Soundseeing Tour of Albert Cuyp Market

Well this one was fun. I loved walking around the market with a earpiece/fast-food mic on my head… I felt like madonna only more bundled up. Follow me as I encounter the sounds, smells and treasures of one of Amsterdam’s coolest markets. Featuring: The Three Euro guy, the chicken stand, the nut shop, the harmonica guy, potato man, brown dog, and of course.. the seafood people. I gotta give credit to Scott and his Tokyo Calling, who totally inspired me to get into this with his “on the way to work in Tokyo” adventure.

Also.. this podcast is accompanied by a flickr photoshow which begins with photo #1.

AudioCommuniqu? #4 (MP3)

64Kbps, 8,000+mb, 18min 50 sec.

Also mentioned in this podcast:

NoCoins

Ipodder.org

McManus

Saturday Contacts

Saturdays are all about very little. Saturday nights are key for jogging through the heart of Amsterdam and taking a euro count. In one 8K run you get to pass posh couples eating 100 euro dinners, prostitutes serving up 50 euro lovin, tourists toting 5 euro maps, and let me not forget the guy who still tried to jog along and sell me X, for I forget how many euros. I guess it’s a typical front when you want to buy your coke, dress in a jogging suit and sweat alot.

Remember when I used to talk about Blondebutbright? There’s a name from the recent past that seemed to disappear from my daily musings. BBB and I went through a low-communicado period, a whole series of misunderstandings, which I know happens to friends sometimes, but has been bothering me for months. If you remember when I used to speak of her, then you know that I adore and admire her. We used to spend so much time talking blogs and life, which eventually led to the birth of her bloggy, which is doing fine btw. And so I finally spoke to her online yesterday, came out and apologized for my radio silence in the last month. We made vague plans to see each other soon, and I’m hoping that soon, everything will be back to normal between us, cause I miss my great friend BBB.

While I’m taking Saturday-Amsterdam-friend inventory, McManus (new blogger alert) took me and his girl to see the AVIATOR. When we first sat down in the theater, he was between us and he exclaims “its like a double date!.” At which time I looked to my right in search of MY date, all I found was a mom and her teenage daughter, gasping at the mint commercial where the guys nipples get all long and hard. (gotta love Europa’s passion for the nipple) OH.. and the movie: bah.. its pretty good. Just be sure and bring a pillow, toothbrush, and full dinner, cause it’s like a million hours long. That and specific attention should be paid to the whole “corrupt congress making deals with corporations” thing, cause times have certainly NOT changed.



NEW PODCAST IS ALMOST READY… stay tuned.

Today’s Sounds: Viva La Podcast, live from New Mexico

Channeling Dick

Before I get to our featured dead guy interview, I wanted to give lots and lots of love/respect/thanks to Kevin mcNoCoins who threw a bit o cash into my paypal tip jar to help pay for my podcasts. Wow. I was so happy… as much as I love podcasts and accepted the cash loss for paying for space, it feels wonderful to have gotten “tipped” by someone who likes the show. Can’t wait til sunday’s podcast.. it’s gonna be a circus.

Without further adue, direct from that whitehouse in the sky, 37th US president, Richard Nixon!

BM: Welcome to Communiqu? Mr. President… or how about just DICK.

D: That’ll be fine son, very glad to be here, what did you call this thing… a blob?

BM: Nevermind that sir, consider it a newspaper. I channeled you from the dead since well, you’re an interesting historical figure and the US has just inaugurated another 2-termer. What do you think about that?

D: So this is some sort of newspaper? Well I never heard of it.. hope it isn’t some commie rag. But right… the second term of MR. W. Bush… I think it’s fantastic, and I wish him all the luck in the world.. cause let me tell you, it’s not an easy job. No sir. Gave me heartburn and an ulcer… I couldn’t even sleep.. it was so nice to finally die all those years later.

BM: Now two-termers are notorious for scandal; Iran-Contra, MonicaL, and well.. your little trouble.

D: Well it didn’t take you long did it, obviously they still like kicking ol dick around. Well fine.. I suppose you’re right, but so long as Bush doesn’t surround himself by ASSHOLES the way I did, he should come out smelling cleaner then when he went it. Agh… if I could just get my hands on that blasted deep-throat.. I’d just keep squeezing. Ehm.. that’s off the record son.

BM: Right, of course, the communique always stays true to whats “of the record.” Hey how is the Nixon library doing? How does it manage financially?

D: Government subsidies and rich friends, son… You think inaugurations are the only things they spend millions on? No sir.. Matter of fact, I just read that Carter spent only 1 dollar per guest at his inaugural gala, what a boyscout. Now Bush, he knows how to make the good times roll and spend in the red.

BM: That’s just about all the time I have for you – DICK… but I did want to ask one more question, how do you think the X-PRESIDENTS will succeed in fighting crime without you? What special power does Clinton bring to the team?

D: I’ll have you know I had nothing to do with that dam cartoon, and I suspect they owe my family royalties. But the clinton one is easy, his JOHNSON. And one final thought, I can’t believe Donald Rumsfeld was in the watergate tapes, and is now Secretary of Defense, while I had to resign and fade away. Bastard.



There you have it.. another worthless interview with a dead historical figure.

*Oh don’t miss when Tony Pierce went black for the inaugeration, excellent reading.

Today’s Sounds: Adam Curry’s Daily Source Code (in Amsterdam)

Growing Pains Without Mike Seaver

I used to think it was annoying when I was all fascinated by weblogging and mentioned it in conversation and a majority of peeps would give a blank stare and say “sorry, what’s a weblog?” I understand that its relatively new (you know.. only 6 years old or so!!) but it still bothered me cause it ruined my high, not to mention my conversation. BUT sure enough, I have found something FAR more annoying, bring up PODCASTING in conversation. Utter disaster. Conversations come to a screeching halt. Nerd alarms go off… it’s downright freakish apparently, to use the term. My point — I hate how long it takes for new technologies and, for that matter, words, to become widely understood. Its enough to make me want to hide in a little podcasters club where we all speak the same language.

So I’ll try and keep my concentration while one gorgeous british gal looks in at me over the monitor… must.. concentrate… blog.. not.. girl.

At this very moment in Washingtonland, the man they call president is being sworn in . I’m not sure if my buddy and local mover and shaker, D-Rock, is going… I’m pretty sure the administration has a restraining order against his ass. But I do know that Ms._Thingk is THERE. YES! She sent an email, she’s doing well in DC.. super busy.. as you can imagine happens to all young, smarty pants, hot, democratic senatorial interns. Hopefully she doesn’t end up like the ol’ Washingtonienne. Although I hear the fame and fortune are decent, not to mention the sex.

But my thoughts on the inauguration are few. I was there, along with D-Rock, in 2001, to express my dissent for a president who was not elected and I felt was absolutely not qualified (one term as gov. is a crap CV/Resume.. to me.) Sure enough we were corralled behind barriers, searched, and randomly intimidated by displays of police power. (aka.. helicopters, parades of police cars, snipers, riot gear.. ) Nothing says FREE SOCIETY and DEMOCRACY like a display of iron fisted militarism. And so today should be more of the same.. though probably fewer demonstrators… since well.. its widely accepted that he won the vote.

So I’m across the ocean watching it all, and when i’m not feeling blissfully isolated from the madness, I just think — I guess this is what the country has to do. Meaning.. relatively speaking, the US is a young country. Like a human.. countries make mistakes, especially when they are young… so in a weird kind of way, maybe this is what the country needs to go through… the BUSH phase, and all the thinking that comes with it. As for those who didn’t want this.. well you’re all being dragged along for the ride. Oh and so is Spongebob.. sorry buddy.

Tomorrow on I See Dead Historical Figures: Dick Nixon!

Today’s Sounds: Cardigans – Long Gone Before Midnight

AudioCommuniqu? #3

This one was less of a bitch then the last, plus I’m rockin an 8 euro headset mic like my name’s madonna.

Includes:

  • Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution (Wonderful Life)
  • My Robot poem
  • Bush’s Iraq Speech 2 years ago
  • Bush remix
  • Mikey Boy from Loft 405 mentions me
  • Laurent Voulzy (Am?lie)
  • BM in French
  • Will I become a squatter?

AudioCommuniqu? #3 (mp3)

64kbps, 6,412MB, 13 min +


Poem about A Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She talks like a robot,

and gets oiled every night,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She was programmed by white people

To look like a black person,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She eats nuts and bolts for dinner,

And sleeps in Bush’s closet at night

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

She’s programmed to say nothing,

And she mispronounces the word ally.

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Her hair is made of polyeurothane,

her policies were programmed in 1985,

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

Candoleeza Rice is a Robot

—Sing it with me.

=> And now to prepare dinner for a gaggle of Dutch girls who think I have culinary prowess.

Today’s Sounds: Talib Kweli – Beautiful Struggle