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Now Streaming: MIDI GULF

MIDI GULF is streaming a day-before-release (why are all those hyphens in there? meh, looks kind of cool) on Soundcloud. It will be available for free download on Bandcamp tomorrow. In the aftermath of publishing the project, I will be posting a write-up on the creation process for each song. MIDI GULF may eventually find its way into the three dimensional world, in the form of compact discs and cassette tapes, though I can't promise that either of these will see the light of day (especially the latter).

dalama jones - MIDI GULF

The new album MIDI GULF will be live on my bandcamp page by 12 a.m. on New Year's Day (if not a little earlier). It includes six new tracks and two older ones that were never properly released ("Rainbow Trout" from 2010 and "Dmitri's Sunglasses" from 2009 - these once had different names, by the way). It's a very slapped together project, as I only began creating the other tracks in November, but I think it turned out surprisingly well. Here's the album cover:

The 12 Days of Ecclesiastes: Cancelled

I have recently stumbled upon the conclusion that I lack the interest or vigor to continue my "commentary" or whatever else it might be called. It has been a hectic month of writing for school and I am in need of some reprieve, whether that is not writing at all or writing entries that require less intentional effort. It was rewarding to write about the first three chapters, but this project has become a burden to me. I highly doubt I'd be able to finish by the end of 2016 and I don't want the task hanging over my head in the new year, especially once second term begins. My apologies and thanks for reading - also, the commentary for chapter 2 received more than usual views which was cool (hopefully they're not all mine!).

Side note / this hour has 22 minutes advertisement: I have a music project releasing January 1st, 2017 for dalama jones entitled "MIDI GULF." It includes 8 tracks and ~20 minutes worth of (mostly) indie chill electronica musique. I'…

No Definitions

Fury is the same, no matter what you mean. Vermilion adorns the story of your face. The color flows downstream from your eyes to your lips. Though teeth are beautiful, words are everything. And in your everything, there is nothing - no definitions. But somehow, I know what you mean, and so do you. A plow fails when it meets a bitter root.

The 12 Days of Ecclesiastes: Chapter 3

3.18-21: 18 I said to myself concerning the sons of men, “God has surely tested them in order for them to see that they are but beasts.” 19 For the fate of the sons of men and the fate of beasts is the same. As one dies so dies the other; indeed, they all have the same breath and there is no advantage for man over beast, for all is vanity. 20 All go to the same place. All came from the dust and all return to the dust. 21 Who knows that the breath of man ascends upward and the breath of the beast descends downward to the earth?

Loose ends abound in this entry ... please forgive me. That's generally my style anyway, but if you don't like scatter-brained, you won't like this. Moving on, let's take a close look at verse 19; it mentions that the men and the beasts have the same breath. According to the Bible commentary in front of me, 'breath' as a Hebrew term might refer to spirit or wind, a symbol of life in either case. It's noteworthy that in verse 21 Qohelet…

The 12 Days of Ecclesiastes: Chapter 2

2.2: I said of laughter, “It is madness,” and of pleasure, “What does it accomplish?” 

I wonder what people during Qoheleth's time were laughing about? This verse resounds today in a society that does, at large, celebrate laughter, and often for unfortunately grotesque reasons.

2.3: I explored with my mind how to stimulate my body with wine while my mind was guiding me wisely... 

This statement makes for some interesting considerations as to what constitutes drunkenness. When Qoheleth states that he is exploring with his mind, does this mean he is actually experiencing the effects of wine or is he merely reviewing in his mind the possible effects, were he to take such a course of action as drinking? It is difficult to say, it seems to me. If it is the former, when he mentions that his body was stimulated, this means that he had an awareness that the alcohol was affecting him. Alcohol is a depressant, so perhaps in his angst he was using it to calm himself? If it is the latter, he was…

The 12 Days of Ecclesiastes: Chapter 1

Verse 1.3 reads: What advantage does man have in all his work which he does under the sun? For me, the writer's discontentment immediately brought to mind Karl Marx's concept of alienation, particularly the aspect of work being a hindrance to human potential. For the proletarian, the workplace is void of fulfillment and humanness is traded for mechanistic labor. This lack of fulfillment transcended a chasm of over 18 centuries worth of history, and I can imagine, still resonates with many humans today. Despite this very simple similarity, there are of course, discrepancies between the two texts/writers mentioned, wholly apart from when these thoughts were recorded. The most glaring discrepancy, it seems to me, is that Marx prioritized human potential while Qoheleth did not. Qoheleth writes that [a]ll is vanity (1.2) and that [a]ll things are wearisome (1.8). This means that human potential is both vain and wearisome, not something that should be celebrated. Also, it can't …

Your Words

Yellow, gray, and white. The colours of my stationary. I always return to the desk. And somehow, this is anything but settled. I understand how I write. The life on seen pages laying more still than letters of dead. No matter the monolith, the art of my palms, the back of my hands never go away. I understand it all, clearer than what I see. But your words, though I read them every day, I know not how they came. How is it that you wrote on my heart?

A Meaningless Study: The 12 Days of Ecclesiastes

I'm not sure if this writing project will exactly correspond with the 12 days of Christmas, but there's a good chance I'll get some writing in during the Christmas break. This post will merely serve as an advertisement and introduction to the hopefully forthcoming content. It seems useful to write about one of my favorite books of the Bible, and it's a short book, which makes it all the more convenient. Ecclesiastes also seems to be grossly overlooked; while inspiring Bible verses are constantly shared out of context, Qoheleth's wise words don't seem to be mentioned much at all. 

At least, most of the time. My interest with Ecclesiastes was actually sparked while I was in high school (probably 16 or 17), when I was perusing a certain web page on a certain social media site. Verse 2 of chapter 5 enraptured my attention: Do not be quick with your mouth, do not be hasty in your heart to utter anything before God. God is in heaven and you are on earth, so let your w…

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Make IVM Great Again

Indie Vision Music re-launched today! Prior to the site closing its metaphorical doors in early 2015, I had visited IVM quite frequently for a few years. I'll be writing reviews and news every so often for the site. You can check out my review for the new Devil Wears Prada album right here.

What Will America's Consciousness Be Like Tomorrow?

The narrator in the video mentions that there was a major change in the consciousness of the American collective during the 2008 election. I wonder if Roger Nelson and his team have their random number generators ready for tomorrow?

A Most Foolish Exemplar of Swindling: The Akademia Music Awards

Upon reading the title of this piece, perhaps you thought I had committed a case of erroneous spelling as well as a conceptual misunderstanding. No, I am not referring to The Academy Awards / Oscars, which is for movies and is legitimate; I am referring to exactly what I spelt out in the title. I came across thissimultaneously melancholy-invoking and humorous scam in the summer and thought the subject would make for an interesting post. Some observations, which I should like to call "red-flags," will be listed below.

Red-flag 1:The vaporwave aesthetics of their website. The sight has a strange blend of 90s and contemporary visuals. What is perhaps most peculiar amidst the New York evening background of the header, the random pillars and sculptures and what have you, are the four images located at the footer of the homepage. Notice how three of them are just general outside city pictures, while only one actually shows off the brand name. That last one must be a Photoshop.


When De-Stigmatizing Becomes Demoralizing

That there is any discussion at all about prostitution not being immoral is justappalling to me. Now perhaps this has to do with some naiveté on my part, but I've always assumed that the response to prostitution was quite simple, at least, from those who were neither sex workers nor clients: prostitution objectifies persons, the objectification of persons is wrong;therefore prostitution is wrong.Personally, my objection to prostitution would be more religious, however, if I am correct in what I assume to be a quite common response, then this indicates that many people, religious or not, hold a deep intuition that prostitution is wrong.

But for some, this belief is 'not good enough.' "Sex workers need to be defended against stigmatization," they might say. I don't see this idea as a problem in itself; my problem with this, however, is what is being implicitly said.If the perceived solution to ending stigmatization is that I must stop thinking of prostitution as…


I've been a fairly active Instagram user for ~3 years now. It's been a vanity and pride-ridden an interesting medium to express my ambivalence through (both in terms of content and posting habits). I've had numerous accounts, I forget how many ... but I think the most posts I published in a single day was 9; I did not abide by the ethics. Nowadays, I post approximately once per week.

Anyway, the numbers are currently in my favor:
107 posts87 followers97 followingFirst, the three numbers contain a 10, an 8, and a 9. Second, they all end in 7, thus making 777 (a number of Kabbalistic significance, as a friend once put it)!

For being the colossal time-squanderer that Instagram is, it seems like an apt note to end on. I'm tempted to pull the proverbial plug altogether on the meaningless archive, but then again, I'll likely want to look back on it - that is, assuming I ever leave in the first place.