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Dancing in the Dark

Ben Howard

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Ben Howard — Dancing in the Dark (Bruce Springsteen Cover)

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POLIÇA (feat. Justin Vernon) — Tiff

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The New York Times has a new tumblr to chronicle the accidental haikus in its pages.

Jacob Harris:


  Whimsy is not a quality we usually associate with computer programs. We tend to think of software in terms of the function it fulfills. For example, a spreadsheet helps us do our work. A game of Tetris provides a means of procrastination. Social media reconnects us with our high school nemeses. But what about computer code that serves no inherent purpose in itself?


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The New York Times has a new tumblr to chronicle the accidental haikus in its pages.

Jacob Harris:

Whimsy is not a quality we usually associate with computer programs. We tend to think of software in terms of the function it fulfills. For example, a spreadsheet helps us do our work. A game of Tetris provides a means of procrastination. Social media reconnects us with our high school nemeses. But what about computer code that serves no inherent purpose in itself?

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Upstream Color, the second feature film from writer-director Shane Carruth, realizes an uncompromising vision. It so successfully coheres an immeasurably wide array of shots, phrases, and sounds that it feels elegantly simple. Without a doubt, it defines Carruth as a contemporary auteur, but it does so without postmodern reflexivity: it is surpassingly sincere, a tour de force of unusual tenderness.

The primary story is an interrogation of the obstacles before intimacy created by the singular series of events which shapes each of us: the sequence which establishes our fixed beliefs…

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Upstream Color, the second feature film from writer-director Shane Carruth, realizes an uncompromising vision. It so successfully coheres an immeasurably wide array of shots, phrases, and sounds that it feels elegantly simple. Without a doubt, it defines Carruth as a contemporary auteur, but it does so without postmodern reflexivity: it is surpassingly sincere, a tour de force of unusual tenderness.

The primary story is an interrogation of the obstacles before intimacy created by the singular series of events which shapes each of us: the sequence which establishes our fixed beliefs…

Read on Medium →