made a DIY steadicam, about $40

I was making a video for work where I needed to walk around a lot and looked for a way to avoid the bouncy look of someone holding a camera I saw in so many videos. (We’ll see if it panned out). I found a cheap DIY steadicam solution I wanted to built for myself and ended up building it last Friday night and using it Saturday morning for work.

Here’s the idea I used: http://littlegreatideas.com/stabilizer/diy/. He used to sell them for $40 but it looks like his supplier upped their prices so it’s all DIY (do it yourself) now.

I followed the step-by-step instructions from this video. I think they just followed the link above and made a video, since he doesn’t have a step-by-step video.

I had a laptop out in the garage while I built it and just did one step at a time. It took me about two hours to build – not too bad. That’s also how long it took me to find the parts around town. The 1-1/2 wide 1/4″ washers weren’t at Home Depot, the first place I went, they’re a specialty item. They did have them at Lowes (who has a pretty good mobile website, I found them while standing in Home Depot on my phone), .

a bent washer

You want both bent, one to hold the camera and one to stay snug against the weight on the bottom.

the bottom of the steadicam

Cracked this one a bit but it still holds fine.

rubber ring attached to camera

I thought this might keep the camera from being scratched.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The ones I bought were Zinc-plated, though, so they were harder to bend – the process described in the video didn’t work for me, but bending them by tightening them against the weight at the bottom of the rig did, so I did that, took the washer off and put it at the top, then did it again for the washer I would keep there. I also added a rubber ring that I had from a plumbing kit to not scratch the bottom of the camera.

The weight I used was 2.5 lbs. – I have a pretty light camera, so it works. If I had a heavier camera I would have wanted a heavier one.

steadicam on ground with viewfinder open

it does stand on its own but not very stable

steadicam without camer

I kept an extra bolt on top to make it less sharp in case my kid trips into it. You don't need it for the build.

Drilling the holes took the longest. I used vegetable oil to hold the shavings and keep the drill bit from catching on fire or whatever it was going to do. I bought a vice, which I didn’t have, for about $20, so that added to the total price. Without it it would have been $40. So, all told, $60. The steel was cheap, so were the caps – the bolts and screws were the expensive thing. If you’re looking for a deal I’d price the bolts and nuts before you head to your nearest store, which I did. I found the weight at Walmart for about two bucks. All in all, I paid more than the $14 advertised, but I get the feeling that tutorial/site been up for a while and prices of the materials have changed since then. I’ll try to get $40 of use out of it.

I’ll try again with the aluminum frame mentioned on the written description in the extras – I was excited to try the kinds of shots Raimi got in the Evil Dead 2 but it’ll have to keep. The aluminum bent and broke when I was bending it, I cut the aluminum slightly but I think I bent it the wrong way.
The top screw goes right into the camera – I’d like to make a rig with an actual tripod top eventually, maybe like the frugal floater (strange name for a clever DIY merlin-style steadicam).

I need more practice with it, but the weight at the bottom automatically adjusted for some of my walking bounces. This is a rough estimate of how it looks – most of the fault is likely mine because of lack of practice. The camera belongs to work – it is a Canon Vixia HF series.

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Mad Men 5.1 – layers

I haven’t watched 5.2, but it’s DVR’d.

At first I was pretty underwhelmed at first the season opener, 5.1, “A Little Kiss”. I wondered about watching the rest of the season – what would be the point? But apparently it needed to stew. I feel like I “get” the episode after a full week of subconscious mulling. It is, in the end, about character. The shocking or exciting bits are really just for show – the base of the show revolves around character development and change. Which, hey, pretty cool that a show cares that much about character. They take a hit sometimes on it, but it will have legs because of it.

Updates on our peeps -

  1. Roger is devolving. His relationship with Jane has reached the conclusion we thought it would hit earlier, until they had that sweet party at their house in the summer. Now it’s there – they can’t seem to understand each other or stand each other. He’s poaching Pete’s business buying influence because he can’t earn it. He still gets great lines, but he’s headed for another falling out.
  2. Pete is becoming a fuddy-duddy. He isn’t apologetic about his being a father, and he’s gradually settling into his age and maturity and place in the company. He still precious, but as it turns out he actually was worth his weight in gold, they were smart to bring him on.
  3. Don is high all the time. He works and lives with his fix, a young, pleasant, sexy relationship. He’s opened up to her about his past, somewhat at least (she knows he’s Dick Whitman) but he’s still controlling and selfish. His Id is in full swing, except around his kids, which is where he’s always shown his humanity.
    The weird interaction between Megan and Don in their apartment is completely intentional – this is Megan’s power over Don. He won’t let her go, because she’s his drug, and his role at work is his power over her (along with his handsomeness, which everyone keeps mentioning in case we forgot) but their connection after is almost warm and normal. Megan is smarter than she lets on. It will be interesting to see where she ends up – not where I could predict, likely, since that’s how the show rolls.
  4. Joan’s “Oh no they’ve replaced me” plot was kind of frustrating, basically it’s the tension to keep her included and sweep in an ongoing black character. Her talk with Lane, though, was my favorite scene in the episode, I enjoy their professional camaraderie and scoffing at everyone else in the office.
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if you like Mad Men, you’ll probably love…Mad Men

So, Mad Men.

two bottles of liquor

important co-stars of the show, who go on to play leads in certain episodes

What’s it about? A bunch of rich advertising executives in the 60′s in New York. On the one hand, at least it’s not about four quirky people in a quirky living arrangement. Hooray for that. On the other hand, why do we care? It’s a bunch of stressed out, selfish alcoholics all gunning at each other in a work environment so toxic women take turns falling apart in the bathroom and every guy has a liquor cabinet in their office in need of replenishing.

So why watch it? It’s not an easy watch. I have at least three friends, friends whose media advice I trust (or know how much to trust) give up on it after half a dozen episodes, sometimes more. There are no heroes – no white hats or black hats, they’re all gray. If someone does something noble, you can bet in the next episode or two they’ll do something vile to bring them back to level.

So again, why watch? Because it’s like watching a novel. Because it’s nice to watch a show where it’s clear, no matter what their intentions are, that the people making the show know what they’re doing and know how to do it. That even if they’re going to depress the crap out of you, they’ll do it with style and invention that it will be better than anything else you watched on TV that week. Because the characters on the show will seem real, depressingly sometimes. Because it’s so well shot. SO well shot.

Because the writing is acute, intensely researched, personal, and unpredictable, on a season, episode, scene, and beat level. Both overall and from scene-to-scene, I consistently guessed wrong what would happen, which event would be focused on and how it would be taken by the characters. Notice how the reveal for key information never comes out how or when you think it will. One character’s key revelation about their past is done in a way to not only give them great depths but show that they are stronger and more resourceful than we thought, and go beyond the reveal itself. Another comes too late to save a relationship, and instead of a  hug there’s a friendly pat on the back. Even if people’s reactions to situations are predictable, their actual words are never what you think they will be. Events, like weddings, births, deaths, are portrayed as the game-changers they are, though sometimes not initially, but again usually not in the way we think they will be. A wedding may appear to be a great thing and fall on it’s head immediately, and another has legs we didn’t think would be there. We feel like we’re wandering around chaotic, smart, real people’s lives. We’re treated to most of the chaos and some of the joys.

peggy

peggy

Notice how the work environment’s toxicity keeps us interested for a while, and eases off when other storylines get interesting. Notice how characters are pretty normal. Peggy is introduced, not as an innocent, but naive. She’s fine with learning how things work and doing what has to be done to move up the ranks, whether they’re moral or not, she’s just not sure what they are, and they keep changing. Notice how Pete Cambpell can tantrum any situation – ANYTHING – into a personal attack on his career, and still be loyal to the firm and perform well. Notice how nothing gets to Ken. Notice how pretty much everything gets to Kinsey.

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Devolution Don

Notice Don devolve. This is one place the show has it’s cake and eats it too. He’s the hub of the show, and his mystery slowly unravels, somewhat unremarkably at some points, but his current status contrasted with his mysterious background works on multiple levels – anyone can make it in America, he deserves to be where he is, he works harder than anyone else in the firm so he deserves succcess, no matter his other faults. We get some pleasure out of watching someone who hasn’t wised up do a nosedive. Ha ha, we think. You’re gonna tank. And then he avoids it. But he should nosedive. To be clinical about it, Don dampens the pain of a high-pressure work environment, an unfulfilling marriage, and a past he’s so deeply ashamed of it sends him into a helpless spiral every time it’s exposed by being an alcoholic sex addict who works too much. He’s the most clear case of a shame-based personality I’ve seen on popular TV. It’s a miracle he’s watchable – but he is, not just because he can hold liquor, is handsome and can bed every woman who comes within ten feet of him (it’s like they’re all getting instructions from a male fantasy), but because he works hard, is successful and considered a local rainmaker, and is mysterious. So on the other hand, to be romantic about it, Don is a handsome, mysterious, successful man with a painful past just waiting to be healed up by some woman’s love and encouragement. Both of these sides – a rehab patient waiting to happen and a romance novel suit – are played up or dampened according to some metronome in the creator, Matt Weiner’s, head. Watching Don is like gambling – some percentage of the time he does something noble that upsets people, and the rest of the time he’s a schmuck. Not just a schmuck – he does one or two seriously repugnant things. We keep waiting for the noble.

Which leads to another reason to watch the show. It’s a tutorial in character development. Watch the first episode, then imagine a show in which in the fourth season you’d actually be voting his wife off the island. And Don hasn’t gotten any better. Notice how they do it. *Spoilers ahead* First, they turn his wife from a model of love and domesticy into a shrew, and do so in a way that makes her devolve in reaction to hisactions and external situations. We are only watching this part of their life together, not the good earlier years. Second, they give her no backstory. Don has great depths – if we had a few scenes of a past where she seemed likeable – outgoing, kind, generous, hard-working, our heart would go out to her and not to Don – but instead she is priveledged, shallow, and vapid, from what we gather, since we don’t get her backstory. She’s probably the biggest casualty in terms of character development, likely to keep some shine on Don. Third, if Betty is not the Black Sheep in the episode, someone else, is. If Don does something stupid, someone else does something worse. He doesn’t stay the bad guy for too long. Fourth, they give him increasing responsibility for others. Even if we want him to fail, his failure will hurt others who we sympathize with and don’t seem to run into unicorns and rainbow dust like he seems to. Fifth, he’s a caring father. He doesn’t hit his kids, he seems to genuinely love them (again the contrast here with Betty is striking). He is handsome (lines by everyone else are used to reinforce this). He is mysterious and wounded – he won’t let anyone close, he needs unraveled. He is sporadically ethical.

That’s part of the dare that Mad Men makes with viewers. It dares you to drop it. It messes with you. This is remarkable, even if it’s frustating as a viewer. In an age where many shows struggle to appear competent or even watchable, it has layers, characters whose big moment comes half-way through the third season, huge issues like abortion, adultery, alcoholism, domestic abuse, rape, suicide, racism, masculinity and sexism that it addresses matter-of-factly, sometimes chillingly, and eventually with a heavy dose of reality, on a TV channel that doens’t allow graphic nudity, swearing, or gore.

Elevators, man.

One scene in Mad Men typifies the way it gets away with having a show about adult concepts and showing them without being graphic. Near the end of “For Those Who Think Young” (S2E1) Don gets into an elevator and listens to a graphic conversation between two guys about one of their recent conquests. They talk in code – the equivalent of adults spelling out words to each other – but if you know what they’re talking about, it’s pretty nasty and innapropriate for the elevator they share with 50′ish woman. Don tells one of them, “Take your hat off” – there’s a woman present – and takes it off for him. It shows two things – they can talk about stuff without showing it because they know what to include and what to leave out. It also shows how no one says what they mean – Don could have just said shut up. Instead he went around it, and go the same result.

It uses the overpropriety of the time as a theme. Very rarely do people say what they actually mean. The distance between what’s said and what is meant is sometimes a mile wide. Sometimes diametrically opposed, particularly at home and with Betty. For example:

headcount is now 7

Structurally, this politeness tension is a great mechanism because after a while we’re hungry for someone to tell it like it is. Don, especially, hides his feelings, which works on many levels – when he finally shares them it’s a payoff for us for hanging on so long, and it’s a sign of growth for the character as well. It rewards close attention, and sometimes punishes the viewer for it, when characters are cruel to each other and it’s like listening in to a quiet song with a blaring chorus.

In the end Mad Men is a show I admire the crud out of. I don’t know that I’d throw it in on a rainy day – it’s not comfort food – although I found myself watching long segments looking for those images. It’s a challenge to viewers, but it’s trying something new, is meticuously self-consistent and well-written, is well-thought out, and compelling. It deserves the praise it gets, but it’s not for everyone.

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TV Halloween Netflix Instant fodder

With the Halloween upon us and the advent of good streaming selections, we don’t all have to punch each other out to get the good scary movie for Halloween. If we celebrate Halloween. If we don’t celebrate Halloween, we probably aren’t reading this.

If we are still reading this, some good picks from Netflix Instant:

Anya as a bunny

Buffy – Fear Itself (S4E4, Neflix, Amazon) Mainly Anya in the Bunny suit. Best episodes have lots going on – Xander and Anya get closer, Oz and Willow get closer, Buffy and Riley get closer, they meet/see the Initiative.

 

 

angel is a puppetAngel – Since every episode could be Halloween, I’m not picking the actual Halloween episode. It’s kinna weak. (S5E5, if you’re wondering). Instead watch Smile Time (S5E14, Netflix, Amazon) – it combines the creepy and the funny pretty well – Angel turns into a puppet.

 

king of the hill halloweenKing of the Hill – Hilloween (S2E4, Netflix). Oddly moving, and well-written, but not scary. Hank takes on someone trying to cancel Halloween. Does that King of the Hill thing where it plainly lays out both sides of the argument and then pokes fun at them.
“He’s a Satanist.”
“That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“It’s true.”
“Oh. Dang.”

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Ebooks and lazy

I was reading Pleasures of Reading in the Age of Distraction – (which is actually less pretentious than you’d think, I’ll review it soon) a book I picked up from the library because it was out on the new books shelf. I got to a section where he talks about writing in the margins – something that frustrates me about good books I get from the library, not being able to mark them up – and I bought a digital version on my phone and started reading it right there on the bus, where I could mark it up. And the marks, and notes, will sync across all of my devices, along with the books.
What a world we live in.
I felt a little strange about buying it – reading the paper book about reading books must have awoken some alarmed guilt about digital books – but I’m getting to where I care less.
Really what does it matter? It’s either wood pulp in my hands or a metal, glass, and plastic device. The difference is the device is more expensive and requires electricity to run.
But can you imagine people saying, when faced with either a home projector system or a flat screen TV with a blu-ray player, scoffing at the blu-ray because it isn’t the same experience? Yeah, so can I. The same people who buy albums in vinyl instead of CD or MP3. They’re different experiences. The delivery mechanism is different – thus the delivery is different. But I don’t think it’s an either/or relationship. We don’t need to all standardize – whatever works. I find I will not forget books that are on my phone – I find the prices to generally be about the cost of an album, so if I’m building up collections I’ll likely look for used paper copies. In this case the kindle version was actually cheaper. it comes up for every book I get now, though – is it online? Is it cheaper? Will I want to loan it out? Will I be using Kindle in 10 years? Who knows. But I wanted to make marks on it right then, and I could. Amazing.

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Lines and meeting imaginary people: Notes on Disneyworld

Lines. If you like lines, you should go to Disneyworld. There are a lot of lines. There were lines inside of lines – lines that led into other lines, which then siphoned off into smaller lines. Whole families of lines, leading into each other. Some rides were clever about it, videos, video games, crowd-sourced activities while you wait. But it was still pretty much all about lines. It was overwhelmingly a game of finding which rides or shows had the smallest lines, the fastest lines, and determining how long it would take us to get there, and how long the pain of that line compared with the joy of that ride versus the pain of the other line with the joy of the other ride. We would get a fast pass for Space Mountain, then wait in line for something less popular. Then get another Fast Pass for something else (which basically allows you to get past most of the line, but you can only get one at a time, basically). The amount of time spent in lines in every part of the trip versus actual Disneytainment was like 10:1. In the end we were more impressed that we managed to get on a certain list of rides than we were the rides themselves.

baby chewing on stroller counter

She's practical, that comes from my wife's side.

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This, with baby strapped to chest, was usually fastest.

Characters. Meeting the characters was both the low point and the highlight. Meeting characters is another name for standing in line to see people dressed up in costumes. You may be amused to know we took our 3-year old, dubbed the “Wild Man” by more than one person. You may guess that he was, not in fact, good at lines. This was a recurring theme. Ha ha, you say. You took a 3-year old. Good luck, mate! Yeah well. It went like this in terms of low points and high points: lowlowlowlowlowlowlowlowlowlowlowlowHIGHdone. He does not see the point of lines, personal space, or safety, around while staying in said line. To watch him talk to some college kid dressed in a costume like a person he’s seen on TV and is not developmentally advanced enough to not recognize as a costumed person is still pretty charming despite the whole He’s/She’s Gonna Find Out About Santa Soon Enough-ness of it all. MA (age 6) got a kick out of it. I thought, I imagined, that I saw the split in her head, knowing it wasn’t really Cinderella, but thinking it was Cinderella. But she was star struck. For me, seeing characters (again, people dressed up like Disney icons) the way I heard someone describe seeing naked people at Burning Man: the first day it’s pretty shocking and exciting, but by the third day, it’s pretty ho-hum. “Yep, that’s Pooh-Bear. Ok, we’re going to watch All About Plants, they have air conditioning.”

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word to the sistas

Credit where credit’s due, though: props to Cinderella’s stepsisters and stepmother. I don’t know if they were given a longer leash because they are both unpopular and unlikable on screen but the characters were very funny. The one took EJ on her lap and started asking him when they could get married, and the other quizzes MA on her name and favorite cheeses. Everyone was professional, don’t get me wrong, all the princesses were kind and the characters took as long as we needed with the two star-struck kids. But they stood out because they were actually funny, everyone else had to come across as silent or sweet.

Random. There were lots of couples/groups there without kids. To which I say ‘Why?’, then run to stop my kid from hitting strangers with his sword, then go, ‘Oh’.

Expensive. Do you have some cash to burn? Head to a park that is expensive to get into, so you can buy expensive gear that you can also get at Walmart or second-hand at the Goodwill if you’re patient.  Those balloons inside balloons, like a Mickey-head inside a transparent balloon? How much would those cost? Normally a couple of bucks. But it’s Disney, so it’s expensive. So $5? They’re $10. For a balloon! Did they invent a new way of doing balloons to make those, and they’re backpaying the inventor? Is it that hard to get that little ballon in the bigger balloon? It must be a thing – money spent at Disney is worth more to the spender than money spent other places, even though it gets less for it.

Pins? Forget about it. Like $5 to start (this for the tiny little metal thingies, pins) up to $14 for more ornate or classic pins. Pins. Little pieces of metal. There are all sorts of strategies to get around this, apparently, like second mortgages, or buying crap before you go and then pretending to your kids that you got it there. It’s shocking. And I did it, too, because my little kiddies wanted it and every other ride let out into a themed gift shop. I can’t think of a more clearly laid-out and executed commercial exploitation of kids’ feelings and impulses.

Along with the pins, it’s cool to see the subcultures pop up, and then depressing once I think through them. There’s a heavily encouraged pin-trading community (buy our stuff, then trade with others, but only those who have bought our stuff!), and a “put your crap up in the window of your hotel/motel room to show you’re a true Disney fan” community in the resorts. Magically, sometimes a cleaning person puts a rolled-up towel animal head in your room (like the Godfather, but nicer), so you put that in the window too, to show you’ve been graced by the cleaning people gods. We got one, I was a little too excited for my kid to see it so they knew they were in the cool club. I’m not sure they cared.  I kept checking other people’s windows and getting ticked we didn’t get more. ‘Why the crap didn’t we get that lizard-looking thing? They got two!’ But we didn’t have a ton of gear in our windows, either.

Overall: I’d do it again, maybe, in like 10 years, when the kids can go off on their own with their teen sibling and my wife and I can go to all the scary rides or stay back at the pool, or go to the beach, or a different theme park with more roller coasters and garbage on the ground. I will give them that – they were very clean. And employees were almost universally strangely enchanted with working there, singing along with the songs and enjoying the parades. It’s possible it’s very rewarding – if you see into kids’ souls every freaking day as they gaze up at their plastic heroes, that would pack a punch. But good grief.

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Food is to food poisoning as media is to [blank].

In college I got some food (don’t remember what) at a Taco Bell on 9th street in Provo at the bottom of the hill. I scarfed it down, and probably got on to the exciting business of making the World’s Best Emotionally Wrenching Mix CD. Not too much later, I remember thinking something wasn’t right and headed to the bathroom to reverse engineer that deliciously inauthentic Mexican food right outta my mouth. And kept on reverse engineering all blessed night long.

Here’s how that’s not like Jaws.

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you eat my hopes and dreams when you eat that little paper boy, Brucie

I saw Jaws when I was 3 or 4, I’m told. I remember seeing it at a friend’s house, down in the basement. He was rich and had a VCR, which was the requirement for having a VCR back then. They’d taped it from TV, because Rory Schneider’s final words to the shark were “Open up you shudabup!” We watched that shudabup line again and again. Classic.

What effect did watching Jaws have on a 4 year old? Scarred for life, I think, is the term. Maybe you were too. Lots of people were. Have you seen it lately? Give it a try. It holds up pretty well. I remember genuinely believing the shark painted on the bottom of the local swimming pool (WHY did they paint a shark on the bottom of a pool? WHY did he taunt me with his goofy grin and sailor hat?) was going to eat me when I jumped off the high dive as a kid. To be honest, I still look over my shoulder a little when I do my bi-annual laps at the YMCA.

Watching Jaws at that age was the food equivalent of a poorly prepared Fugu. There was damage done. That’s the thing with media. It can stay with you. I like this line from Blake Snyder -

Movies are intricately made emotion machines.

Media can hit in a deep, lingering, impactful way. If we ingest media we regret, we cannot ‘work off the pounds’ or use our biologically wired ingestion refusal system. It’s in there. We can avoid thinking about it, we can temper it by filling our minds with other things, but it is in there. Even if we don’t think about it, it influences our thinking. Except those movies about tooth decay or the order the states, those don’t seem to have done jack for me.

Another example: at a friend’s house again, I remember watching satellite TV. We were flipping through and saw a horror movie. Some teens hid under a stairway in an empty room in a large house. They were whimpering and cold and wet. A gal started to go up the stairs. A vampire flew at her, knocked her to the ground and started chewing on her neck. When he was done he left or flew away or something. The teens under the stairs screamed and ran. The gal on the floor tried to crawl away unsuccessfully, what with her open neck. Rain came down from holes in the ceiling.

It wasn’t from anything I know – and I have a pretty good working sense of all but z-grade vampire cinema – but I’ve never tried to look it up.  It may have been the combination of creepily realistic attack and aftermath, with selfish weepy friends thrown in, but that 30 second clip I watched 20 years ago still makes me feel cold. But I can still see it vividly. I can see the stairs, and the teen on the ground. We probably all have something like this. It was like a punch in the gut, a shift in the tone of the lights in the room. My buddy was as scared as I was – we quickly turned to something like Care Bears or something to take the edge off. Literally, I think we watched a light and fluffy cartoon to wash the bad taste out of our mouth as we sat there numb on a warm summer’s day.

My point is this: I’m a giant wuss who can’t handle watching scary movies. To which I say, he who hath watched Psycho in a packed midnight showing can cast the first stone. No. My point is this: we’re better off taking care with what we watch, with what we allow our kids to watch. We’re better off being a bit worried about it. Our brains are really good at remembering stuff we don’t want to remember. And, like food, it’s not the same for everyone. It’s good to know what makes us sick, and how to avoid it – what media you’re allergic to. It’s also good to know what works for you – what goes down well, what works. I’ll talk about that more later. Right now I’m hungry for Taco Bell.

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Spotify: Please come up with a better name. P.S. I love you.

How soon will Spotify be sued out of existence? Never. Because they are partially owned by record companies. Clever!

I only get those kinds of numbers when I bag on the Colts. So I don't do that any more.

How long will they stay free for unlimited streaming with some commercials? Not long. Spotify started in the UK, and in April they announced that they were limiting streams on their blog. There were 9184 comments on that blog post. The comments (the first page, anyway, I’m sure a skirmish breaks out somewhere after the 106th page) are pretty balanced, moreso than I expected. Lots of folks know they’re getting music for free, basically.

If I undertand it right, Spotify get a license to stream the music, makes money off ads (audio and visual) and from music stores it points you at. Why it’s cool – it lets you listen to the song/album if they have it, which is sort of shocking, after I’d gotten used to Pandora’s, “well, that’s a great song to choose, here’s one you’ve never heard of, kind of like it. Actually nothing like it, but as close as we could get GIVE ME A BREAK ALREADY I’M ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE.” Spotify has a pay model to remove between-song and on-screen ads (like Pandora) and there’s a mobile piece where you can pay more to listen on your iPhone/iPad.

What’s the catch?

That’s the trick. I don’t know. It’s arguably feasible.

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They likely bank of on the freemium addiction. I’ve been using it for about a month. I haven’t subscribed to any extras yet, but it’s been fun to play around with in terms of adding songs to random playlists, checking to see if certain songs or band itches I get can be satiated. I seem to fall into the “rekindling my love of music” 30-50 yr olds category, which is fine with me. I’m squarely enjoying my demographic.

My public playlists, if you want to see them, are published under (if you have premium services, I don’t see other people’s playlists?):

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dood elementary school
dood middle school
dood high school
dood college
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Some good links:

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hey Netflix, I’m still down.

Just for clarity I’m not on the Neflix payroll though I may as well be. I’m a fan. But no moola from them. I should figure out a way to do that. 

In July a little part of me died when Netflix split the pricing structure for streaming and postal DVDs but then I was so distracted by the other parts of me that needed more attention that I forgot it took affect today. Until I read the news and then someone’s post who got sniffy about it. I’ve already moved past five stages of grief. It helped that the last DVD we got I didn’t even watch – or open – I don’t have enough time to do the kind of media ingesting that I’d like to these days, but that’s what it is, what with the eating and working and flossing and so on. But I’m good with the streaming. A big reason for that is it streams to our TV through our gaming console. So it’s like watching regular TV. That made a huge difference. And, there is more than enough for our kids, who consume about four times as much as we do. For example, take a look:

an image of our Netflix queue

click on the image to see titles. OF AWESOME STUFF BECAUSE WE ROCK.

As the queue to the left shows, kids shows go until 53. The first 53 shows are for kids. Starting at 54 it’s grown up shows, and those go until 395 currently. Not a typo, nearly 400. And that’s with semi-frequent pruning. And that’s with some of those, like Bones or Psych, being whole seasons of TV. So when I say that there’s enough on there to keep me occupied for the 1 hour or so that I seem to be able to watch most days, I’m not kidding. I’ll never get to everything. I never will. It’s just nice to play with the idea of watching some of them. It’s like having a private selection within the regular selection.

I can understand people who want to queue up Scorcese, everything, not just what’s on streaming, or Haneke or Breaking Bad and plow through them, one after another, and now they have to decide between the DVDs and streaming with a limited budget, yes. I used to have more time to crank through stuff, back in my student days. But, this change was coming, it was possibly the best media deal on the market at the time and that’s why they kept raking in so many customers.

Basically, I thought streaming and mail DVDs was a gift. I didn’t expect the price to stay low long, just like I don’t expect the current rate of $7.99 to stay long if they get better streaming offerings, which they appear to be doing. It’s still cheaper and more convenient than cable, and the live shows that I hear about I can get other ways – borrow from friends, check out from the library, get from RedBox. At least for new stuff. For TV series – that’s the kicker. I don’t know that I’ll get into Game of Thrones, because it’s not exactly my thing, but if another show really starts blowing people away, and not just because it’s better than the latest NCIS clone blows people away, then I’ll have to think twice about it.

Netflix Rental

Again, I don’t think it’ll stay low. It’d be nice, and people will be Outraged when it eventually goes up, but what are you going to do? Who else has a service that comes even close? They’ve created a monopoly in a market that didn’t really exist 10 years ago. So it’s not really a monopoly yet. Apple and Amazon have streaming movies, and for people who have to see new things when they come out, they can go there. And Hulu is competing, and so are other services. So there’s a chance prices will stay. But if they want key players to give them content, they’ll have to raise the price.

See for example eMusic, which was around before iTunes, which used to offer unlimited downloads for a flat monthly fee. (As it turns out, unlimited meant something like less than 1,000 songs a month, which I soon found out). But a ton of music. I have something like 10 GB of music from that service. Most of which I don’t listen to, actually, because it’s pretty mediocre. They gradually got better content, and, as a result of the better content, were probably forced to rethink their model because the majors wanted more money. When they worked with independent music labels they were probably glad to get the music out there – but with majors they demand more money. Now, you can pay $15 for something like $30 worth of music, 30 downloads. Basically you’re paying $.50 per song instead of iTunes’ or Amazon’s $.99 or increasingly common $1.29. That’s still a better deal, but it’s a long ways from where it was. But that original model wasn’t really sustainable, probably. That’s where Netflix was.

And part of me is still in the Gee Whiz It’s Magical to Have So Many Shows On Demand phase – I’m still taken with it. It still feels pro-consumer to me, and I’d love to see it stay that way.

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operating system high school drama

I want to play video games on my Mac. In particular, I want to play some of the games I’ve invested in that are currently available via Steam on the Windows side, because they are ten gazillion times better than games available for Macs Except Valve, props to you Valve. But other than Valve (and Blizzard, you know I love you, Blizzard) pickings are pretty desperate for Mac games. Mac has a program called Bootcamp that allows slices of the hard drive to be partitioned off into different operating systems in a fairly painless way. Including Windows. So you can run Windows on your Mac.

What I had was my Mac, the Lion OS, and a Windows 7 Upgrade disc. Makes sense, right? Use Bootcamp to make a partition for Windows 7, install that, bingo.

Well, it’s been a journey.

PARTYThe Windows 7 upgrade disc is…an upgrade disc. It’s terribly insecure and can’t be alone. It needs it’s ugly friends, XP and Vista, to work. Even technically it functions without them. It just keeps reminding me how lonely it is: “I’m not meant to be alone! I work best when compared to an ugly predecessor!”

So, I could install XP on Lion to satisfy Windows 7s whining. Except that Lion (which I upgraded to like 2 weeks ago) doesn’t like XP at ALL. It is SO DONE with XP, it is like “XP? Not even. I have to put up with your buddy Windows 7, fine, but XP?” and then makes rude noises.

So I need to go back to Snow Leopard, the kinder, more understanding older sister of Lion. Which is OK with XP, not great, but gets along.

Which is fine, except to go back to Snow Leopard, you have to completely get rid of little snotty Lion. Since I couldn’t see any real benefit to Lion, except things that I didn’t need or use, I backed everything up, and reinstalled Snow Leopard.

Then I tried to install XP. And Snow Leopard was like “Look, I’ll come clean, I don’t really like XP, I like his cousin, XP SP2, so if you can bring him to the party, you’re cool, but don’t come alone. I’ll totally freeze and act like I don’t know you.” Which it did.

But I have XP. Plain old XP Home Edition straight off eBay. Probably wears its pants too high. Tucks in T-shirts.

As it turns out, there’s a very handy Frankensteinian process call slipstreaming that allows you to download SP2 (or SP3), slap it onto XP like a new haircut and jeans, and burn it onto a new CD as XP SP2. So that’s what I did. Here is the first and second tutorial I followed, here is the software I downloaded to use an ISO, and here is the software I used to burn a bootable DVD. Here’s the screenshot that made the difference for me in burning the bootable disc:

be sure to set the Cheetah CD Burner settings to the XP disc mode
note the Windows XP preset – this fixed some problems for me

So far, Snow Leopard let XP SP2 into the cool club and has allowed me to now upgrade to Windows 7, which is like replacing the cool cousin with his European poet/ninja/computer genius cousin. Snow Leopard just flocks to him. If that works, and by tomorrow night I’m able to actually run programs on Windows 7 on the Mac, I’ll consider myself a happy man. I’ll also never install another operating system on the Mac unless it promises me rubies made of kitten dreams. What a pain.

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