Sitar Metal. It’s a thing. (They’re a thing?)
And it’s exactly what you’d expect.
The Sitar fronted historic collision of Indian Classical & Metal Music, SITAR METAL is the World’s first ever Classical –Metal fusion band fronted by the Limitless Indian Instrument ‘Sitar’, creating an extremely melodic, chaotic & vast soundscape to reckon with, that is both first of it’s kind & game changing.
I’ve just heard their song It All Ends Here, Vol. 2 on the radio and I don’t quite know what I’m doing right now. Gentle dream pop intro; massive, uncompromising metal drums and bass; mental… well… it’s a sitar, and it’s all over the top of it.
It’s available to download everywhere and to listen to here. And while it will sound like a cacophony of dreadfulness to most people, I urge you to give it a go. The marriage of the classical and unmistakable Indian instrument above a dirty, Western metal backdrop is… well… it’s quite something.
More of these unholy alliances and bizarre musical couplings, please.
P.S. A big shout out to Swastik Chakravarty for his Sound Designing and Electronic music. Crazy name. Crazy guy.
I know that some people don’t consider South Africa’s own cultivar –Pinotage – to be “real wine”, but I have to say that I have done some rudimentary research and as far as I’m concerned it ticks enough of the boxes to be real wine, because it is:
an alcoholic drink made from fermented grape juice.
Yeah, there was one box and they got it.
It’s not my favourite red: a decent Bordeaux blend or a nice Shiraz gets top spot there. However, I have been sampling some Uitkyk (basically pronounced “Ate Cake”, for you forrenurs) Pinotage from 2015 and it’s really rather good.
In fact, I was instantly transported to picking wild blackberries up the Scholaby Road in Colby on Isle of Man with my very first mouthful.
Incredibly evocative and ever so specific.
Uitkyk also do a really good brandy, which instantly transports me away from reality from time to time, as and when required.
I am irritated.
I’ve pulled something (got old) at football on Tuesday evening. I think it’s my Extensor Digitorum Longus.
Third down on the left for those not fond of Latin and/or anatomy and/or searching muscle labels.
I’ve googled my symptoms and I’m going to die.
Spoiler: We all are, eventually.
More seriously, I could only manage a gentle 3km wander with the beagle this morning, so I’m looking for answers:
Treatment may consist of physical therapy, muscle relaxers, pain medications, anti-inflammatories, castle milk stout, heat, ice or orthopedic devices.
I may have added slightly to that quote. And I may have to go and get some of that physical therapy tomorrow. I’ll make a start on some of the other stuff this evening.
Even more annoying is the fact that Yoshimi (the new car) looks set to be ready to pick up tomorrow, we have a hectically busy weekend coming up, and driving seems to be the thing that hurts the most.
I am irritated.
The problem with connecting more and more things to the internet is that more and more things are then more and more vulnerable to being attacked by unkind people.
Our family were recently devastated by a DDoS attack on our toaster.
As your family would be too: we weren’t able to have breakfast. Apparently, the attack was launched through a cereal port.
Sorry not sorry.
The latest of these things that I read about is a camera. A Canon EOS 80D, in fact.
Just like mine.
But fortunately, not actually mine.
Vulnerabilities in the image transfer protocol used in digital cameras enabled a security researcher to infect with ransomware a Canon EOS 80D DSLR over a rogue WiFi connection.
A host of six flaws discovered in the implementation of the Picture Transfer Protocol (PTP) in Canon cameras, some of them offering exploit options for a variety of attacks.
The final stage of an attack would be a complete takeover of the device, allowing hackers to deploy any kind of malware on the camera.
Reading through the article on bleepingcomputer.com, it seems that I am safe from this sort of thing, thanks to my not connecting my equipment to random, free wifi hotspots.
But I will be updating my camera’s firmware to the latest, safer version, as soon as it becomes available in SA.
And that only leaves the viruses in the iron to sort out.
…when it works.
Draft night was good fun last night, but mere minutes before its conclusion, the technology decided to “roll back” the draft “up to and including round 1, pick 1”.
161 players were lost. Yes, including Mo Salah.
Fortunately, some much-appreciated manual labour by El Presidente means that we now find those 161 players reallocated to their respective fantasy teams and we go again this evening to fill the remaining 31 positions. Three of those picks are mine, and I have two surefire winners in mind. I’ll probably mess up the other one, as usual.
In tenuously related news, I paid for my pizza and beer last night with six R20 notes. That’s because technology is great when it works.
I drew R600 from the ATM on Monday, and every last Rand came out in R20 notes. We have R50s, R100s and even R200s, and you can work out many, many permutations making up 600 bucks… but oh no, I had to get thirty brown ones. Why would any machine think that was a good idea? Now my wallet is so full, it hurts when I sit on it, but I’m still not ever so rich.
Technology is great. When it works.