If you haven’t heard the new album by Sleepytime Gorilla Museum (SGM) yet, you are surely missing out on a fascinating experience. I’ve always thought of SGM as the band that plays in the evil carnival that rolls through town every 23 years and steals the souls of all the children in town before vanishing in the night. I’m pleased to say that In Glorious Times does not disappoint.

After much grumbling, begging, pleading and rolling around on the floor we finally got an upgrade! WOOTS!
Yesterday the creative department at work was all a flutter as IT came in and installed the latest version of the Adobe Creative Suite. I for one am super-stoked, I haven’t had much chance to break it in, but I will.
Shoot, enough writing, I’m gonna dive into all of Adobe’s spectacularness!

“The moment one is truly free to begin creating art digitally, is when
the tools become transparent to the user.”
This is my new favorite quote. taken from CGSociety’s great interview with Kevin Lanning, character modeler from Epic Games who recently worked on the hit Gears of War for XBox 360.

It had been a while since I heard anything great and wonderful about Tub Ring, so you can understand the slight thrill I got when I read that they had signed with The End Records in October. I was doubly thrilled when shortly after that they announced an upcoming album. Then came the hard part… waiting for it to be released.

*fade to a couple months later*

Digital Arts has a great article giving a technical overview of the Oracle scene from 300.
AGGRO1 features a collection of remixes of industrial/techno beats mashed with contemporary song lyrics, including a remix of NIN’s Me, I’m Not. You can download the mp3 for free.

I had a great weekend. WOO, let me tell you it was a blast. First off let’s set the scene, gloomy and rainy, I’m not talking a little spring shower. but an honest to goodness torrential down-pour. Usually I enjoy a good dark and rainy day, but it started hailing so I had to run out in this mess and cover my car up. Needless to say being outside for a minute equated itself to jumping head first and fully clothed into a swimming pool.