being the first person charged under then-new child pornography laws in the US. This has somehow never got in the way of him having a career as a writer and musician, or being taken seriously in that capacity; it never stopped William Bennett inviting him to rejoin Whitehouse when he reactivated the latter in the ’90s (I have long suspected Bennett was a bit of a cunt as well); and it never stopped Steve Albini from being his avowed friend, or from making records with him for Whitehouse and under Sotos’ own name, including… this. Ugh.

For what little it may be worth, the author of that Medium piece is an avowed piece of shit himself, and there’s a commenter on it who’s pretty snippy at him and basically accuses him of writing the piece in bad faith. I don’t know if Sotos is an actual nonce or not—I mean, I suppose it’s possible he just had that CP magazine in order to use it in Pure rather than as, you know, spank bank material—but fuck him anyway. And I similarly don’t know about Albini, who may well have regretted that tour diary bit and his positive review of Pure like he regretted his other “youthful indiscretions”, but… you know. I don’t think I have anything else to say on this one.

I wonder why

Rudy Giuliani struggles to find an accountant: ‘nobody seems interested’

“Nobody seems interested” in helping Rudy Giuliani meet accounting obligations in his ongoing bankruptcy case, lawyers for the former New York mayor, presidential hopeful and Trump attorney said in a court filing on Tuesday.
“Unfortunately, the debtor originally had an accountant who was helping,” the filing said. “However, he had a change of heart and indicated that he no longer wished to help prepare the monthly operating reports.
“The debtor advised that he has reached out to a number of accounting firms and CPAs seeking their help, however, no one seems interested in taking the assignment.”

I feel it’s not so much that they’re not interested in the job as such, but more that they’re interested in being paid for it, and they don’t trust Rudy to do so so they have enough sense to not get involved… unlike the man himself, who persists in working for Trump despite the latter owing him millions in legal fees.