It’s strange to think that digital computing, despite being the new kid on the block science-wise, has entered the phase where all of its original creators are now dying of old age.
I wonder how the cultural perception of, say, a PC changes when there’s no longer anyone left alive who was involved in creating the first cut? When the knowledge is handed down, taught in schools rather than peer-reviewed, when all the artifacts are ubiquitous and mass produced rather than unique and hand-assembled in a garage somewhere. There’s no “personal” ownership the concepts, they just exist and the current stewards refine them.
Today I have mainly been led up the garden path. (Figuratively, obviously.) But that’s ok, because I’ve discovered Monument Valley (a hallucinogenic Escher nightmare isometric puzzle game on my iPhone) and everything is alright.
A hallucinogenic? Or *AN* hallucinogenic? The whole way we treat leading H’s in English seems to be shifting. I swear it’s either disappearing it becoming a vowel. I blame those people who call herbs “‘erbs”.
Seriously, death is too good for ‘em.
Somehow it completely escaped my notice that Pink Floyd are releasing a new record in October. Apparently it’s the instrumental stuff that they recorded alongside The Division Bell, but Dave’s gone back and recorded some singing.
Now I’m all for new Pink Floyd on general terms, but I’m not sure one last album of stuff that’s inferior* to The Division Bell is the way to go out. Although, technically, finishing on high would probably mean going back in time and stopping talking sense into Roger Waters before The Final Cut. So that’s not gonna happen.
* - inferred, cos if it was good they’d have released it instead, right?