Mine In Mono

Written by Robert, a Christian, aspiring minimalist, inveterate notetaker, software dev manager and paper airplane mechanic. This project is an effort to celebrate the earlier days of blogging.

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  • Cultural Stasis

    The first part of this piece was published as a separate post but I wanted to expand my thoughts and references. Expect more to come on the subject.

    W David Marx put out an edition of Culture: An Owner’s Manual last year focused on the significance of Rocky IV as a cultural artifact.

    But unlike most bad films made in 1985, Rocky IV remains fascinating nearly forty years later. It has great value to us in 2024 as a relic — an artwork that embodies the unique stylistic choices of a particular point in time. Rocky IV is a time-traveling passport to 1985: the Manichaean Reaganite politics, the sassy robot maid, the soundtrack of power ballads and cold digital synths, the artless action-film editing and over-use of freeze-frame fade-outs, the casual lack of verisimilitude in using Wyoming as a stand-in for the Russian countryside.

    My wife was arguing tonight that much of indie music in the 90s still sounds fresh and timeless today. I can see that in some ways, but overall I think the 90s was the last decade to have a real distinctiveness to its culture. You couldn’t make Empire Records or Belly’s “Feed The Tree” today. They just wouldn’t feel right in the current context.

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  • Do Not Pass Me Just To Slow Down

    I’ve long been a little allergic to brandishing symbols of my Christian faith. When I was a youth, I had a beloved cross that I used to wear around my neck. The chain for it was broken whilst I took a thrashing at the hands of a playground bully in the sixth grade. For many years afterward, I refrained from adorning myself with anything that reflected my beliefs.

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  • One of the reasons I chose Qobuz as my streaming music service was the ability to download tracks in a DRM-free format. About a year into my subscription, I finally purchased my first album. Frankie Rose – Seventeen Seconds. Burned a CD and it sounds fantastic.

  • I’ve been trying for years to get my oldest son to embrace blogging. He’s an excellent writer and has unique perspectives. I bought him a Blot blog but he never used it. Now I find out he’s publishing on Substack. I feel betrayed.

  • Tennis – At The Apartment (Live)

    In June, I hope to see long-time indie pop favorites Tennis on their farewell tour. The husband and wife duo of Patrick Riley and Alaina Moore are calling it quits after an impressive run.

    The pair made this statement regarding the end of their time as Tennis:

    It became clear that we had said everything we wanted to say and achieved everything we wanted to achieve with our band … We are ready to pursue other creative projects and to make space in our lives for new things.

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  • If I could internalize the words of Thoreau that, “A man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone,” then I probably wouldn’t have spent several days this week investigating cassette culture.