Archive for October 13th, 2008

Southern Arizona, USA

Brainwaves

John Moe: I was walking around some of your instruments earlier, and I saw something called a “Brainwave Monitor.”

Elliot Bergman: Yes, this is one of our most unusual instrument and one of our most dangerous as well. It’s some sort of quack medical device, and I found it at a thrift store for a couple dollars. It makes a shrieking sound when you plug it into an amplifier.

It looks like a little guitar pedal, and you can plug in a diode that you would, theoretically, attach to your head and monitor what’s happening in your mind. It’s slowly transitioning from medical device to musical instrument.

Here

MP3: Nomo – Brainwaves (Live On Weekend America)

Cowboy Poets

The desert swims like a silver sea
In the light of a big full moon
And strong and clear there comes to me
The lilt of the first guard’s tune.
Fire camp is burning bright,
Cook’s got more wood than he needs
We’ll be telling some awful tales tonight
Of races and big stampedes.
I’m getting too old for that line of talk:
The desperados they’ve known,
Their wonderful methods of handling stock
And, the fellows they have seen get thrown

What’s that I see walking fast?
It’s a horse that’s slipping through.
He is trying to make it out through the pass:
Come mighty near doin’ it too.
Get back there. What are you trying to do?
You have no chance to bolt.
Old boy, I was wrangling a bunch like you
Before you was even a colt.

- From “The Old Night Hawk” by Bruce Kiskaddon

Cowboy Poets trailer

Cowboy Poets in full from the amazing Folkstreams