January 28, 2008 @ 2:43 am by sean
Even if the West lost, the NHL All-Star game was the best all-star games of any pro sport.
This video of Andrew Bird makes me so happy. This one too. Not only is it a delightful song with whistling I envy, but he is just walking through a part of Paris just singing, playing guitar and whistling (that part starts about a minute into the video). That couldn’t look nearly as beautiful anywhere in the US. This could hardly happen in the US. How is it that we see walkable streets; shops up to the sidewalk; pedestrian, not vehicle minded construction; human scale buildings; eateries on the sidewalk; small shops and establishments; authentic decoration on the outside of buildings like working shutters, small signs one can read when walking passed, different colors, serif-typefaced signs, real flora, big windows vines growing up buildings; non-uniformity in building styles, window styles, sign styles, or colors, but all still under a common theme that is undeniably beautiful without being sterile; large public areas where people can sit and congregate; and then think That is delightful, a great way to live, and then we continue building strip malls we can only drive to; property for houses separated and subdivided so the only way to get anywhere necessary is to drive; giant, anonymous, hideous big box stores that sell us everything we ‘need’ in one place; buildings ugly on the outside because no one sees them at any speed less than 45 miles per hour, especially not at walking speed? When this is obviously a better way to live, why do we keep building suburbs? Where in suburban America could Andrew Bird do this? Strip malls and malls are private property so he would be escorted off the property by the police or security; sidewalks hardly exist so he’d have to walk along a road with traffic moving at least 45 mph and then he couldn’t be heard over the sound of the cars or by the people flying by him. Maybe in downtown Elgin, a suburb of Chicago, but he’d run out of places to walk before the song was over. Look at the mix of people at the end all stopped to listen to someone’s music! Where does that happen here?! Some of the people walking passed him hardly notice, but here he’d be some crazy novelty on the side of Randall Road or a half-naked cowboy in New York City.
Try organizing this in a subdivision with Architecture in Helsinki and see if it is nearly as fun, or even possible.