Saw Porcupine Tree at the Palace Theater - well, the Metro - you can change an extensional meaning to anything you like, but it won't stop people calling it something else. Steven Wilson is like a almighty shredding monk from the Borough. Serene, yet volatile. The band played some almighty riffs, exciting the mostly metal-based crowd, fascinated by his work (presumably) he has done with Opeth and possibly OSI and Orphaned Land. ORWarrioR is hotly anticipated in my books!Went out for Kount Kris™ Midnite Curry, which is delicious as always, as are the conversations. I think my studies on general semantics and such have really sort of coalesced now. I'm also quite proud of myself for lifting myself up and getting my journalism career up and running. (The interview with Dillinger Escape Plan went well, but I could barely understand anything he was saying!) I just gotta figure out my next move on this front though.
I was watching Season 2 of Man Stroke Woman the other day and it really struck me how deceptively simple the humor was. If you watch the clip below, its sort of like a long, drawn out train wreck: British style. One of the fundamental essences of British humor is faux pas and what would seem to be gross breaches of etiquette (Don't mention the war, Major) and another is laughing at another's misery. Listen to the dialog (I know - humor analyzed is no longer funny) and the sting in the tail, there's actually nothing really "funny" about it.