We’re rushing headlong towards the paper’s launch and things have really got busy, hence the lightness of blogging. I’m looking forward to getting this show on the road (or newsstands, anyway).
Reuters have a Q&A with System of a Down/solo artist Serj Tankian. In it, he talks about his concerns for the Middle East’s environment after the war in Iraq, his hypocrisy at touring while advocating ecological causes and touches on his next musical project.
On Saturday, turn off your lights and other electricity bits and pieces for one hour. The Irish event runs from 8pm to 9pm. Read a book by candlelight or maybe go for a walk. Abu Dhabi isn’t involved but I’ve signed up anyway – join me here (even though the website’s font can’t used extended characters, so my name is totally FUBAR).
Hat tip to Emilie.
While I’m feeling nostalgic:
And you knew this was coming:
My thanks to the poster on Rick O’Shea’s blog for this one. It brings back a few fond, if cloudy memories. When else have you heard the theme song to a children’s cartoon mention beer?
One last glance at the news before I hit the sack unearthed this sad note:
, a who won worldwide acclaim with more than 100 books on space, science and the future, died Wednesday in his adopted home of , an aide said. He was 90.
Although I wasn’t a fan of all his work, the man remained a colossus in science fiction. His short story anthology, which runs to more than 1,000 pages, is exquisite, even much of the work which scientific advances have rendered obsolete. He was last of the old-school hard SF writers, whose number also included the likes of Carl Sagan. In recent years he collaborated frequently with Stephen Baxter, who some list among the finest hard SF authors currently working.
I first became aware of Clarke through his television programmes, and I only watched them because my father was interested. It was many, many years before I picked up one of Clarke’s novels, and even that was after seeing 2001: A Space Odyssey. I regret not delving into his work sooner.