200+ Videos

And that’s on the Legend’s channel alone. If you haven’t resubscribed to UATV yet, this is a good time to do so. The new backend now permits a vastly improved method of uploads for pre-existing videos, which is why there are 20 new videos from The Legend Chuck Dixon available; we should be caught up with his YouTube channel within two weeks.

Why bother subscribing to UATV when you can get a number of the creators on YouTube? Because they’re probably not going to last there much longer. The first big wave of YouTube censorship took out Big Bear, Stefan Molyneux, and me because we were amassing significant numbers of subscribers. The current wave, which is just getting started, is likely going to take out a number of the creators who took our places; sooner or later every right-of-center creator will find himself ejected from SJW Central. That’s why we constructed UATV in the first place.

JDA’s recent ejection from Kickstarter after no less than 10 very successful campaigns there is an object reminder of the absolute need to build and utilize our own platforms. The censorship pogroms come and go in waves, and it is evident that the latest wave of thought-policing is just gathering strength.

In other UATV news, Booster Patrol debuted our new video for WOW! on the Darkstream last night. So 80s, much wow. Sadly, John did not play the guitar solo wearing a pink plastic jumpsuit, as the Stylistic Imperative clearly demanded.

The 80s were 100 percent pure cheese, but they were a LOT more fun. I know. I was there.

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Diddy and Biggie

I have succeeded in living my adult life with very limited exposure to any knowledge of Sean Combs. I think I’ve heard parts of four songs in which he was directly involved in some way, which includes the abomination in which he rapes a famous Police song. His complete lack of talent combined with his inexplicable stardom and his ubiquity always made me assume that he was a complete satanic sellout, but the revelation that he was the Black Epstein of hip hop makes me wonder, in retrospect, if Biggie Smalls was the sacrifice he made to ensure his ascent.

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Radical Optimism

Original Castalia Library subscribers may find this anecdote from Dua Lupa to be amusing.

The pop icon also revealed that she knew what the title of her album was going to be from the very beginning. ‘I knew the title for ‘Radical Optimism’. It was a term that my friend told me, I was doing an interview with him, and he was like, “You know what the world needs? Is radical optimism.” ‘And I lived with that thought for so long, and it just became more and more prevalent as time went on.’

Radical, relentless…

But speaking of music, check out Spotify!

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An Elegaic Opus

Some artists just know how to exit stage left.

A celebration of an artist’s life in the purest sense, Ryuichi Sakamoto | Opus is the definitive swan song of one of the world’s greatest musicians. In late 2022, as a parting gift, Ryuichi Sakamoto mustered all of his energy to leave us with one final performance: a concert film featuring just him and his piano. Curated and sequenced by Sakamoto himself, the twenty pieces featured in the film wordlessly narrate his life through his wide-ranging oeuvre. The selection spans his entire career, from his pop-star period with Yellow Magic Orchestra and his magnificent scores for filmmaker Bernardo Bertolucci to his meditative final album,12. Intimately filmed in a space he knew well and surrounded by his most trusted collaborators, including director Neo Sora, his son, Sakamoto bares his soul through his exquisitely haunting melodies, knowing this was the last time he would be able to present his art.

I’ve loved Sakamoto since he was teaming up with David Sylvian, who is probably my all-time favorite musician and singer. Not that I’m any expert on pianists, but he’s my second favorite after my friend Cornelius. I think this documentary will be a must-see.

Recorded and filmed as he was dying of cancer, Ryuichi Sakamoto’s “Opus” — the Japanese film composer’s posthumous album and documentary of the same name — is clearly meant to be his final farewell.

As an album, it is fitting that the 20-song, hour-and-a-half recording of sparse piano played by Sakamoto is a retrospective, taking the listener on a journey through his half-century career.

One standout is the first-ever recorded version of the playfully lyrical “Tong Poo” from his early days with techno-pop trio Yellow Magic Orchestra, also known as YMO. They were pioneers of 1970s electronic music and a Japanese act that landed on the global stage.

The album “Opus” is set to be released Friday from Milan Records. It showcases solo piano versions of the film scores that form the pillars of Sakamoto’s legacy, starting with the majestic theme for Bernardo Bertolucci’s “The Last Emperor,” a film set in the final days of imperial China leading into its communist rule.

It won an Academy Award for best original score, making Sakamoto the first Asian to win the honor. The 1987 film, starring John Lone, also won best picture. The score also won a Grammy.

Elsewhere, the track “BB” is Sakamoto’s homage to Bertolucci, a tender love poem for his brilliant collaborator.

“Opus” also features the forlornly pensive music Sakamoto did for Bertolucci’s 1990 “The Sheltering Sky,” which juxtaposed emotionally lost American travelers with the ruthless vastness of northern Africa.

And it includes the music for “Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence,” a 1983 film about a World War II prisoner of war camp, directed by Nagisa Oshima, in which Sakamoto also acted. It has become his signature piece.

Sakamoto’s sound has an unmistakably Asian feel that’s challenging to define, but evident through the utilization of certain harmonies, pentatonic motifs or scales. His sound is also evocative of Debussy but, to be fair, this is all Sakamoto.

Minimalist is another way some have described his ability to speak in the silences between the notes.

All the songs on “Opus” were immaculately recorded in Tokyo’s NHK 509 Studio, performed without an audience in 2022. The piano pedal shift, and, at times, his breathing, are present.

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A Tribute to Mr. Tubcuddle

This is, almost certainly, the greatest song ever written about a dedicated bathtub enthusiast. Booster Patrol was inspired by the intrepid saga of the man known as Mister Tubcuddle even before the peculiar revelations of the BathBookNeil blog. The full lyrics are at Sigma Game, for those who are interested. But click on the image below to hear the unforgettable audio experience that is Mr. Tubcuddle.

In other, and obviously completely unrelated news, a professional comics illustrator sent me this last night, which appears may have been loosely based upon an incident at a certain writers’ workshop.

UPDATE: Fandom Pulse has a piece that discusses the song and reveals a new observation that may render the whole situation even more absurd.

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I Think We Know This One

Blind Item #1
In this song released earlier in 2024, the sleep-inducing A+ comic writer’s wife appears to have confirmed everything he’s been accused of and more.
– CDAN

The song is obviously Whakanewha by Amanda Palmer, which makes it pretty clear that she knew all about at least one of her ex-husband’s accusers, and lends credence to that accuser’s statement that Palmer was aware of at least 13 other similar situations. It also tends to suggest that there is a connection between the growing scandal and why she left him in the first place.

It’s actually a pretty good song from an otherwise mediocre artist, which is a reliable indicator that it’s coming from a place of genuine and powerful emotion. And it also appears that the media embargo on the Neil Gaiman sexual assault accusations is beginning to crack.

Another forest metaphor
You’ve heard a million before
The trees know everything, I tried a wedding ring
But you just cringed and said, “What for?”
And now the whole thing’s turned to ash
You try to cover it with cash
Another falling tree no one can hear but me
Another suicidal mass
Landing on my doorstep, thanks a ton
Oh, darling, how can I repay you for what you have done?

And then you lied to me at Whakanewha
And you sealed it with a kiss
I wanted to live with you, but, fuckin’-a, fuck you
No one on Earth could live like this

Another clear-cut load of crap
A few more corpses in the sack
You’ll get away with it, it’s just the same old script
This world is shaped to have your back
You said, “I’m sorry,” then you ran
And went and did it all again
I’m such a fool, I know
Street smart but gullible
I see the good in everything
A pound of flax, a pound of steel
I may be dumb, but I can feel
I wonder when you’ll realize what you had

A frightened bird, a crystal ball
So sad, you could’ve had it all
But you hate yourself too much to want all that
I had so much hope for your broken heart
But you’ve made your choice, and you chose the dark
And so I’ll bury you at Whakanewha
And have a party with my friends
I’ll miss you terribly, but, fuckin’-a, fuck me
It feels so good to love again

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Seas of Blood

The bastard led the brave
Over the waves into the sun
200 strong against the Turk
Under sail, shield, sword, and gun

Two lines of battle, face to face
The rowers rowed, the banners blessed
The breath of God sanctified
The brave defenders of the West

And the seas flowed red
Amidst the countless drowning dead
The sailors bled
The seas flowed red
Seas of blood!
Seas of blood!

The signal flashed and war began
Cannons roared and sailors fell
200 strong they held the line
To send the Ottomans to Hell

The wind turned by the grace of God
The galley slaves were freed
They took up arms and joined the fray
With their brothers of the Creed!

And the seas flowed red
Amidst the countless drowning dead
The sailors bled
The seas flowed red
Seas of blood!
Seas of blood!

Two flagships came together
With all the violence of the storm
Two leaders fought, two leaders fell
And the Pasha’s deck was swarmed

The banner of the Holy League
Was raised high from the mast
The Turk knew he was beaten
And fought bravely to the last

And the seas flowed red
Amidst the countless drowning dead
The sailors bled
The seas flowed red
Seas of blood!
Seas of blood!

The battle raged til nightfall
Forty thousand died that day
The Venetians were avenged
And the blood-debt was repaid

The victors praised the Virgin
For the miracle at sea
200 strong remembered
So long as Christendom is free

And the seas flowed red
Amidst the countless drowning dead
The sailors bled
The vanquished fled
Seas of blood!
Seas of blood!

And the seas flowed red
Amidst the countless drowning dead
The sailors bled
The seas flowed red
Seas of blood!
Seas of blood!

You can hear this on the most recent Darkstream, if you’re interested.

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Their World Stopped

While ours kept going, which is why it’s virtually impossible to talk to a Boomer about anything anymore.

All through the 80’s and well into the 90’s, it used to drive me crazy when KQ92 would play its annual list of most-requested songs, which would inevitably end with “And number one, for the twenty-third straight year, is Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin!”

This is KQ’s top-ten most-requested songs as of 2017:

  1. Won’t Get Fooled Again by The Who
  2. You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC
  3. Money by Pink Floyd
  4. Kashmir by Led Zeppelin
  5. You Wreck Me by Tom Petty
  6. Turn the Page by Bob Seger
  7. Another Brick in the Wall by Pink Floyd
  8. Baba O’Riley by The Who
  9. Hotel California by Eagles
  10. Layla by Derek and the Dominos

I’m pretty well-versed in music, but I’ve never even heard of the Tom Petty song, and I didn’t know the name of either the Led Zeppelin song or the correct name of the “teenage wasteland” song by The Who. The newest song on there was recorded 44 years ago. The only surprise is that the Boomers finally got tired of listening to Stairway to Heaven, which fell from its perennial top-spot down to number 30.

Keep in mind that this is a radio station located in the home town of Prince Rogers Nelson. And there isn’t one single Prince song in the top 500 most-requested.

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