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...work on “Black Foliage.” This should come as no surprise, since all former OTC members, including Bill Doss, play on “Signal Morning.”“Signal Morning” posits the intricate juxtapositions of 60s pop and ambient noodling of “Black Foliage,” condensed into a frenzied dreamscape, with the volume cranked way up. “Overjoyed” and opener “Woodpecker Greeting Worker Ant”—among others—are some of the loudest...
...often reach these levels. (The Environmental Protection Agency deems anything between 151 and 200 micrograms per cubic meter to be unhealthy.) But it's hard for the average city denizen to know when particulate levels reach that unhealthy zone. In fact, the 80 volunteers in the study, who breathed ambient city air or filtered air in chambers, couldn't tell which air was which; particulate-loaded air is still 10 to 100 times less dense than cigarette smoke...
...millions of devotees have discovered, Twitter turns out to have unsuspected depth. In part this is because hearing about what your friends had for breakfast is actually more interesting than it sounds. The technology writer Clive Thompson calls this "ambient awareness": by following these quick, abbreviated status reports from members of your extended social network, you get a strangely satisfying glimpse of their daily routines. We don't think it at all moronic to start a phone call with a friend by asking how her day is going. Twitter gives you the same information without your even having...
...these developments will be entirely positive. Most of us have learned firsthand how addictive the micro-events of our personal e-mail inbox can be. But with the ambient awareness of status updates from Twitter and Facebook, an entire new empire of distraction has opened up. It used to be that you compulsively checked your BlackBerry to see if anything new had happened in your personal life or career: e-mail from the boss, a reply from last night's date. Now you're compulsively checking your BlackBerry for news from other people's lives. And because, on Twitter...
...then The Next Generation (hereafter TNG) arrived in 1987. It was still goofily Utopian - with its sliding doors and ambient lighting and free-flowing synthehol (booze that doesn't give you a hangover), the Enterprise-D looked like a Qantas Club airport lounge - but somehow I didn't care. TNG wasn't dirty and real like Star Wars or degraded and cyberorganic and cosmopolitan like Blade Runner. This was the other future, the one that wasn't ever actually going to happen, but you wished it would. And it was riveting. Unconstrained by plausibility or topicality, TNG was free...