December 2009
33 posts
5 tags
TWEET
A TWEETNIK REMAKE OF GINSBERG’S ‘HOWL’
{ II. }
Screens of shuttering tag clouds and image thumbnails lightning in the mind surfing towards Boards of Canada and Guevara, illuminating all the frozen matrices of time between, megabyted solidities of borders and yesterday’s backyard whiffleball dawns, downloaded drunkeness over rooftops, digital storefronts of flickering...
2 tags
TWEET
A TWEETNIK REMAKE OF GINSBERG’S ‘HOWL’
{ I. }
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by brevity, over-connectedness, emotionally starving for attention, dragging themselves through virtual communities at 3 am, surrounded by stale pizza and neglected dreams, looking for angry meaning, any meaning, same hat wearing hipsters burning for shared and skeptical approval from...
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
3 tags
1 tag
1 tag
2 tags
1 tag
2 tags
4 tags
1 tag
1 tag
1 tag
2 tags
3 tags
2 tags
1 tag
2 tags
1 tag
4 tags
3 tags
Football Atmosphere: Premier League v. Japan...
I went to my first J-League football match the other day at Saitama Stadium. There were 60,000 fans there, and at times many of them were chanting, but it still didn’t pack the emotional wallop of 60,000 Arsenal fans watching a game at Emirates Stadium in London.
I got the feeling that the Urawa Reds fans learned everything they know about being a football fan by watching the Premier...
1 tag
2 tags
2 tags
November 2009
29 posts
1 tag
There's Always Someone Coming At You In Tokyo
There is always someone coming at you in Tokyo.
You need to keep your head on a constant swivel. Twitching your head from side to side before taking too many confident strides. You never know when a mo-ped, bicycling hipster, drunk salaryman or teeny bopping ipod nano user will be on a crash course to take you out.
The moment you step out the door, hold your breath and take the plunge.
People...