"shrieking in several languages"

"At one time or another, most of us have arrived at a gorgeous concert hall with whole afternoon to relax, prior to a leisurely and professional soundcheck in a spectacularly sumptuous hotel room within walking distance. You have the which everything works, everyone can hear everyone, the coffee is fresh, and you can't think of anything to complain about. Then to dinner, in agreeable company, before the short walk back to the dressing room in a gentle and balmy Mediterranean breeze. The sea shimmers in the distance, the crowd seems on fire with anticipation, and a pleasant phone-call home establishes that all is well back at Central Command. The gig is rubbish.

Conversely, the equipment arrives late in some dirty, smelly dump; the backstage sustenance you wouldn't offer a dog, and there's no coffee anyway, hot or cold. The soundcheck is a lot of shrieking in several languages to a background of a wall of electronic feedback, your head is killing you, Iberia lost your suitcase, and they are letting in the punters in seven minutes, so dinner is out of the question. What do you get? A blinding gig."

-- Bill Bruford: The Autobiography

Send Help -- Wut I Thunk

So it's Castway but two people are stranded -- a put-upon office worker and her horrible frat-bro boss.  And it's really hard to talk about it more without spoiling.  This is the definition of a movie that you should see with as little information as possible before going in.  Rachel McAdams doesn't hesitate to go full mousy and a bit gross.  Dylan O'brien plays up his assholish-ness to the hilt.  From there, we go in about five different directions with a truly brilliant script.  At the end you might not like anybody on offer here, but that's the point.  Survival is, indeed, a winner-take-all proposition.

Five conch shells out of five!

Harper's Ferry, West Virginia

First picture is looking roughly east into Virginia and Maryland.  Third picture is Jefferson Rock, visited by Thomas Jefferson himself.

Snowpocalypse!

Mandu says, "bring it on!"

Hiking in Gambrill Park

Surprisingly muddy!

Inside Ravens Stadium

A relative got some tickets for a PR event at Ravens Stadium.  I've actually never been there, even for a game, and it was a fun time.

Kind of a curveball blogging-wise, but interesting to see the operations of a place like this.

South Mountain National Battlefield

The Battle of South Mountain was a series of engagements that took place just before the Union's costly victory at Antietam to the west a few days later.  It's a nice little park but maybe not the best example of a walking battlefield.  (Try Antietam!)  It also overlaps with the Appalachian Trail.

Marty Supreme: Wut I Thunk (Spoilers)

Timothy Chalamet is great as a 1950's ping-pong hustler who dreams of something greater.  The script doesn't do him favors though, as this thing is way too long.  Tyler the Creator is also great in support.  The thing this ping-pong movie needed though?  More ping-pong and fewer shootings and stabbings.  It really didn't need a body-count in general.

Three wooden, not foam, paddles out of five!

"words that bloom forth like flowers"

"They arrive unperceived at first, and the children

 Rush toward them, but the joy is too bright, too blinding, 

And man shies away, even a demigod hardly knows

 What to call them, they who approach him with gifts.

But great is the courage they bring, their joys fill

 His heart, he hardly knows what to make of this wealth;

He fiddles around and he wastes it, almost thinking the unholy holy,

 That which he kindly and foolishly touches with his blessing hand.

The heavenly bear this as much as they can; but they

 Themselves then come in truth, and men grow accustomed to joy

And the day and beholding those manifest, the faces of those

 Who were named long ago the One and the All, and who

Filled the silent breasts deeply with contentment so free,

 And were first and alone to satisfy every desire.

Thus is man; when the wealth is there, and a god himself

 Provides him with gifts, he won't see it and remains unaware.

First he must bear it; now, though, he names what is dearest,

 Now he needs words, words that bloom forth like flowers."

Friedrich Hölderlin, Bread and Wine stanza 5, trans. Nick Hoff

Maryland Diners: Hub City Diner, Hagerstown Maryland

About 30 minutes west of Frederick is its young cousin, Hagerstown.  And here we are at the Hub City Diner!

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I liked it, but it's funky.  Both funky-good and funky-off putting.  But for sheer value it's not bad.  The clientele definitely veers to the elderly, and it's hard not to notice the three-story hospice right next door.  But how's the food?

Merry Christmas!

After a wonderful traditional Christmas Eve dinner with family, I hit up Big Chef for some Christmas Day shrimp egg foo-young.  Not too shabby!