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on the #blossom2021 debacle

If you’re a Library Twitter person, you probably saw a good amount of stuff today about the closing panel at the BLOSSOM conference, which I mentioned in my last post. Alex Brown wrote an excellent piece on their blog that should catch you up to speed if you want more details than what I’ll share here, but the gist of it is that I was on this panel and Alex and I swore a few times. Instead of choosing to interact with us privately or directly, the conference organizer, Bobbi Newman, elected to write a blog post condescending and criticizing our language choice and when called out on it proceeded to block me and at least a handful of other supportive folks.

I wanted to share a few things from my perspective, not because mine is the one that should in any way be centered during this, but because it will be cathartic for me. On Friday afternoon, for two hours almost right before the panel started, I attended a memorial service for one of my students who unexpectedly died on March 14; he and I had grown close this semester. In a year already pockmarked by tragedy and loss, this has broken our little community, and less than an hour before I was scheduled to speak at BLOSSOM, I was on a Zoom call grieving with my colleagues. I could have stepped down from the panel given the timing, but I decided not to because it was a challenge to pull it together in the first place. Bobbi asked me to be on the panel almost two months ago and I loved the sound of it, but I did not want the panel to be majority white voices. I reached out for help to a colleague who initially intended to be on the panel and recruited Alex, but this person ultimately had to step down due to medical needs. I asked Ray Pun, who I know from Library Freedom Project, to join us as well, and he found our fourth panelist, Nicollette Davis. All in all, it took about a month and a half to get the panel pulled together. Ray was instrumental in writing our questions, and as Alex notes, we discussed other logistics like Alex’s preference for not speaking first. Bobbi was minimally involved in this planning, and she did not even add the description we came up with for our panel to the conference website (and before the recording of our talk was taken down at our request, the page it was embedded on only contained the title of the talk and a content warning).

By the time 4:35 rolled around on Friday and we got to the final question on the panel, I was exhausted and ready to blow off some steam. Alex had said two swears and I decided to validate their ability to do that, thinking there’s strength in numbers (and I hold privileges that they do not). Did I say “fuck” and “shit” a couple times each? Yes. Did I do it because I thought I was in a safe space where I could speak honestly? Yes. Did I do it because I was exhausted from grief and nerves? Yes. Was it intentional? Yes, because I felt as the sole white person on the panel that I should try to absorb potential criticism, and because I wanted to release some of my feelings. Were these things we could have talked about with Bobbi like colleagues instead of stumbling across the equivalent of a post-it note from a roommate indirectly telling you to put the dishes away? Yes. Did she give us an opportunity to do that? No.

I didn’t find out about Bobbi’s post until I saw an email from Alex about it. In the post, she writes about a separate instance of fatphobic comments made by another presenter but – intentionally or not – winds up likening that with the swear words used during our panel. She also makes a few comments that dismiss the expertise of me and my fellow panelists, and goes on to deny that she could possibly be engaging in tone policing despite how others might hear her message. After consulting some friends early this morning, I decided to reply to Bobbi’s tweet about the post to try to shed some light on how she was manipulating the truth: “I really appreciated all of your work last week & standing up about the fat talk–I was cheering for you. But re: swearing, I’m disappointed you made this public in your post and didn’t reach out to me and the members of the panel first with your concerns. We are all pretty hurt.” It wasn’t exactly guns-ablazin’, but I still didn’t get a response.

As the day went on, the other presenters and I decided to write a joint statement:

On Friday, March 26, we spoke on a panel at the BLOSSOM symposium titled Reframing Library Work: A Discussion on Centering Staff Agency, Advocacy and Well Being. While we were impressed by and appreciative of many of the other talks offered during the event, we were deeply dismayed to see yesterday’s blog post by conference organizer Bobbi Newman, On moments of courage and the lack thereof.

In the post, Bobbi likens the use of profanity (specifically the “s-word” and “f-word”) during our panel to the use of fatphobic language used during another talk earlier in the week. Instead of speaking to us privately, Bobbi decided to air her concerns about our panel publicly and implies in her post that she spoke to us about her concerns. This did not happen; she had a chance to speak to us privately after the panel and congratulated us, leaving us with no impression that we had done something “wrong.” She also writes, “[the swearing] wasn’t used to make a point, it was used because the presenter felt they could.” Both of the panelists who swore did so intentionally, which is something that could have been discussed during a conversation between colleagues, but we were not given the chance.

While we are appreciative of our many fellow panelists and speakers during the event, Bobbi’s words feel very underhanded and hurtful, undermining the community vibe that BLOSSOM had seemed to so successfully knit together. We understand that this was posted in Bobbi’s own personal blog and although we acknowledge that she has a right to share what she feels on her own page, we disagree with how this situation was handled. As a result, we have asked that the recording of our panel be removed from the conference website. We apologize to folks who were looking forward to catching it later, but we felt this was our only choice given how things were handled.

Not long after this was posted, I found myself blocked by Bobbi. I have to say I was surprised and disappointed by this, too – I’ve worked with her twice in the past, most recently jumping on a panel at the ER&L conference she was moderating at the last minute. I would not expect this kind of behavior from her or anyone else I’ve worked with on multiple occasions. As Alex writes, “To discover Bobbi’s post by chance was hurtful and frustrating to me personally. If we’re going to talk about professionalism in the field, then this is a good example of what not to do.” Blocking me and other folks who backed us up is another shining example of what not to do.

While I was driving home from campus on Friday evening, I remember thinking “wow, that felt so great; I hope we can do this again next year and I can be involved again somehow.” It was so affirming to go to a conference where being frustrated about the administrative failures of our field and unreasonable expectations for each other and ourselves were being aired out in such a frank, solidarity-building way. Now, though, I feel like I was tricked into believing this event to be a safe space where if I did legitimately step on a rake, someone would talk to me about it and try to understand my perspective before passive-aggressively taking me to task on a blog post I may not have even seen if it weren’t for my co-panelists.

Today, I spent most of my waking hours being stressed out and anxious about the ramifications of all of this, having already experienced potentially devastating tone policing in the form of a letter written to my employer last summer. I also had to do my job, and right now that includes consoling grieving students and helping them deal with the last slog of an academic year that has felt like traversing the circles of hell. It was kind of a classic situation of the sort I at least thought we were trying to steer away from at an event like BLOSSOM. I thought we were focusing on the whole self, preventing over-extension, fostering empathy and clear communication, and recovering from the trauma we’ve all experienced since the pandemic began. But thanks to this unnecessary kerfuffle, I did not have a day where my morale, outlook, or well-being were in anything resembling a good place. We have a long fucking way to go if we can’t even make good on these things during the confines of a conference.

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normalize accountability

I went to two conferences I very much enjoyed this month – the Conference on Academic Library Management and BLOSSOM (Building Life-long Opportunities for Strength, Self-care, Outlook, Morale, and Mindfulness). Both of them had a ton of great information and ideas to unpack around being a better manager with a more holistic, empathetic approach. Both had sessions that dealt with how “burnout” narratives are framed – i.e., usually the blame for them falls on the individual rather than underlying concerns, power imbalances, or other systems that lead to worker struggle. I learned a ton and I am eager to rewatch the sessions that were recorded when I have the time. We had a great time commiserating about the myriad failings of our top administrators. But I couldn’t help but notice there was something that didn’t really get covered: what do we do with problematic colleagues or reports?

I bring this up because we have a serious toxicity problem in libraries. There’s a Green Book that exists for BIPOC library workers to help them avoid the most racist workplaces. I’ve been in several conversations lately where folks have said we need a whitelist of places that aren’t miserable, filled with drama, or under-resourced to the point of constant crisis. I am all about treating every staff person as a whole human being deserving of dignity and safety, but we need to talk about what we do with the individuals that actively add to the toxicity, whether that’s in the form of the -isms, chronically shirking responsibilities (and therefore sticking more work on the plates of their already overworked colleagues; a surefire way to get that resentment going), or being socially destructive, manipulative, etc.

Early this morning, because–to be frank–I am stressed out about work to the point where it’s interfering with my ability to sleep, I posted some semi-related thoughts on Twitter; I’m going to gently reword them here.

I think some of us library folk put up with dysfunctional, if not toxic, situations because we care so much about our patrons. And certain…architects of dysfunction know this and take advantage of it. This can go for caring about your colleagues, too. I’d say it’s not even intentionally malicious from the powers that be at times, and I’d expand this dynamic beyond libraries and to education as a whole. I think the blame for this is not on individual “carers,” but on patterns of neglect (lacking accountability for problematic colleagues, deficit logic, devalued work/life balance, lack of direction & vision, failure to acknowledge the importance of the library or congratulate its accomplishments, and territorial or siloed behavior). This is something different than vocational awe, although it’s a compounding factor. It’s maybe more like vocational exploitation: it’s not only our vision of ourselves as carers or helpers but the ways that makes us vulnerable (in a way that’s not our fault) to dysfunction.

So what I’m saying here is because I am able to self-motivate with things that are relatively consistent and separate from institutional whims that may or may not have my best interest in mind, I can get pretty far on the energy and reward I get out of helping students. Most of the time, that’s enough to take my mind off the underlying issues, but is that how we should be handling this? Should we continually be running down the lists of pros and cons in our heads and trying to find ways to justify sticking around when things are bordering on or crossing over into toxicity? There are situations where that may legitimately be the best option, like when you’re unable or unwilling to leave a job and need to actively compartmentalize things, but can we even measure how much energy that sucks up?

It pains me to try to write this because there is nuance beyond what my brain is capable of right at the moment, but if we’re going to deal with how rampant toxicity has become in this profession, I think we need to balance whole-self management with accountability. There are unfortunately people in this field who reproduce poisonous, outdated, and/or hateful ideology. They can be malicious; they can thrive on drama and undermining their colleagues instead of what keeps many of the rest of us going (helping patrons). We should not be trying to open the hearts and minds of absolutely everyone we work with, particularly if they’re xenophobes, but also if we’ve tried to do that for a long damn time and gotten exactly nowhere with it. One of the most important lessons I’ve learned as “the boss” in the last almost-two-years is that management is a two-way street. The person being managed has to, on some level, want to be managed. If that’s not the case, I feel like it’s a Top Chef/Project Runway situation where they sometimes let people go when they don’t feel like they can impart any new knowledge or mentorship to them.

It’s an incredibly delicate balance to strike. I want people to not lose their jobs and livelihood, but I also don’t want them to stay working in places where they are miserable and shittily taking it out on other people. And it’s clear that the toxicity is out of control. In no way do I fault CALM or BLOSSOM for not covering this – they were excellent experiences, and both were free. But I’d like to see a lot more discussions about this, because the situation has got to change.

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outback witch house s01e12: on days like this, at times like these

Tonight was all over the place, but you loved it.

I did not know that “apricity” is the warmness of sun in winter, but I am very glad to know it. I felt like today had those vibes.

Given the kind of week(s) it’s been, I feel like I should have more to say, but I’ve said it elsewhere, and right now I’m just getting down with this stroopwafel, if we’re being fully honest.

(photo cred – me; my shadow)

Playlist (also available here on Spotify):
Black Moth Super Rainbow – Forever Heavy
Omri Smadar/Siam – In the Realm Of
Moonton – Max Bleep (Maruwa Remix)
Omar S/John FM – In My City
Moscoman (feat. WOOZE) – Eyes Wide Strut
Jex Opolis – I’ll Give You Everything
Munir – Aquarius (BED)
Death Bells – Heavenly Bodies
A Projection – Darwin’s Eden
Kontravoid – Too Deep
The Foreign Resort – Dead End Roads
Sisters of Mercy – This Corrosion
Pie Are Squared – Flügezüge (BED)
Kairon; IRSE! – Valorians
Mute Swan – Sedative Sun
BODEGA – How Did This Happen?!
Tobacco – Honey of the Trick
Acid Horse – No Name No Slogan
Pie Are Squared – Apricity (BED)
Generationals – Bobby Beale
Ladytron – Blue Jeans 2.0
Cabaret Voltaire – Don’t Argue
Charlie – Spacer Woman
Pye Corner Audio – Exhumed (BED)
Interpol – NYC

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outback witch house s01e11: I won’t let the shadows take their toll

No recording tonight.

Playlist (also on Spotify here):
Oneohtrix Point Never – Boring Angel
Joy Division – Atmosphere
…And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead – How Near, How Far
Cloud Nothings – The Spirit Of
Sunny Day Real Estate – Snibe
STRFKR – Anxiety
Interpol – PDA (BED)
Manic Street Preachers – Peeled Apples
Failure – Solaris
New Order – Your Silent Face
Nine Inch Nails – Beside You In Time
Nine Inch Nails – And All That Could Have Been
STRFKR – Bunji (BED)
The Cure – Disintegration
At the Drive-In – Non-Zero Possibility
The Alan Parsons Project – Eye in the Sky
The Avalanches/Blood Orange – We Will Always Love You
STRFKR – Sleep (BED)
Opeth – Death Whispered a Lullaby
Porcupine Tree – Collapse the Light Into Earth
ANOHNI – Drone Bomb Me
Slowdive – When the Sun Hits
Shearwater – The Snow Leopard
STRFKR – Zee Majoor (BED)
Drab Majesty – Oxytocin

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outback witch house s01e10: I say it to your face but it doesn’t mean a thing

Happy International Day/Week/Month/Year of the Women, my friends. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have 18 Libby pages left in a book that’s due tomorrow at 9:30 AM.

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(this is a treasure trove lol)

Playlist (also on Spotify here):
Sheila Chandra – Quiet 9
Spk – High Tension
Au Pairs – It’s Obvious
Ringo Deathstarr – Stare at the Sun
SRSQ – Unkept
Ladytron – Deadzone
Cut Copy – Cold Water (Katelyn Aurelia Smith remix) (BED)
Eva Geist – Urban Monogamy
Kate NV – Plans
Peggy Gou – It Makes You Forget
Marie Davidson – I Dedicate My Life
The Knife – Forest Families
Laurel Halo – Sunlight on the Faded (dub) (BED)
Patriarchy – Burn the Witch
SUUNS – Infinity (Beatrice Dillon Remix)
Noctural Sunshine – Gravity (feat. RY X)
Jessy Lanza – VV Violence
Vanessa Worm – 0000 (BED)
Jenny Hval – High Alice
Keluar – Intinct
Boy Harsher – Westerners
Lebanon Hanover – Living on the Edge
Cocteau Twins – Amelia
Blevin Blectum – Benadrilled and taking on water (BED)
Chelsea Wolfe & Emma Ruth Rundle – Anhedonia

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Outback Witch House S01E09: I’m a goth in the sun

Hi. I pulled inspiration from all over the place this week, and I think the central pillars of whatever came together here were driven by the luscious novel I just finished, Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M. Danforth. I’m way too tired to do it justice in any kind of review right now, but it’s definitely worth picking up if you haven’t yet.

It’s slowly but surely beginning to feel a little less hopeless ’round these parts, what with the weather changing, the days growing, and the vaccines beginning to be obtainable by… literally anyone I know. But some of us have been burned a bit too often to lean into whatever optimism the usual spring un-doldrums might produce, so we might find ourselves feeling like the songs on this playlist. Idk. That is at least how I feel, at the precipice of something maybe good but also maybe another trip and fall down the metaphoric mountain.

Molly Nilsson sings this in the song that gave us our episode title of the evening: “And you can sleep through the summer days /
I know you think I’m morbid when I say / I hope you die by my side / The two of us at the exact same time.” I’m thinking about the knowledge that comes in the warmth of those summer days – you have them and you love them and your appreciation makes them end faster than any much shorter day in the winter. The law of paradoxical intent. It’s not that dark, it’s just an observation. This show is an observation of how it feels. Not just this week, but pretty much all weeks, I think.

That’s what we’re going for, at least.

(Photo credit: the usj)

Playlist (also on Spotify here):
King Buffalo – Eta Carinae
The Faint – ESP
The Units – High Pressure Days (Rory Phillips Mix)
The Rapture – Whoo! Alright – Yeah… Uh-Huh.
!!! – Shit Scheisse Merde Pt. 1 (Instrumental) – BED
She Past Away – Soluk
The Sisters of Mercy – Floorshow
Schonwald – Inner Sin
Molly Nilsson – I Hope You Die
Cofaxx – Night Mode, Pt. 1 (BED)
Lauer & Fabrizio Mammarella – Atlalenanti
Syzygy – (I’ll Just Be) Unfulfilled
Black Spuma – Black Spuma
Borusiade – Jeopardy
Bot1500 – Seabird Pt. 1 (BED)
Lucy Dacus – In the Air Tonight
Pye Corner Audio – Perfect Secrecy Forever
Void Vision – The Source
Geneva Jacuzzi/Patriarchy – I Don’t Want To Die (Geneva Jacuzzi Remix)
Tremor – Viajante
Cofaxx – Night Mode, Pt. 2 (BED)
Tones On Tail – Performance
The Neon Judgment – Don’t Wish Me Luck
Xeno & Oaklander – Sheen
Andre Obin – The Arsonist
Bot1500 – Seabird, Pt. 2 (BED)
Drab Majesty – The Foyer

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Outback Witch House S01E08: Don’t be sad; it’s what you wanted

Hi everybody. This week was better, continuing the upswing of the one before. I didn’t have a ton of time to work on the playlist but I’m pretty OK with how it turned out. There are some songs new to me on there that really caught my attention, like the Jenny Hval collaboration with… someone?? Anyway, this week’s mix was a nice combo of returning to some things I haven’t heard in a long time and discovering stuff that seems great.

I would not say it is beginning to feel like spring here, but it is starting to feel different – we’ve gotten to the point where there’s enough sun and warm(ish) days to start melting the grubby snow all over the place. In the glow of the blue light I have on, a few green stickers in here are looking fluorescent yellow. It’s wild. And the moon is enormous today.

As I work on this post, I have Donato Dozzy’s Plays Bee Mask going on in the background and this is a great one for late night tales. When we were eating unripe pears…

(Photo by me at Quincy Quarries)

Playlist (also available on Spotify here):
Donato Dozzy – Vaporware 03
Perfume Genius – Grid
topographies – This Evening Also
Tijuana Taxi – Sagittarius A*
Yoo Doo Right, Jasmine Trails – Marche
Police Des Moeurs – Premiere neige
Benedek – Doodat
Brian Eno – Distant Hill (BED)
Boy Harsher – Electric (Kris Baha Remix)
Skinny Puppy – One Time One Place
Molchat Doma – Ne Smeshno
Ghost Culture – Mouth
A Sagittariun – Minor Malfunction (BED)
Easter – Muscle
S U R V I V E – Floating Cube
Pixx – Peanuts Grow Underground
UNKLE – Do Yourself Some Good
Martin Gore – Howler (BED)
Laszlo Dancehall – Fatty Que
Osunlade – Dionne
Donato Dozzy – Vaporware 06 (BED)
VCMG – Spock
Acid Arab, Cem Yildiz – Ejma
Lost Girls, Jenny Hval, Havard Volden – Menneskekollektivet
Martin Gore – Capuchin (BED)
HTRK – Real Headfuck

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Outback Witch House S01E07: I used to sit in silence, but now I make some noise

Hi. This got thrown together when I had a moment in the last few days, and I was pleasantly surprised by how much it worked in the order it wound up in. I was messing with that right up until we started things off tonight. And I would be remiss if today’s photo wasn’t of what our good buddy Perseverance is up to.

I’m going to scurry off, eat some cereal, and read Simulacra and Simulation. Excited for more crater action soon.

Playlist (also available on Spotify here):
Porcupine Tree – Stars Die
Dark Horses – Rose
Jessy Lanza – Baby Love (Kate NV Remix)
Little Dragon – Please Turn
Caribou & Jessy Lanza – Second Chance
Fred P – On This Vibe (BED)
Double Negative – Second Still
Magic Wands – Blue Cherry
MJ Guider – FM Secure
Atoms for Peace – Default
Barra Brown & Tree Palmedo – Whoa! Hey! (BED)
Body of Light – Time to Kill
Cold Cave – Love Comes Close
Depeche Mode – Two Minute Warning
Severed Heads – Seven Deadly Diseases
ACTORS – Strangers
Four Tet – Parallel 4 (BED)
Flash Callahan – Do You Know the Truth
The Avalanches – Close To You
God Lives Underwater – From Your Mouth
Beck – High 5 (Rock the Catskills)
Daniel Avery – Spring 27 (Silent Servant Remix)
Matthew Dear – You Put a Smell on Me
The Vacant Lots – Into the Depths (Cold Cave Remix)
Neon Indian – Slumlord
Panther Modern – The Ups the Downs
Four Tet – Parallel 2
Cut Copy – Future

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Woburned Part 2:

(yes, this is the subtitle of the post)

(NOTE: This post does not in any way represent the views of my employer or any professional organization I am a part of. The information here was based on conversations I had with multiple current and former staff members, members of the Support Woburn Librarians Facebook group, and articles in the Woburn Patch. It is presented here with my best faith attempt to describe things accurately and with appropriate context. There is a small amount of editorializing because this is a personal blog.)

Back in July, I wrote a post on here called “Woburned” with the following tl;dr disclaimer: “A library director with a questionable past is trying to union-bust and furlough 17 of her employees not for budgetary reasons but because, in her words, ‘many skills of library staff do not translate to the digital world of the pandemic’ and an increasing number of people both in the city and in the wider library community are begging to differ.”

That director, Bonnie Roalsen, announced her resignation today, claiming the library had been “reduce[d]… to a political tool.” It is true that Woburn mayor Scott Galvin has begun to seize an awful lot of power over the library in the last month, but it may have been his best option for cleaning the mess up there. The gridlock of trustees who placed their loyalty to Roalsen above concerns from citizens and refused to comply with Galvin’s attempts to discontinue her contract–not to mention racked up countless open meeting law violations and acted with bald-faced hostility to fellow board members in multiple public meetings–might have left him with few alternatives. Still, it’s a solution that I and others are hoping is temporary. To wit, Galvin wasn’t exactly an ally to library supporters over the summer; he not only criticized the Support Woburn Librarians Facebook advocacy group for being “hysterical” but also chastised sympathetic administrators of nearby libraries for getting involved in the city’s business.

So what brought us to this moment, and why now? It has been months since staff were suddenly denied access to email, replaced with volunteers in the spring, and forbidden from running library programming (or doing any work from home at all). The volley of Open Meeting Law complaints kept coming one after the other through the summer and the fall, but it seems like the final straw was the disastrous trustees’ meeting on January 19. Members of the Support Woburn Librarians group had begun asking questions about the library’s decision to hire a public relations firm in October, filing an Open Meeting Law complaint as it appeared this happened without a quorum. When two dissenting members of the board questioned this at the January 19 meeting, they were aggressively shot down. Ex-chair Jan Rabbitt told them she didn’t ask them to vote on certain decisions because she “just knew” they’d say no. This caught the mayor’s attention in a way we hadn’t yet seen. He called it “unconscionable and unacceptable” and within two weeks, he had begun working on preventing lifetime appointments for Woburn trustees and forced Rabbitt’s resignation.

Things escalated quickly; it’s been a little less than a month since that meeting went off the rails. But this saga started back in the spring, and though Roalsen and Meehan attempt to paint a very different picture in their resignation letters (available at the end of this article), we didn’t arrive at this moment because of the “political takeover…that goes against our core values as Americans,” or because of an expectation to only “serve middle-class white mothers of seven-year-olds.” We’re here because even though the library’s FY21 budget was increased, Roalsen allegedly attempted to eliminate 17 of 25 jobs in the library during a pandemic and over 7,000 people said “NO.” We’re here because Roalsen and Meehan insisted there was no work for staff members to do while the volunteer organization that was called in to help provide book pickup services figured out they were supplanting union jobs and refused to continue. We’re here because 2,000 concerned citizens have aired nine months of complaints about everything from ADA non-compliance to substandard services for children to lacking acknowledgments of cultural heritage months to the dissolution of fundraising bodies like the Friends of the Woburn Public Library.

Put another way, we’re here because Woburn residents did not want what Roalsen & Co. were selling. They wanted the qualified staff – their trusted neighbors and community members – to be able to do the jobs they were hired for. Meehan calls this “defiant ignorance of the future, coupled with naked political agendas and cronyism.” Roalsen says it’s “a modern building without modern ideas [that’s] just four walls and rooms full of shelves.” Both appear to rely on an undercurrent of technochauvinism, invoking the spectre of automation and the “challenges and opportunities of post-pandemic America” as justification for their attempts to disempower (and dismiss) their staff.

A quick web search of Roalsen leads to a number of past presentations at Computers in Libraries and Internet Librarian in which she paints herself as a harbinger of the future of our profession. I suppose that’s so if the future of libraries is Sunday hours sponsored by Raytheon, storytimes put on by gig laborers, and four walls and rooms full of shelves with no staff members around to talk to you or help you with all the new shiny tech. Refusing that vision isn’t “defiant ignorance of the future” – it’s a rejection of one person’s ill-advised neoliberal doctrine, which is itself defiant ignorance of what the community wants (and what lies at the core of librarianship, no matter how hard you namedrop Ben Franklin). And can you blame the people of Woburn for wanting something else?

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Outback Witch House S01E06: I accidentally split the recording in half

I liked how this one turned out. I had a really bad mental health downturn last week and I just started to snap back into shit in the last two days or so. But I love to park myself at the edge of gothier, darker stuff and club tracks, and that’s what I wanted to do tonight. I miss dancing, but I did some in the apartment thanks to the wonder of being able to switch to Bluetooth ‘phones this week. You may roll your eyes now. But it’s better than nothin’.

I’ve got a new computer now (birthday present to myself, woo) and I borrowed some different mic gear. I listened back to the recordings and things are sounding great, except now I’m quieter, so the futzing shall continue next week.

Getting back into the swing of things and being busy is so much better than waiting around for the other shoe to drop.

(Photo cred: the usual)
First half
Second half

Playlist (also available on Spotify here):
Boy Harsher – Send Me A Vision
Doubting Thomas – Father Don’t Cry
Psychemagik – Mink & Shoes (Dub Mix)
Bob Moses – The Blame (Helsloot Remix)
Telefon Tel Aviv & Robin Guthrie – The Sky is Black
Adam Oko – Diet of Germs (BED)
Cold Showers – BC
ACTORS – P T L (Post-Traumatic Love)
Bear in Heaven – Sinful Nature
Hot Chip – Hungry Child
Holy Fuck – Deleters
Pye Corner Audio – Electric Rhythm Number Thirteen (BED – not two, Cal, but thirteen)
Ela Minus – they told us it was hard, but they were wrong.
James Holden – Each Moment Like the First
Rival Consoles – Vibrations on a String
Daniel Avery & Alessandro Cortini – CC Pad
SBTRKT & Roses Gabor – Pharaohs
Krust – Negative Returns (Four Tet Remix)
Slugabed – New Worlds
Richard Bone – Particle Thought (BED)
Young Marble Giants – Credit in the Straight World
Black Moth Super Rainbow – Panic Blooms
Peaking Lights – A Phoenix and a Fish
Air – Dirty Trip (BED)
Broadcast – Come On Let’s Go