Alexander the Gay from Malaysia time-blogs:
7.32 pm Came back from photography. Alone. Listening to Michael Reisman playing Philip Glass' score of "The Hours". The sun has set.
8.16 pm Came back from dinner. Campus is quiet. Walked under near full moon's glow and occasional glare from artificial lighting.
8.45 pm Crickets chirping outside my window. Philip Glass' piano music inside. Juxtaposition of harmonies.
Hmm, I like his form (in the post, in the post). Ok, my turn, if a bit more frantic...
6.35 pm Cranked iTunes over boring American announcers. Super Numeri's energetic The First League of Angels. Super Numeri website Flash upgrade? Not super. Napster also broken. Reliable software a difficult problem -- who knew?
6.39 pm Germany scores! Munich crowd ecstatic! Juxtaposition of emotions. Not Torsten "Handball" Frings? I'm ecstatic!!
6.41 pm TV shot of German coach/California resident/former star/future national goat or hero Jurgen Klinsmann. Yay Jurgen!
6.45 pm Wanchope for Costa Rica scores! Yay Wanchope!
6.52 pm Germany scores again!
6.53 pm Sparky: First World Cup. Yet to learn vestigal Germanic roots. Scared. Confused. ("Why is Dad yelling at TV. What's up with so much nationalism"). Walks out of room.
7.00 pm Lucky Man by ELP. Yes, so far, in a modest kind of way. And cheers Alex in Malaysia. Lucky Man synthesizer MP3 example.
7.10 pm Bored by second half. Blogging.
7.22 pm Hovhaness by Shanghai Quartet. Calming. True multi-nationalism?
7.25 pm In kitchen! Missed third German goal!
7.28 pm iTunes with Mick LaSalle! Great critic podcast -- just not now. Skip to Seeland by Neu. Appropriate Germanic mellow.
7.40 pm John Fahey's Yes, Jesus Loves Me. I like but sounds as if played upside down. Bush theme song.
7.51 pm Handball scores. Boo! On my deathbed, hopefully not soon ("that f* Torsten").
7.58 pm Organist Jimmy Smith closes. The Cat. Brazil to come.
8.30 pm No, what happened? Goal, Ecuador versus Poland. Please (please!) don't let the US be one down versus Czech Republic (Monday 9am PDT, consult your local listings). Cheers to my former Polish colleague who visited San Jose. And again, sorry for the outburst, Sparky.
9.02 pm Half-time Commercials. iTunes plays Tinariwen's Nar Djenetbouba. Tinariwen -- best new music this year, bar none, albeit from 2002. "Music of the unemployed" or the next blues...
9.16 pm TV screen with computer font and garish green background circa commodore 64: Emergency Alert System: Required Weekly Test. Back to game, please.
9.35 pm Tommy Smyth re: Poland: Something has to change if they are going to get something out of this game. That comment from Bristol, Connecticut, which for whatever reason is not Germany. What, we can't afford to send all the announcers to the World Cup? Bonus Smyth quote: You take off your headset after a game, go to the ESPN cafeteria and nobody's celebrating. It's just weird.
949 pm Surely! It's Ecuador ecstasy! It's two-nil, they lead! Hmm, maybe they play well at lower altitude as well.
953pm Here we are. Here we are. We are antic. There it is. There it is! That's the picture. You see it for yourself. There it is. It's a man. There it is. via The Books' Be Good to Them Always. See also Music in a Suburban Scene.
10.05pm ESPN2's Eric Wynalda: I'd like to be in Quito tonight! Sure, any place is better than Bristol.
Saturday 6.00am aworks' Robert Gable: I'm here in Palo Alto at the Rose & Crown for England Paraguay. Or not. If it were Scotland, of course...
aworks: the hours philip glass alan hovhaness
goals (and teams) i care about: lahm wanchope klose klose(2). wanchope(2). some german loser best forgotten.
world cup etc: steve rubino on english vs. spanish soccer tv and again. poles and ecuadorians at a ny tire store