November 22, 2013
First World Problems
In case you were wondering: on the whole, no, it hasn't notably improved.
Actually, that's not quite the case everywhere. Some of the software is longer quite the unmitigated catastrophe it used to be, in consequence of my having rewritten that horror from the ground up. At some point I'll probably post the new stuff on github or wherever for the enjoyment* of all.
But in most other respects it remains the fucking pits.
The last time I hated work this much I was getting paid twice as much, and would probably be getting double that again if I'd stuck around in that benighted realm. I mention this not because I'm concerned about the money; au contraire, mon frère. I gave that up happily for the prospect of doing something interesting and fulfilling that I cared about.
Unfortunately, that's exactly what this isn't.
I can't tell whether every day I get through without resigning is a success or a failure. But it looks like this has been another one.
Next week I have not one but two work Xmas dinners, on successive nights. (Yes, I know it's only fucking November.)
I don't know, maybe if I get drunk and abusive enough on Thursday I'll be able to get disinvited from Friday's...
* Ha ha fucking ha.
November 14, 2013
Difficult Listening Hour
Good evening. Welcome to Difficult Listening Hour. The spot on your dial for that relentless and impenetrable sound of Difficult Music. So sit bolt upright in that straight-backed chair, button that top button, and get set for some difficult music.
Actually, it wasn't that difficult at all. Music in 12 Parts is a bit of a marathon, but it generally gets more interesting as it goes along. And while Come Out the following night seemed a little pointless in a live concert, Music for Pieces of Wood was great and the main event, Music for 18 Musicians, was an absolute triumph, Reich's masterpiece performed beautifully by the Colin Currie group.
And while Ubu at the 100 Club was certainly a horse of different colour, David Thomas surely also qualifies as a grand old man of American music, showing the whippersnappers how it's done.