The Third Coast Festival conf is having a live broadcast party at :Vocalo, ChiPubradio’s new station. You can contribute pieces to this on-air extravaganza (how-to: start a user acct, then upload audio w/ tag “Third Coast Festival”).
My niece-in-law, Chase Sbicca, has a new blog, Puddles of Thought. So far she’s linked to 4 vids and I’ve liked ‘em all (even her fren’s wedding demo): ie, she’s batting 1000. She’s fresh outta Eugene J school w/ a broadcast degree, an encyclopedic knowledge of several major sports, and an interviewing prowess that’s even bent Beckham. Won’t someone give this future TV sports-reporting star a job?
The Public Radio Talent Quest has posted vid of the winners, presented at the PRPD. The tape proves once again proves how much Glynn (Snap Judgement) rox:
From Wholphin DVD mag comes a short (4:11) directed by Miguel Arteta, writ by Miranda July. John C Reilly asks several folk (including July) “Are You The Favorite Person Of Anybody?:”
We at HV occasionally explore science reporting. A post on the new blog Wallet Mouth (on consumer tools– buycotts & boycotts) links to a study which contends walking has a heavier carbon footprint than driving: Amuse-bouche: walking the walk. It also links to the reasons this s’pose-they’re-serious study is pure nonsense. Both point out the ways partial presentations of facts n’ figs can mislead.
(Wallet Mouth is writ by the better half of the quiet american radio family.)
Just in time for Dias de los Meurtos, the 365 Days project has posted mp3s of Drop Dead: An Exercise in Horror, an LP by ol’ time radio innovator Arch Oboler (Lights Out). Track 1 is an “Introduction To Horror” (2:34 mp3):
Turning on the news yesterday I couldn’t help notice that LA is on fire…again. All my life it seems LA has been on fire–in one way or another. Floods, fires, mudslides, celebrity antics and the slow disaster of constant traffic—a theme park of natural, and un-natural, disasters. I’m not too worried when I see Southern California’s flirtation with the apocalypse continuing, because I know it’s prepared. I’ll never forget, growing-up in North Hollywood, all the preparedness drills we went through in school.