I keep feeling like the right combination of sounds and speeds might finally shake some alertness into all of us, but maybe today is a lost cause. Anyway, let's give it one last try with this one, via Stereogum. If it doesn't work we at least made an effort, and we can reconvene tomorrow morning with fresh hope.
"A sturgeon which escaped from an aquatic centre during the floods which swept Britain has been found in a puddle a mile away, as experts hope another missing Koi Carp could still be found."
"The bad news: In lieu of a debilitating snowstorm, Washington, Philly, New York, Boston, and points in between will get a lashing of cold rain, which will probably feel like just about the worst thing imaginable if you happen to be caught outside late Wednesday night. Winds could be sustained around tropical storm force near the coast, with brief gustier blasts of up to 50 mph."
The happy news that we will soon be able to use lasers to blow up all the garbage we have littered the cosmos with comes just in time for you to go look at NASA's newly assembled gallery of celestial images, so why don't you go do that? We'll still be here when you get back. [Via]
"Action star chides mayor for failing to visit carriage horse stables" is a news story that is happening to us here in the year two-thousand and fourteen.
It almost feels like a certain corner of the web exists solely to pass stuff like this around in. Anyway, yes, this is Arcade Fire covering Prince, and if my suspicion about our demographics is correct you will be pressing play now unless you have already done so elsewhere. [Via]
"It’s no secret that New York is having a bit of an identity crisis these days. Wall Street lost its swagger during the crash and hasn’t gotten it back despite the market’s broader recovery. Big banks are adding employees in Bangalore and Salt Lake City while cutting them in Manhattan. New York City’s budget wonks expect the city to add only 67,000 jobs this year, a sluggish number that faster-growing cities like Denver and Austin will look upon with pity. The city’s culture seems to be changing, too: Greenpoint and 'normcore' are in, stilettos and pinstripes are [...]
Remember how, back when Google co-founder Sergey Brin turned 40, we noted that the occasion offered an opportunity for "those of us over 40 [to] feel confirmed in our own senses of failure in life," and gave "those of us who have not yet turned 40… however many years until we do to have our failures in life confirmed"? Well, that is true again today—although to a lesser extent because Twitter—as Christopher Isaac "Biz" Stone, who had a hand in the microblogging service, reaches the same landmark. What are you doing?
I know, we're all tired and behind right now, but tonight at 7 when there is still plenty of visible light you will realize that it's totally worth it. In the meantime, this should help wake you up, although I would certainly recommend headphones if you are at work.
50 percent of True Detective's effectiveness was the creepy music. The plot really was a mashup of every bad 90s crime thriller
— jasoncherkis (@jasoncherkis) March 10, 2014
"Girls & Boys camouflaged itself well: on the surface it was a gaudy tale of holidaymakers trading STDs in Kavos, recounted over trashy electro. But bubbling away underneath was the culmination of a plan that had hatched in Damon Albarn’s mind many months before: how to halt the pervading Americanisation of guitar music and reassert some belief into a British scene suffering from an identity crisis." —You know what's old now? Everything.
"This is my shit," notes NahRight's Eskay, and after a considered evaluation I find it difficult to disagree.
Is this "the creepiest thing you'll see all day"? Uh, I hope so? You probably don't need any more creepiness in your life today. Or this week, really? Can you believe we are still in the same week that started with the Oscars? A week with Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday? The Bitcoin dude was only yesterday. Sweet Mother of God will it ever end? Anyway, enjoy.
99 times out of 100 starting a story with "This year there is a Brooklyn-based alternative to" is an automatic adjuration to close tab, but just this once I'll let it slide.
"A murder suspect has been cleared after experts found that a supposed confession she made in a 999 call was mis-heard because of her strong regional accent."
Today would have been Townes Van Zandt's 70th birthday, so here are some songs. You will of course have your own favorites, unless you are unfamiliar with the work of Townes van Zandt, in which case, oh boy, a whole new world of discovery is about to open itself to you.