<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:28:15.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the prism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-35885709603276226</id><published>2008-05-27T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:14:57.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the news #1: Flight of the Phoenix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3H-tapmyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HpMnIoDFQGQ/s1600-h/phoenix-twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3H-tapmyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HpMnIoDFQGQ/s320/phoenix-twilight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205536624467352354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good writing, eh? I've been helping NASA with their homepage this week, so it all rolls off rather easy. So where was I? Space. That's it. There's a lot if it. So much in fact, that a trip to Mars is the cosmic equivalent of a walk to the local corner shop,  where some would say there's even less chance of finding life (see the entry &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cosmic Zoom&lt;/span&gt; below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not even the mind-boggling scale of the cosmos can render NASAs achievement of landing the Phoenix probe of Mars unimpressive. So much could have gone wrong, but didn't - after all, this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; rocket science. As I type, Phoenix is diligently carrying out the tasks assigned to it by NASA's boffins, digging beneath the Martian topsoil to gather samples and analyse them. So far it has found amonia crystals, methane, carbon, hydrogen, a scratch card and two lucky dips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3Hf9apmxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_Zx4AKWxIj4/s1600-h/_44692723_mars_nasa_466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3Hf9apmxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_Zx4AKWxIj4/s320/_44692723_mars_nasa_466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205536096186374930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: The horizon of another world - how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the real fuss has been about the possibility of finding evidence that organic life once existed on the red planet, which if confirmed would be the most important news we've ever had. Hard evidence that life existed on another world would mean there really is a grand scheme to the universe and would prove that life on earth isn't just a sick joke or biological accident. One to watch then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3IXNapm0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/eTPm5wCYKMI/s1600-h/_44689075_1hugsgetty466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3IXNapm0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/eTPm5wCYKMI/s320/_44689075_1hugsgetty466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205537045374147394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: California Lovin: scientists celebrate at mission control HQ in Pasedena . Below: NASA'a next destination for an unmanned probe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3IM9apmzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9JJnJybswBY/s1600-h/pams-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3IM9apmzI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9JJnJybswBY/s320/pams-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205536869280488242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-35885709603276226?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/35885709603276226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=35885709603276226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/35885709603276226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/35885709603276226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-news-3-flight-of-phoenix.html' title='In the news #1: Flight of the Phoenix'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SD3H-tapmyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HpMnIoDFQGQ/s72-c/phoenix-twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-646265477881436282</id><published>2008-05-25T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:30:11.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of the machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDnq5NapmvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GKbtl53aemA/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDnq5NapmvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GKbtl53aemA/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204449112978201330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/12573802645b29ed/"&gt;Download Side 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/1257476463a2d852/"&gt;Download Side 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDnuXtapmwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/46UAVloNBWA/s1600-h/cassette_tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDnuXtapmwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/46UAVloNBWA/s320/cassette_tears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204452935499094786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FULL PLAYLIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machine War  – Kate Simko&lt;br /&gt;Space Ghosts  – Theo Parrish&lt;br /&gt;Mind of a Machine  – Carl Craig&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly (Juan Atkins Remix)  – e–Dancer&lt;br /&gt;Lifted Soul E.P (Life Experiance)  – Soul Oasis pres Nef Nunez&lt;br /&gt;Orbit brazil  – Flying Lotus&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Machine  – Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Timecode  – Justus Kohncke&lt;br /&gt;W (Original Mix)  – Cobblestone Jazz&lt;br /&gt;Grüne Raufaser  – Pikaya&lt;br /&gt;Machine Vibes  – Metro Area&lt;br /&gt;The Man Machine   – Kraftwerk&lt;br /&gt;Astal Sunshine  – Artemis&lt;br /&gt;50 Cycles  – Squarepusher&lt;br /&gt;Desire  – Carl Craig&lt;br /&gt;Nefarious stranger  – Theo Parrish&lt;br /&gt;Space talk  – Masters of the universe&lt;br /&gt;No Question No Answer  – Monochord&lt;br /&gt;Big Sky City (Above The Clouds Mix)  – Derrick May&lt;br /&gt;Rain  – Mikkel Metal&lt;br /&gt;Frustration  – Carl Craig &amp; Derrick May&lt;br /&gt;Theme Park  – Aardvarck&lt;br /&gt;Landcrusing  – Carl Craig&lt;br /&gt;Waterfalls  – Mr. Fingers (AKA Larry Heard)&lt;br /&gt;Night Drive  – Carl Craig&lt;br /&gt;Love Theme From Bladerunner  – Vangelis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-646265477881436282?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/646265477881436282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=646265477881436282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/646265477881436282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/646265477881436282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/tears-of-machine.html' title='Tears of the machine'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDnq5NapmvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GKbtl53aemA/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-7368733359234313086</id><published>2008-05-25T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:51:03.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Spiderman theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDlQJ9apmtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VkkPjN5r8Zo/s1600-h/175857333_477317a824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDlQJ9apmtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VkkPjN5r8Zo/s320/175857333_477317a824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204278976438704850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last few entries have been a little too esoteric, so here's something that's much more fun (bit more of a sports crowd in 'ere, you know what I mean pal?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the theme from the original Spiderman cartoon. Great tune, great drums... and it somehow captures that excitement I used to feel when the cartoon came on. The show was the first TV adaption of the character, and originally ran from 1967 to 1970 on ABC, but helped fill many a kids' TV schedule for years after this on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Parker has of course gone on to achieve movie blockbuster fame beyond his comic book and cartoon origins, and good for him. He got orphaned, lost his uncle &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; got bitten by a radioactive spider for god's sake, so he deserves a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDlSbNapmuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WgBAxaPZTqE/s1600-h/spidey_web.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDlSbNapmuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WgBAxaPZTqE/s320/spidey_web.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204281471814703842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm on the subject of radioactivity here's a thought: a good mate of mine has recently had to take radioactive iodine to treat a condition (really), and has even been warned about his radioactive state (eg. he couldn't go near babies for a while). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, I really wanted him to bite a spider to see what happened - we could have created 'manspider', an arachnid with less strength than other spiders, that sat around on the sofa all day drinking beer, and would only manage to spin a web occasionally - perhaps on bank holidays. Or he could have bitten me to make 'manman' which would have ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok that's enough - you only wanted the download, didn't you? Here it is then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/12549690ca094509/"&gt;Download the Spiderman theme here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-7368733359234313086?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/7368733359234313086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=7368733359234313086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7368733359234313086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7368733359234313086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazing-spiderman-theme.html' title='The Amazing Spiderman theme'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDlQJ9apmtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VkkPjN5r8Zo/s72-c/175857333_477317a824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-5379575237296181523</id><published>2008-05-24T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:05:56.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosities #2: Cosmic Zoom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMV_zDQaq9o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMV_zDQaq9o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pure self-indulgent nostalgia trip. And what a trip it is. I remember seeing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cosmic zoom&lt;/span&gt; as a very small child - around seven years old or so, I think -and being totally gobsmacked by it. The film stayed with me forever, and I dug it out a couple of years ago on the Tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's still an amazing concept and film, I remembered the animation as being so much more impressive than it really is, something like the descent to Jupiter in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2001: A Space odyssey&lt;/span&gt;. I guess modern CGI is to blame for that, not to mention the progress of old father time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDi4yNapmsI/AAAAAAAAADw/BKXydpMYM7w/s1600-h/page18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDi4yNapmsI/AAAAAAAAADw/BKXydpMYM7w/s320/page18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204112542161017538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason Cosmic zoom sits so deep in my memory, apart from the fact I loved space and science fiction as a kid, is that I remember seeing the film lots of times one particular school holiday. They used to repeat morning programmes back then (plus ca change), and it was on at the same time, very early, every morning for a week or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the visual 'wow' factor may have receded fast just like the imaginary camera in the film, but the feeling it gave me is still there. The first time I saw this was probably the first time I ever really just stopped and thought about the big picture beyond my own little world - shame they're not showing this every morning now instead of music videos. And speaking of music, it's interesting to note the warm, scratchy soundtrack that sets the mood for this film - Boards of Canada, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power of 10 (a simliar, later educational film)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBsOeLcUARw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BBsOeLcUARw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kees_Boeke"&gt;Kees Boeke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kubrick2001.com/"&gt;2001: A space odyssey explained&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boardsofcanada.com/news.html"&gt;Boards of Canada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-5379575237296181523?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/5379575237296181523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=5379575237296181523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/5379575237296181523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/5379575237296181523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/curiosities-2-cosmic-zoom.html' title='Curiosities #2: Cosmic Zoom'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDi4yNapmsI/AAAAAAAAADw/BKXydpMYM7w/s72-c/page18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-4271764756549501296</id><published>2008-05-24T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:18:22.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulp radio and panic in America</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The glass donkey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;War of the worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDiemNapmlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fG-qLU2MhsE/s1600-h/microphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDiemNapmlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fG-qLU2MhsE/s320/microphone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204083748700265042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days. Men wore hats. Women wore heels. Everyone smoked. There was no Facebook and tough guys would say "why-I-oughta"  through gritted teeth. No dummy, I'm not talking about  Manchester in 1986, but America in the 30s and 40s. In this time and place, radio ruled the airwaves and families would huddle around a large box packed with wires and valves for entertainment. Sometimes they'd even switch it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what were these good folk listening to? There's a good chance that their audio intake may have included the two fine examples below: War of the Words, the most famous radio play from Orson Welles'  &lt;a href="http://www.mercurytheatre.info/"&gt;Mercury theatre&lt;/a&gt;, and a 'pulp' detective thriller called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The glass donkey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PULP RADIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's start with the pulp, and a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Top of the pops&lt;/span&gt; presenter is bound to have said at some stage. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Glass donkey&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raymond_Chandler"&gt;Raymond Chandler&lt;/a&gt; detective story written as a  radio play, for the series &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The adventures of Philip Marlowe&lt;/span&gt;. Strangely for audio, it makes me really visualise the era. It would be a fun one to one to sample, too. Just check the intro - it's pure Wu Tang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Get this and get it straight! Crime is a sucker's road and those who travel it wind up in the gutter, the prison or the grave. There's no other way, but they never learn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDik2NapmqI/AAAAAAAAADg/OTgAp44-KXk/s1600-h/gerald_mohr_psa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDik2NapmqI/AAAAAAAAADg/OTgAp44-KXk/s320/gerald_mohr_psa.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204090620647938722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: Gerald Mohr in action at the CBS studios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBC-produced, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The adventures of Philip Marlowe&lt;/span&gt; was a weekly series that began in September 1948, and by the following year was it was pulling the biggest audience on American radio, with more than 10 million listeners. At the core of its success was good writing and Gerald Mohr as Marlowe, with  the trademark snappy delivery that bagged him a  Best Male Actor radio award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/12529452040b8e81/"&gt;Download The glass donkey now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If it's not your cup of tea, fair enough - but check out that intro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PANIC STATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;/span&gt; is something else altogether. One of the most infamous radio broadcasts ever, it's based on HG Wells' classic story of the same name, which as we all know imagines earth under attack from Martians. What director Orson Welles did was to treat the story in a news verité style, which caused sections of the great American public to panic, as they thought the broadcast - and the invasion - were real.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDihqdapmnI/AAAAAAAAADI/J7W7LNaOjWo/s1600-h/1938_Orson_Welles_radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDihqdapmnI/AAAAAAAAADI/J7W7LNaOjWo/s320/1938_Orson_Welles_radio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204087120249592434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broadcast as a Halloween special in October 1938, it's a wonderful example of the power of radio at a time when there was so much less media noise, and anything that sounded 'official' carried serious credibility. Of course, its impact would be far less in the modern world, where even a real alien invasion would take time to sink in to people's busy lives - until they picked up the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/span&gt; and saw the headline &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Alien invasion house price shock&lt;/span&gt;, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/125293437725bc58/"&gt;Download War of the worlds now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIVE TURKEY&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm posting this kind of stuff as a change from the usual hip-hop mix tapes, but it seems I can't get away from it, even with a strange old gem like this. As with the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Glass donkey&lt;/span&gt; mentioned above,  the introduction to the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;War of the worlds&lt;/span&gt; broadcast has a sample-friendly intro. If you recognise the words, '...we take you to the Hotel Martinet in Brooklyn, where Bobby Millette and his orchestra are offering a program of dance music', the its because you've heard Double D and Steinski's cut and paste classic&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jive_Bunny"&gt; Lesson 2&lt;/a&gt;. I always preferred Jive Bunny myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Watch the Lesson 2 video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wgkkB8HbxM&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7wgkkB8HbxM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDio99apmrI/AAAAAAAAADo/2n4bAlFUUrc/s1600-h/1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDio99apmrI/AAAAAAAAADo/2n4bAlFUUrc/s320/1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204095151838436018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above (centre): Double D (Trousers) and Steinski (Upper body and head) lead their dancers in a live performance of Lesson 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-4271764756549501296?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/4271764756549501296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=4271764756549501296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/4271764756549501296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/4271764756549501296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/pulp-radio-and-panic-in-america.html' title='Pulp radio and panic in America'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDiemNapmlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fG-qLU2MhsE/s72-c/microphone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-6727976027053197941</id><published>2008-05-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:18:37.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosities #1: A Charlie Brown Christmas Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpwTSKgHI/AAAAAAAAACo/EhgXDm0dWqw/s1600-h/514c73pMJHL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpwTSKgHI/AAAAAAAAACo/EhgXDm0dWqw/s320/514c73pMJHL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202196060609085554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpwjSKgII/AAAAAAAAACw/FpCJ0TWLAe0/s1600-h/20031031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpwjSKgII/AAAAAAAAACw/FpCJ0TWLAe0/s320/20031031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202196064904052866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a "curiosity" (say the word in a scouse accent  - it sounds better). The soundtrack album form the 1965 animated feature &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, by  jazz composer Vince Guaraldi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feature itself explores the over-commercialisation of Christmas, and is even credited in some quarters with the stigmatisation of artificial Christmas trees. Powerful shit, eh? Not very seasonal right now I know - but if I put this up at Christmas it wouldn't be a curiosity, would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soundtrack is 40 minutes long, and it's a real mood swinger. Why not stick it on in your lunch hour? It's guaranteed to change your day, and you'll still have time for a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/122707784dd61c2e/"&gt;DOWNLOAD THE SOUNDTRACK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for more "curiosities" in the coming weeks - unless you're a cat that is. And don't forget to work on that accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpZTSKgGI/AAAAAAAAACg/W43ruWw2Py4/s1600-h/Peanuts_Charlie_Brown_Yellow_Shirt-T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpZTSKgGI/AAAAAAAAACg/W43ruWw2Py4/s320/Peanuts_Charlie_Brown_Yellow_Shirt-T.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202195665472094306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-6727976027053197941?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/6727976027053197941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=6727976027053197941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/6727976027053197941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/6727976027053197941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/curiosities-1-charlie-brown-chirstmas.html' title='Curiosities #1: A Charlie Brown Christmas Soundtrack'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SDHpwTSKgHI/AAAAAAAAACo/EhgXDm0dWqw/s72-c/514c73pMJHL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-4312878805899349365</id><published>2008-05-14T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:44:36.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale of the tape 3: Hip hop 120 and the Amsterdam mix</title><content type='html'>Download the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hip hop 120 tape&lt;/span&gt; now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/1205557342e312a8/"&gt;SIDE A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/12106652778f49a1/"&gt;SIDE B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/1205557342e312a8/"&gt;Amsterdam mix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCwJ_jSKgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/lP_CyMLdSRM/s1600-h/Al+and+Charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCwJ_jSKgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/lP_CyMLdSRM/s320/Al+and+Charlie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200542657113915474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-4312878805899349365?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/4312878805899349365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=4312878805899349365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/4312878805899349365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/4312878805899349365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/tale-of-tape-3-def-jam-samplerale-of.html' title='Tale of the tape 3: Hip hop 120 and the Amsterdam mix'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCwJ_jSKgFI/AAAAAAAAACY/lP_CyMLdSRM/s72-c/Al+and+Charlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-5571855556712348093</id><published>2008-05-08T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:19:40.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale of the tape 3: Def Jam Sampler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCN5pJ8aMFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OI-Q06_5kus/s1600-h/def_jam.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCN5pJ8aMFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OI-Q06_5kus/s320/def_jam.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198132142866575442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So def so def so def it's the def jam... sampler tape! This one came out in 1987, and had a very interesting - you could even say strange - mix of music. It's funny to look back at these old compilations through the lens of today's personality-led and oh-so-over-compartmentalised  music industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're into dubstep, but can't stand bassline (or vice-versa) then this tape probably isn't for you. If on the other hand you don't even know what these labels mean, then congratulations - not only are you bound to enjoy this tape, but you're also more likely to be happy, live in a decent house and dress properly. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hell, you can do anything with your life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this genre-straining mix include? Well, there's rap with a heavy rock flavour, a hip hop legend on form lyrically, a dollop of spacy soul, some bass-heavy instrumentals and even a touch of go-go. By the way, whatever happened to Chuck Stanley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.discogs.com/release/89879"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for a full track listing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt; the sampler now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/11755430fd12d233/"&gt;SIDE A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/11755599132f5354/"&gt;SIDE B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-5571855556712348093?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/5571855556712348093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=5571855556712348093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/5571855556712348093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/5571855556712348093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/tale-of-tape-3-def-jam-sampler.html' title='Tale of the tape 3: Def Jam Sampler'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SCN5pJ8aMFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OI-Q06_5kus/s72-c/def_jam.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-493636990105766656</id><published>2008-05-08T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:01:18.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibit A: letter to Chuck D from US Army</title><content type='html'>Now, this is very exciting. I've managed to get my hands on the original letter sent by the US Army to Chuck D, which inspired Public Enemy's light-hearted, 1988 pop ditty (it was either Bomb Squad or Stock Aitken &amp; Waterman production - I can't remember) &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Steel_in_the_Hour_of_Chaos"&gt;Black Steel in the hour of chaos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cost me $400 on ebay, but it was money well spent in order to own such a classic document and precious piece of hip hop history. Look out for more 'Exhibits' in the coming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/1255035012883eea/"&gt;DOWNLOAD A SCAN OF THE LETTER HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now watch the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9uPlIaF65PM"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; of the track the letter inspired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-493636990105766656?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/493636990105766656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=493636990105766656' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/493636990105766656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/493636990105766656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhibit-letter-to-chuck-d-from-us-army.html' title='Exhibit A: letter to Chuck D from US Army'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-8076286803565708402</id><published>2008-05-01T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T07:44:35.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALE OF THE TAPE 2: SPOOKY STUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmevgSPzoI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Q2p8SZmydM/s1600-h/spooky_tape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmevgSPzoI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Q2p8SZmydM/s320/spooky_tape.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195358184106086018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mix tape was originally recorded some time in summer 1993 by &lt;a href="http://www.theblackghosts.co.uk/"&gt;Theo Keating&lt;/a&gt;, aka DJ Touche. Me and &lt;a href="http://www.theschemes.com/blog/charlieshazer/"&gt;Charlie Shazer&lt;/a&gt; would hang out in Theo's bedroom and he'd just start mixing records from his enviable collection, and surprisingly one of us would often have the presence of mind to stick a tape in and record the output on his famously hi-tech (ahem) set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen to this music today it also reminds me of staying the night with Charlie in his shared house in Brixton. We'd listen to hip-hop most of the night - after all it was the golden era - but then the spooky tape would always go on later. We'd drift off to sleep to side B, only to be woken up with a jolt when the music took a dramatic turn, and just start laughing about it. Charlie christened it the 'Spooky stuff' and scribbled the name on the cassette. And so a legend was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tape became a real stalwart not just for entertaining guests, but also for sending them to sleep and waking them up again. It stayed with me for years - until I lent it out to &lt;a href="http://soundsofthecanyon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dan Canyon&lt;/a&gt;, who also kept it for quite a while, no doubt addicted to the same disturbing sleep pattern. Dan gave it back to me years later, digitised. He looked very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what about the music itself? Good point. Well, side A is a classy mix of soul/funk classics that would grace any specialised collection, such as Barry White's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Deeper and deeper&lt;/span&gt;, Aaron Neville's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hercules&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Harlem river drive&lt;/span&gt; by Donald Byrd and the Blackbirds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it spooky? I just assumed you were too scared to ask.  While Side B starts of in the same vein as Side A, with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ike's Mood&lt;/span&gt; being a typical track, somewhere around the 20-minute mark - just when you're totally chilled out - the tape takes a disturbing turn. Imagine Tchaikovsky was commissioned to make scary music for a Hanna Barbera halloween special, and it's erm, probably nothing like that, but you get the idea. As for precisely what this scary music is - I've never known, and genuinely don't want to know. It's just the Spooky stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Charlie, to Dan Canyon for bringing this gem back to life, and of course to Theo for creating this very special recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD SPOOKY STUFF HERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/1137067469855bd3/"&gt;SIDE A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/11371127e6e62dfa/"&gt;SIDE B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other spooky stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeBgSPzlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MtOSuKkkXpk/s1600-h/halloween_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeBgSPzlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/MtOSuKkkXpk/s320/halloween_image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195357393832103506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeBwSPzmI/AAAAAAAAABY/p4ke7aM4jXw/s1600-h/Shaggy-scooby-scared-1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeBwSPzmI/AAAAAAAAABY/p4ke7aM4jXw/s320/Shaggy-scooby-scared-1969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195357398127070818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeCASPznI/AAAAAAAAABg/dTT4jztAtaU/s1600-h/boris_johnson_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmeCASPznI/AAAAAAAAABg/dTT4jztAtaU/s320/boris_johnson_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195357402422038130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-8076286803565708402?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/8076286803565708402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=8076286803565708402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/8076286803565708402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/8076286803565708402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-mix-tape-was-originally-recorded.html' title='TALE OF THE TAPE 2: SPOOKY STUFF'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmevgSPzoI/AAAAAAAAABo/3Q2p8SZmydM/s72-c/spooky_tape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-7948133735753625766</id><published>2008-04-27T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:48:58.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TALE OF THE TAPE 1: Mike Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBUK9ASPziI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3qBlVDI3jVY/s1600-h/taleofthetape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBUK9ASPziI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3qBlVDI3jVY/s320/taleofthetape.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194069788406566434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Scroll down for downloads)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaah, Mike Allen. Was he more important than people give him credit for? His hip hop show, broadcast on Capital Radio every weekend in the mid-80s, was a real treat for budding b-boys. It took hip hop deep into the home counties and to small towns like mine that were otherwise-disconnected from the scene in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own memory is of home taping sessions on my own late-night on a Friday, and earlier for the Saturday show with my first girlfriend, Sarah. My old tape deck was by the bed and I used to keep play and record pressed down but locked on pause, waiting for Allen to stop speaking and play a track I liked. If I ever did just leave the tape to run and catch his interviews or longer links, I'd usually re-record over them later. This strategy seems sadly flawed now. Yes, I did cram in some cool tracks, but it's Allen who seems the more interesting today, not the music. When I dusted off the tapes to digitise them, I was expecting to uncover a treasure trove of old skool gems from hip-hop's glory days, clumsily broken up by Allen's over-dulcet tones. But then something strange happened - I quickly found myself fast-fowarding through a dull procession of average, 808-based recordings and West Coast electro for glimpses of his voice, like a favourite uncle that I really missed. Suddenly, I regretted all that over-dubbing. I also remembered how much I'd annoyed my girlfriend back then, by not-so-surreptitiously reaching for the pause button when I was meant to be concentrating on something else: "If you touch that stereo AGAIN I'm bloody going home. That Italian bloke from the Wimpy really fancies me, you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to Mike Allen for helping to introduce me to hip hop and so badly-chaperoning me on all those weekend nights, and to my first girlfriend for sharing me with the likes of Duke Bootie, Mantronix and Doug E Fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Download&lt;/span&gt; one of my Mike Allen shows now (originally broadcast June 8, 1986).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/11217451badc145d/"&gt;Side 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/112176340a72d6bb/"&gt;Side 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBULXASPzjI/AAAAAAAAABA/_Grh-DGdgFc/s1600-h/mike+allen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBULXASPzjI/AAAAAAAAABA/_Grh-DGdgFc/s320/mike+allen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194070235083165234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue:&lt;br /&gt;Mike Allen is now with Smooth FM. Sarah Taylor is married to that Italian bloke from the Wimpy. I've still got the tapes. Who's really the richer man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some movies featuring Mike Allen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Check the one in red - it's a girl" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tsd4xYI7jWw&amp;amp;hl=en" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed width="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tsd4xYI7jWw&amp;amp;hl=en" wmode="transparent" height="330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Electro Rock intro from 1985 - look out for Mike Allen at the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="330"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-R07kkftm4&amp;amp;hl=en" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed width="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-R07kkftm4&amp;amp;hl=en" wmode="transparent" height="330" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-7948133735753625766?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/7948133735753625766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=7948133735753625766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7948133735753625766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7948133735753625766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='TALE OF THE TAPE 1: Mike Allen'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBUK9ASPziI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3qBlVDI3jVY/s72-c/taleofthetape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442386704591153838.post-7629344476546219402</id><published>2008-02-02T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:40:19.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Ga Ga</title><content type='html'>Radio. Suckers never play me. Well, maybe Chuck D had a point but it didn't stop me getting a gig on local radio, despite being underground (Ok, ok -  I work in publishing and live in Sussex, but in a perverse way that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; underground). Anyway, these files are hour-long mixes from my Thursday night show called "The Nightwatchman". The idea was to mix together some some late night music of all flavours - from rock and credible pop through to the more usual suspects such as soul/neo-soul, disco, house, electro and hip-hop. Did it work? It was probably more Alan Partridge than John Peel, but at least I gave it a go. It was cool just to blend together my favourite tracks from different eras and genres - whether lo-fi MP3s, old CDs with quiet recordings or new stuff with booming production - and push them all out over the radio in a single mix with that 'warm' FM sound. "An elaborate way to master your mix'" as one producer friend said. Cheaper than T-Racks, and a hell of a lot more fun. But the main reason I did it was just to reach people with the music I'm passionate about. I just love the idea of some local geezer in his car, stuck at the traffic lights, and hearing Theo Parrish, Larry Levan or Mantronix on my show. Oh, and he might also have heard Public Ememy. Looks like Chuck was wrong after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some memorable quotes from the shows:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Aleem twins are welcome in East Grinstead anytime"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kudos is not a cheap aftershave"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmgrASPzpI/AAAAAAAAABw/snNiaxLfH4A/s1600-h/turb_broom_dance_thumb-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmgrASPzpI/AAAAAAAAABw/snNiaxLfH4A/s320/turb_broom_dance_thumb-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195360305819930258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spent hours trying to copy that dance move that Turbo did with the broom in the movie &lt;em&gt;Breakin'&lt;/em&gt;, and I just couldn't pull it off. But at least the house was tidy afterwards."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/11188545793e7b63/"&gt;Download a show here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/11188545793e7b63/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AT WORK ON THE RADIO (Thanks to &lt;a href="http://craigsolo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Craig Solo&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6038bb2695fe71e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6038bb2695fe71e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332011098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D5A626E6C851428C7C98A1DE73AEF99B539BFA.7478CB8479332D9F4385F5F02663F4F5CD32F673%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6038bb2695fe71e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drrvjqw1v_nkN8FOIpCUjsD7mXlM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6038bb2695fe71e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332011098%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D5A626E6C851428C7C98A1DE73AEF99B539BFA.7478CB8479332D9F4385F5F02663F4F5CD32F673%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6038bb2695fe71e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Drrvjqw1v_nkN8FOIpCUjsD7mXlM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5442386704591153838-7629344476546219402?l=soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6038bb2695fe71e8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/feeds/7629344476546219402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442386704591153838&amp;postID=7629344476546219402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7629344476546219402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442386704591153838/posts/default/7629344476546219402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soundsoftheprism.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-blog-is-currently-being-updated.html' title='Radio Ga Ga'/><author><name>alex prism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00310390972322479556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/R6il_ejVp3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/0NK3Us9E71Q/S220/Alex-Prism_web2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YY5gU6lCxw/SBmgrASPzpI/AAAAAAAAABw/snNiaxLfH4A/s72-c/turb_broom_dance_thumb-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
