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2009-04-27T10:03:00.001-07:00

tumbloging at a server near you

2008-06-16T20:35:00.000-07:00

Dear reader, I thought that I should let you know that I'm taking a vacation from Blogger over at Tumblr...feel free to follow my stream-of-consciousness there, at http://jmhtalley.tumblr.com/.

I hope you're having a great summer wherever you're at!

Cariños,

Jason

Re: tape speed!

2008-05-13T11:22:00.000-07:00

Here's a trailer (rated PG for language ;) for one of the films I'm doing sound for at the moment, The Mountain, the River and the Road:

2008-04-12T16:19:00.000-07:00

My Ballard-dwelling friend Denise and a bunch of us closed out karaoke at The Sunset Tavern with some Night Ranger last night. Kirsten is still quite pleased with the cover of Ike and Tina's version of "Proud Mary" that I backed her up on (Denise's friend Evan was no slouch...we both sang the Ike parts). I sang on maybe four or five songs that night, the most karaoke I've ever done in an evening...

The rumor I hear is that Sunset Bowl will close for good Sunday, 4/13. The end of a personal era looms...I was never a great bowler here, and the days I'd close a bar like this on any sort of regular basis are long gone now. I will miss having one less opportunity to bowl and have a decent cheap drink with pals out in Ballard nonetheless. Ah, it was about time I switched up to the neighborhood lanes anyway (Imperial Lanes off of Rainier Ave South)...

The Loom Of Ruin: ANTI-WAR MARCH @ HOLLYWOOD & VINE

2008-04-11T14:23:00.000-07:00

I was obsessed with Sam McPheeters' former record label Vermiform. Vermiform's "Fear of Smell" compilation is an old favorite punk-comp. These qualifying notes serve as a poor introduction to his thoughts on a recent anti-Iraq-War protest in Hollywood (http://loomofruin.blogspot.com/2008/03/anti-war-march-hollywood-vine.html), but there you are.

I haven't marched against the Iraq War...the most that Kirsten and I have done since 2003 is hang our "No Iraq War" sign form our window and tell our friends and family how ill-concieved we think the war is. It's nice to read Sam's take on it, covered as it is with references to "pop culture", a.k.a. our culture...

Barack Obama's speech on Race in America 2008

2008-03-19T10:14:00.000-07:00

Dear reader: you may have seen this video already. You may have heard about it already...I don't know who you're voting for this November and you don't have to know yet, nor do you have to tell me. I offer a link to Senator Obama's speech on race and racism because it floored me, just as it floored Kirsten when I hooked a computer up to our aging television last night and showed it to her. This speech felt like significant US History taking place right in front of me.

Enough advertising...here's his speech for you. Let me know what you think if you like.

PS: Kirsten made some excellent comments about the speech on another board.

Jeff Healey, 1967-2008

2008-03-03T14:01:00.000-08:00

I was a huge fan of Jeff Healey in '88-'89...his videos had been making the rounds on MTV and VH1 at that point. "Angel Eyes" was a ballad that had been doing well in video airplay but I was a bigger fan of "Confidence Man".
These were the kinds of tunes I was into at that age, right before my obsession with Tad, Mudhoney, Soundgarden, Sonic Youth and Pixies...even after I gained those more atavistic obsessions I still enjoyed Healey's blues and his straightforward presentation: a guy who would sing and play the guitar. He didn't come off like an "act"; he came off like a blues player. It's a shame he died so young...41 seems young to me, anyway.

"Tape Speed!"

2007-12-14T12:32:00.000-08:00

It's been a little while since my last post...I wanted to let you know, dear reader, that you may be hearing from me a little more often in January, though perhaps not in this particular rarely-updated blog.

I will cover most aspects of the "Sound" role on the set of The Mountain, The River and The Road, a film by Michael Harring, throughout the month of January 2008. Mike has set the crew up with access to the film's blog. We'll all be working long days on the film but we're going to try to keep the blog updated with our progress, musings, picures (perhaps some sounds, even) from the locations.

This produciton will be the second time I've covered the Sound role on an independent film. My first real dance in this role was on the set of Jason Ryan's film trailer, Ugly (Is A Movie). I've leared quite a bit so far doing this kind of work, and I am excited to learn more on the MRR production. In between these projects I've worked sound on training videos for my cancer research day-job and for my wife's non-profit org. I've gotten more comfortable setting up lavaliere mics, setting up and tearing down gear between shots, troubleshooting malfunctioning mixers, etc...I am looking forward to getting into the rhythm working on a set again.

I've done this kind of work gratis so far, or for a day-job (and therefore folded into the day-job's wages)...as I type this I am reminded of things that I've put off and need to get to, like setting up a business license so I can start writing off mic purchases, as opposed to renting mics all the time. I will not make a New Year's Resolution to do this licensing bit, as I never keep such sentimental promises. Instead I will blog about this self-imposed dilemma...the thought of the shame of looking at this post months later without being licensed will get me to the Chamber of Commerce! :)

I hope this post finds you all well, hopefully free from fires and floods on our warming planet. I will spend January working to get good audio for MRR. One of these days you'll get to see the finished film, if all goes well. I will also work to get some Sun Vow recordings mastered...more to come (tm The Tonight Show).

Feliz Navidad,
Jason

The Zombeatles - A Hard Day's Night of the Living Dead

2007-10-31T13:30:00.001-07:00

Happy Halloween, everyone! :)

Chugach Foothills, Anchorage, AK

2007-09-14T15:27:00.001-07:00

Chugach Foothills, Anchorage, Alaska
Originally uploaded by djwudi

My childhood friend Michael Hanscom posted a cool little "memory map" that he made via Google Maps and Flickr. Mike has added little Flickr-notes to the picture, and I added a little comment below that...feel free to have a look at my childhood neighborhood.

The southern edge of the photo shows the forest I peered at from my bedroom window on winter mornings...moose would strut in and out of it regularly. During the summer I would wander around back there with tons of mosquito repellent on, whipping the heads off dandelions with fireweed stalks.

I don't know why I'm blogging this today...it may have to do with the anniversary of my mom's passing coming up. This Monday it will have been nineteen years since she died. I tend to think of my increasingly distant childhood around this time of year...I have felt less gloom these past few years. Making a little ofrenda to Mom for 2006's Day of the Dead helped...I never did get a picture of that thing posted here. I have a couple shots sitting on a drive at home. I'll make a note to get one of 'em up for you, dear audience. I'm going to try for a bigger ofrenda this year with some friends at a Day of the Dead bbq that we're planning...I may even make some alcapurrias for it. Stay tuned, true believers...

Pure Pleasure!

2007-06-22T16:25:00.001-07:00

I tried to resist posting about this for some reason: my friend Shawn passed this blog post on to me...it's killing me with laughter! The Journey cover within is most excellent. Enjoy, and Happy Summer Solstice! (yeah, I'm a day late):

http://www.firedoglake.com/2007/06/22/the-spin-im-in-legion-of-skewers/#comments

Naturopathic and...loving it?

2007-05-30T14:00:00.001-07:00

So, for the past year I've been worried about cholesterol, losing weight, all of that crap. I lost a bit of weight over the winter, and the cholesterol numbers have come down a bit...

Well, I decided to do something about my health beyond going to the doctor for yet another blood draw (to be followed by a letter advising me to observe a "low cholesterol diet", exercise, etc.). I decided to take Kirsten's referral to see her ND over at Natural Healthcare Northwest.

So...I have been off coffee and all other sources of caffeine for the past five days...for the first time in fifteen years! It is humbling to see how dependent I've been on this chemical, and the ritual behaviors I associate with it. The no-caffeine bit has been the weirdest and most profound part of my treatment so far.

I am observing a restricted diet designed to cut out chemicals that could cause inflammation of the GI...but, this isn't just about inflammation or making HDL and LDL charts go up-and-down. I am finally dealing with the emotional coping mechanisms that I have associated with food and drink my entire life. Ah, I could go on for pages about that stuff...suffice it to say that I am beginning to see why I eat what I eat, and it is humbling and...enlightening? Indeed. Diet and exercise are parts of this treatment, as is the taking of various supplements: fish oil, liquid vitamin B complexes, mineral supplements, etc.

The diet part of the treatment has become my favorite part (minus the prohibition of coffee, chocolate and bagels, ehhh). I cook with Kirsten much more than I used to, and she is supportive of my aim. I suspect she might like hanging out with me a bit more now that I'm not riding caffeinated and blood-sugar-spiked highs and crashes all day.

The no-caffeine bit uncomfortably reminds me of quitting cigarettes and nicotine back in '99. I'll let you know how it goes.

Letting the days go by...

2007-04-10T10:33:00.000-07:00

It's April already, eh? Kirsten is enjoying her second quarter at the UW. I've shed a few pounds over the Winter of '06 (now I hover around 165 lbs.). I travelled a bit over the winter, to Shell Beach, CA to see my cousin and his family and to San Juan, PR, on a business trip for SELECT. On both trips I had the opportunity to connect with members and branches of my family in ways that I'd not been able to previously, though not to the extent I would have preferred. The Puerto Rico trip, specifically, was all business...my days and nights were consumed with SELECT mentoring visits. My colleague Russell and I visited SELECT research sites in San Juan to observe how they conduct the SELECT clinical trial and to discuss the trial with them, answering questions, probing for potential issues they might have, etc.

Well, maybe "all business" is a bit of an exaggeration...I did take an evening walk from the Caribe Hilton (where Russell and I stayed) up to Old San Juan. I walked past the US State Park for El Morro, in the evening just as the park was closing. I did get to have a criollo lunch with Russell in Urb Altamira...these things were nice, but I know that I need to get back to the island, that I need to stay for more than four days and that I need to learn how to speak Spanish!

It was exciting to hear the language everywhere and sobering to realize that I know so little of it. I could catch pieces of conversations here and there...to really carry a conversation I'm going to have to finally learn to conjugate verbs, something I completely resisted during my high school and college Spanish studies. For many years I've used the excuse that I couldn't learn the language because I've never really had to depend on it...this may be true, but I'll be 34 this July. I feel that every year I wait I'm making it more difficult for myself. Maybe I'm taking this too seriously...maybe not. Anyway, I need to go back to the island, and I need to learn some Spanish so I can talk to the Franquiz and Cruz family members who still live there. My aunts and cousins who've travelled to San Juan have told me about them...for my next trip I'm going to bring Kirsten and, hopefully, some actual Spanish fluency.

Right now I'm nervous, on edge, excited...a couple weeks ago I recorded location audio on an actual film set, muah ha ha! I served as sound recordist for my friend Jason Ryan, an independent director in Seattle. Over the final four days of March we shot some of the first scenes of Jason's forthcoming romantic comedy, "Ugly". This recording was not the very first time I'd used a boom mic and Nagra tape machine...it was the first time I'd been on a set with grips, a director of photography, assistants running back and forth, dolly shots, etc. It was very exciting...I am scheduling some time with the Northwest Film Forum next week to transfer our audio tape reels to disk via Final Cut Pro. I'll work to keep you updated more often, blog audience...

I have to dash back to work but I wanted to let you know I haven't completely disappeared. I'm still doin' the day-job, still listening to podcasts like Ken's Last Ever Radio Extravaganza, still enjoying being married, not playing bass as much as I'd like...some things are different, some things aren't. I hope that you're all enjoying the Spring, global warming and all. :) I'll try to post to this thing more often. Take care!

Snowed-In in Seattle (Sort-Of)

2006-11-28T10:53:00.000-08:00

My office and much of downtown Seattle resembles a ghost town today. The school districts are all closed and many offices have closed-up due to a bit of snow and the related traffic nastiness. Seattle is quite hilly, and there has traditionally been maybe one or two snow plows for all of the surrounding county...when it snows a few inches here closures like this occur. I get all puffed with pride when this happens...it took several feet of snow to get a snow-day in Anchorage. I do have sympathy for the northern Seattle burbs, as they tend to get more snow than Seattle-proper (snow that sticks, that is)...

While contemplating snow days and anwering email messages I discovered this hilarious Onion bit. Perhaps I find it hilarious because it reminds me of me, or of who I don't want to be. So, I have blogged it for your amusement, consideration, identification, etc.:

I Was Placed On This Earth To Put Off Doing Something Extraordinary

Operation: Love-Handle Obliteration

2006-11-15T11:43:00.000-08:00

So, I have been moderately overweight for several years, probably at least since 1999, when I quit smoking one pack of tobacco cigarettes per day...this was also when I began to notice my fondness for sitting at the Buckaroo Tavern, Ileen's Sports Bar (replaced by Julia's on Broadway c. 2001, r.i.p.), etc., rolling through two or three pints/shots/cocktails, on average, with essentially no aerobic exercise. Indeed, I have probably not done much of anything close to regular aerobic exercise since my distant high school days (LWHS Class of '91).

I have had two cholesterol tests in twelve months. My total cholesterol is now above 280, alas. At age 33 I currently clock in at 182 lbs., so yeah, I am still moderately overweight, and I can no longer use the quitting-smoking story as an excuse for my 20 lb. friend that circles my belt-line.

So, I am going to run my ass off at 24 Hour Fitness for a while (my employer has a corporate membership there) and use FitDay to track my calorie intake. It is humbling to see how much goes in and how little I burn relative to it. All of this stuff is a bit of a shock: keeping a journal of my every movement, from walking up the stairs at my house to a cup of decaf that I make in the afternoon to a morning walk to my office from Jackson AVE S, will take some getting-used-to. It's cool, though...I look forward to my goal of 170 lbs. by May 1, 2007. We'll see if I can make it.

In totally unrelated news: I have not yet taken a photo of my Day of the Dead altar...a couple housemates of mine couldn't wait to eat the little chocolate skull that accompanied it, so the photo will lack said skull. I will remember to take a picture of the altar tonight. Also, I have been remiss in posting a couple last batches of wedding photos: I will get on that tonight as well. I hope that the weather is nice where you are, dear reader. The 98101 ZIP code is overcast and rain-soaked today...I don't mind it so much. It gives me an excuse to wear wool.

Con sincero,
jmht

P.S. Thanks for the comments!

Hello from a while ago...

2006-11-02T09:44:00.000-08:00

I will make no excuses for not having posted in a while...true, I've been busy with conference calls and email-jockeying at CRAB, with music mixing for The Preons and songwriting with Sun Vow, but I haven't forgotten about you, blog audience! I will work to make my musings less frequent, ever-more scintillating and random as always.

Summer 2006 was a happy blur, with the wedding and honeymoon dominating much of it. Autumn has been pleasant enough...Kirsten and I have been feeling the urge to stay indoors, out of the wind and dampness of the past few weeks.

This time of year, every year, I get nostalgic for my Anchorage childhood, and particularly for the snow...by "the snow" I mean snow in my front and backyard, all over the street, everywhere. Many friends and acquaintances will give me a crazy look when I state that I miss such precipitation. I don't know how to describe it exactly...I enjoy the quietness that I remember, in my little cul-de-sac East Anchorage neighborhood, when the streets were covered in snow, sometimes three feet of it. I miss the way that such weather would slow people down...I even miss freezing my nose off in -20F weather in downtown Anchorage, standing with my mom at the Fur Rendezvous parade. I've been away from all of this stuff for eighteen years now, and yet I can't help but miss it, especially around the holidays.

I came to hate this time of year after my mom died in '88, basically because I missed her. With eighteen years between me and her death I guess I've come to hate this season less...on that tangent: I have decided to celebrate El Dia de los Muertos for the first time this year, to honor my late mother, Nereida. Day of the Dead is gaining more notoriety each year, or it seems to gain notoriety in Seattle, anyway...like a good computer geek I have looked up a wiki on how one might keep this holiday, heh. The first time I heard about this holiday was in seventh-grade Spanish class...indeed, we watched a filmstrip on Mexican history that featured a long segment on El Dia de los Muertos at the end. I marvelled at the sugar skulls, the little dioramas of skeleton mariachi bands, the colors of the displays...all of it looked great to me. I liked the ideas of celebrating life and death, of seeing death as a necessary component of life, as opposed to an inevitable flaw to suffer. I still like these ideas...so, I decided: What the hell? I will keep Day of the Dead this year. My altar and ofrenda will be modest: a copied photo of Nereida, a chocolate skull that Kirsten brought back from a recent trip to Chicago, a candle in a candelabra that a friend in San Antonio bought us for Christmas three years ago...maybe I'll post a picture of it for you, pageant audience, up on my Flickr page.

I have to get back to work, but I hope this little note finds you all well. Happy Day of the Dead to you!

Con sincero,
JMHT

An Old Mix-Tape Obsession... (reposted from last.fm)

2006-08-08T15:43:00.000-07:00

I lived in a house south-east of the University of Washington during the 1994-95 school year, in a punk rock house that we affectionately called The Goat House, with eleven roommates spread throughout the three floors of the house. The house was a crumbling fixer...some of us were UW students. Most of us were just friends, living on our own in Seattle for the first time. We were doing things you might expect: starting bands, booking shows in our basement/practice space, throwing loud parties in the living room, etc. Murder City Devils, Modest Mouse and Red Stars Theory, among others, came out of this place. The house had been a band house before us...I remember hearing rumors that an old Seattle punk band, The Scalywags, had lived there before us. A couple members of The Walkabouts lived next door, and were quite patient with all of our noise...

Anyway, I was a junior Creative Writing major at this point, and the Goat House was the first place I'd lived outside of a UW dorm or my parents' house. I was a habitual mix-tape maker, and I was obsessed with buying vinyl at Fallout Records, about a mile & a half south-west on Capitol Hill. I picked up a 12" copy of the Smitten Love Song Compilation there, maybe during the first month it was released. The lifelikeweeds track "The House Is Between The Porch And The Barbeque On Mouth Speed" became a huge obsession for me, probably for much of the rest of that year. I recorded it off the turntable on to some crappy cassette that we'd stolen out of the dumpster of some Muzak-like corporation on Capitol Hill (I can't recall their name now)...I had an alarm clock radio that had a cassette deck wired to the alarm. I made my roommates (one of whom was literally living in my closet at the time) sick to death of this tune, ha ha...

I like the images that the title suggests, of a small town or the "bad side" of a suburb, maybe some remote part of Anchorage, AK (my hometown until age 15). I have often wondered exactly what "mouth speed" is. The volume of the song's lyrics are low in the mix, and are mostly incomphrehensible. The drumming and guitar playing throughout feels lazy, stoned, but not altogether "depressed," to me. This is one of those songs that I'll hear in my head walking down the street, even if it has been years since I last spun up a disc or tape that it's on. I suppose someone might call it "soundtracky," and I suppose that soundtrack-like music is what I tend to dig. I was reading Denis Johnson's Jesus' Son a lot that school year...I still haven't gotten around to seeing the movie adaptation. I have often imagined this song in the soundtrack of the Jesus' Son adaptation in my head.

Audioblogging at the end of the honeymoon

2006-07-28T15:21:00.000-07:00

At the end of this post is my first Audioblogger recording, from the shore at the Cape Disappointment National Park. I wanted to see if I could get my beat-up Nokia 6010's mic to pick up the surf for you, my beloved audience. Let me know if it sounds like much of anything...

Kirsten and I had a wonderful honeymoon in Seaview, WA this past week. We stayed at a little cottage and spent the week sunbathing, recovering from sunburns, keeping the mobile phones off most of the time, relaxing, etc. This Monday we'll both get back to the daily grind of our respective non-profits.

We will soon post more wedding pictures on my Flickr page, with a corresponding link from our wedding Web site. On the wedding tip, I must thank everyone who offered me cool suggestions! I tend to worry too much about how things might turn out, and planning the wedding reception's background music was an example of this. The music seemed to go over well, when it wasn't totally drowned out by conversation, which was most of the time. ;)

Generations of Sparks

2006-06-21T10:49:00.000-07:00

The recent news about nuclear warfare has reminded me of my late paternal grandfather, who died during the 1980s and who served in the US Navy during World War II. I have wondered about what it would have been like to know him these days. I did meet him a couple of times: in the 1970s when I was two years old (I'll have to find that old picture of me sitting on his lap) and once when he and I visited Dad's rented house on Galer Street (across the street from the old West Queen Anne Elementary School, which was still a school then), on Seattle's Queen Anne Hill. I remember his droopy ears and his black-rimmed glasses.

Dad has told me a fair bit about Grandpa Talley. Grandpa was a Navy Chief, and a radio technician, or "spark." Dad would be called "sparky", as he was the son of a spark.

Grandpa Talley was on board the U.S.S. Dixie at "Operation: Crossroads", July 1 1946, which I guess would be 60 years ago this Saturday. Dad still has the letter that Grandpa sent him from the Bikini Atoll, where the Crossroads tests were conducted. Dad would have been a year old at the time that Grandpa wrote the letter...when Dad invites Kirsten and I over for dinner I will usually stop in Dad's office at least once, to look at old pictures of Dad's salmon and halibut catches, family photos and Grandpa's letter from the atoll.

With a bit of Googling on "operation crossroads" I stumbled on this story, at the Atomic Veterans History Project, by one Harold Bakke, who was a sailmaker on the Dixie. I wonder if he knew old Spark Talley.

Wedding Music 101

2006-06-16T13:18:00.000-07:00

Indeed, Kirsten and I are getting married this July! The wedding is not so far away now, and we're making our final preparations...I have taken the lead on getting the ceremony and reception music together. My friends and band-mates from Sun Vow are going to play during the ceremony...while they work out their compositions I have tasked myself with the creation of a four-hour iTunes playlist, to loop in the background during the family reception over the PA at Talaris.

Kirsten and I have talked about music that I might select. She has suggested that I go with soul tunes, songs with mass appeal...for some reason, as I sit here and type this, I get totally intimidated by the idea of making this list. Once I sit down with some CDs and my old laptop this task will seem more "real" to me. Weird...

I generally listen to drone/machine noise music, to vicious heavy metal, all kinds of weird stuff. Now I have to wrap my head around making a list of songs that everyone will enjoy, that people can relax with while talking, eating, etc. Maybe some of the list should include dance music. Salsa music might work...people generally seem to like it, and half my family is Puerto Rican...ah, I'm a terrible dancer, but I have this feeling that I'm going to dance at the wedding, whether I like it or not! :) Kirsten and I have taken some salsa lessons, and I know she loves to move. I need to get over my drek and just get into it...

So comments are welcome...feel free to post lists of what you think would make cool "wedding music."

"Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world..."

2006-06-15T17:33:00.000-07:00

Yes, I have finally created a page with Blogger. Well, I had messed around a little bit with a MySpace blog, but I'd been curious about starting a blog somwhere other than MySpace for a while, and I've enjoyed reading my friends' Christine and Jennie's pages, so I thought I'd give this site a try.

This is now where you'll be able to find my random rants, complaints, caveats, love songs, lists of neat things, etc. I have also signed up with Audioblogger, so you can enjoy my strange tenor voice...cheers!