KYNAN - I Fly So High
This song randomly appeared on my dash a couple of days ago. It’s weird, it’s funky (pop-y but also retro and electronic). The music video is so l-phi I’m not sure what to make of it but I think that’s kind of the appeal; and the truth is I Fly So High has been stuck in my head for the last 48 hours. It’s super catchy.
The stop-motion quality of its music video is actually kind of endearing - it fits the vibe of the sound perfectly. Plus, the concert footage reminds me of a lot of basement shows I attended in college.
Kynan has the song for free on his SoundCloud page.
p.s. the internet rumor mill tells me this kid might be the little brother of Wavves frontman, Nathan Williams.
“Let’s see how the competition goes…”
Just to beat a dead horse, after seeing the post noting Apple’s iPhone business now brings in more revenue than all of Microsoft’s businesses combined, Jason Hiner reminded me of Steve Ballmer’s classic 2007 video laughing off the iPhone announcement (above).
To be fair to Ballmer, he does say that selling a $500 fully-subsidized phone is insane, and Apple did end up dropping the price, which has fueled sales. Still, the business argument sounds like something RIM would (and did) make. How’s that working out for them now?
As for “I like our strategy, I like it a lot” — there’s simply no excuse. Windows Mobile was quickly exposed for the turd it was, and Windows Phone, while good, was far too late. But 2007 wasn’t all bad for Ballmer…
The wonderful CK/CK shared this photograph, taken near London in November of 1942. Breaking between missions flying machines less sophisticated than a contemporary car in a war of annihilation with a nearby and superior enemy, a pilot breaks for a haircut, reading, and a pipe. The insistence on the accouterments of culture, on leisure —the book and pipe, of course, but also the nearly formal attire of the barber and the pattern of the sheet wrapped around his shoulders— seems so British, so laudable, so impossible to imagine today for innumerable reasons one hardly has the energy even to consider.