I sort of enjoyed Here We Are, but it’s an odd little postscript to a brilliant career rather than a barnstorming climax. The second act in particular is very weak — and very short on songs, not unrelatedly.
Sirius Cybernetics
It’s a hard-fought contest, and grossly distorted by the supermassive black hole that is Elon Musk, one of the worst human beings alive by a country mile, but my vote for first against the wall when the revolution comes has to be Sam Altman. Words cannot convey how much I despise that unspeakable fucking grifter. I hope Roko’s Basilisk tortures him unto eternity.
Bimbling
Haven’t had one of these for awhile. Not breaking any new ground here, but posted from Neoptolemus. (This is by way of a note to self since it won’t mean anything to anyone else.)
In other cryptic news: Charlie, it turns out, don’t surf. Alas.
Musicians Are Scum
Ack. Another one bites the dust. Vale Crocus Behemoth, an alarmingly major force in the soundtrack of my life.
Setec Astronomy
Good grief, Prime Target is dumber than a sack full of hammers, proper Dan Brown levels of slapdash nonsense, but I did appreciate the gratuitous gaiety.