Another round of departmental budget cuts, and thisplagueofdreaming.net is no more.
Please redirect your bookmarks and all future links to our page at the Internet Archive (http://www.archive.org/details/tpod), or to this blog.
Just to be clear: All of our music remains available at the Internet Archive.
It is only our (former) main website which is closed. Whatever the future brings to the department, and the Institute, I will continue to keep our catalog online.
=PD
Showing posts with label website. Show all posts
Showing posts with label website. Show all posts
Friday, June 4, 2010
Thursday, January 22, 2009
News? No News.
This is not a post about the missing airship Jane Guy, I am sorry to say. Since I last wrote to you on the topic, leads have been followed and lost, sightings have been reported and debunked, and little if any actual progress has been made in the investigation. Some of these episodes might make interesting reading when the time comes to tell the full story, but they are not news.
The fact is, there is little enough news coming out of the Institute at all right now. Winter is the time when we settle down to the orderly, indoor task of transcribing and collating data accumulated in the more temperate seasons (for budgetary reasons, each department's yearly reports are due by the end of March). By Spring, some of this tedious industry will yield breakthroughs. Everything else will simply be absorbed into the cavernous Institute archives, to accumulate dust while it awaits the whims of a future researcher to bring it back into the light.
But a lack of anything interesting or relevant to write about has never yet been an impediment to blogging, so I shall forge ahead with this update undaunted.
Let's see, what's been happening... Well, my lab assistant-slash-webmaster (i.e. the Luddite) has been snatched away from me and reassigned to Central, after I let slip word of his coffee-making prowess. We have been forced to fall back on our own inferior brewing skills, which hurts, but on the plus side, the website might get updated a little more often. Oh, and speaking of the website, we are changing servers, so expect the site to be down for a while sometime in the next 24-48 (all music will still be available at archive.org).
I'll be honest, I'm making this post mostly because I'm bored and lonely. My staff has the afternoon off, and I'm just pottering around the lab tidying up loose ends on various projects and trying not to think too hard about tonight's presentation. Oh yeah, I'm speaking at a fundraising dinner tonight. I need to sell the idea of the Outreach program to some of our oldest and most secretive backers (it's a black mask affair, natch), and I don't expect to enjoy myself very much. These things are creepy enough when you're not the center of attention, and by now the prospective donors will have heard the tale of the Jane Guy. It's funny how some of the most eccentric and bizarre people can also be the most conservative and intolerant. Or maybe it's the money that does it. In any case, wish me luck.
=PD
The fact is, there is little enough news coming out of the Institute at all right now. Winter is the time when we settle down to the orderly, indoor task of transcribing and collating data accumulated in the more temperate seasons (for budgetary reasons, each department's yearly reports are due by the end of March). By Spring, some of this tedious industry will yield breakthroughs. Everything else will simply be absorbed into the cavernous Institute archives, to accumulate dust while it awaits the whims of a future researcher to bring it back into the light.
But a lack of anything interesting or relevant to write about has never yet been an impediment to blogging, so I shall forge ahead with this update undaunted.
Let's see, what's been happening... Well, my lab assistant-slash-webmaster (i.e. the Luddite) has been snatched away from me and reassigned to Central, after I let slip word of his coffee-making prowess. We have been forced to fall back on our own inferior brewing skills, which hurts, but on the plus side, the website might get updated a little more often. Oh, and speaking of the website, we are changing servers, so expect the site to be down for a while sometime in the next 24-48 (all music will still be available at archive.org).
I'll be honest, I'm making this post mostly because I'm bored and lonely. My staff has the afternoon off, and I'm just pottering around the lab tidying up loose ends on various projects and trying not to think too hard about tonight's presentation. Oh yeah, I'm speaking at a fundraising dinner tonight. I need to sell the idea of the Outreach program to some of our oldest and most secretive backers (it's a black mask affair, natch), and I don't expect to enjoy myself very much. These things are creepy enough when you're not the center of attention, and by now the prospective donors will have heard the tale of the Jane Guy. It's funny how some of the most eccentric and bizarre people can also be the most conservative and intolerant. Or maybe it's the money that does it. In any case, wish me luck.
=PD
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Website update and Banner
Only a minor update this time, but worth noting: the "About" link on the PlagueDream website now leads somewhere. It's not much at the moment, admittedly, but it does include an email link which you may find preferable to the more involved and obscure means some of our enterprising listeners have employed to communicate with us in the past (I'm looking at you, Mr. H___). As I am both the label director and the ersatz webmaster (and as my otherwise able assistant is a confirmed technophobe), all correspondence directed to that address will, in time, pass before my eyes.
The other item of importance on the page is our new banner:
If you are so kind as to wish to use this banner on your site, the necessary code is provided. Our own links page is not yet online, but when it is we will be happy to discuss banner exchanges, etc.
More content will be coming soon, both to our "About" page and to this blog, so stay on the beam!
=PD
The other item of importance on the page is our new banner:
If you are so kind as to wish to use this banner on your site, the necessary code is provided. Our own links page is not yet online, but when it is we will be happy to discuss banner exchanges, etc.
More content will be coming soon, both to our "About" page and to this blog, so stay on the beam!
=PD
Friday, December 16, 2005
The main This Plague of Dreaming website is back up, and the links are fixed.
I also added a new artist page for The Threshold People, and links to cover art for all releases.
I also added a new artist page for The Threshold People, and links to cover art for all releases.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
website update
My candle's burning low, but at last the website update is complete.
(Check out our new artist pages at www.thisplagueofdreaming.net.)
It's late, and the tech staff have long since retired to their dormitories, leaving me to finish the update alone, after hours. From my window in the PlagueDream Media Center I can see across the moonlit compound to the bunkhouse, where blue TV flickers light up The Threshold People's window. I Bury the Living? The Killer Shrews? They're probably asleep in front of it by now, the movie rewinding and repeating endlessly on their hulking old VCR and influencing their dreams.
The shades are down on the secretive To Repel Ghosts, but every now and again they light up with a bright spray of sparks, and I can hear the ancient oscillators warble and howl. (TRG find the privacy of their room more conducive to their arcane pursuits than the main laboratory, and they keep ungodly hours.)
Somewhere out there, perhaps, Sypha Nadon gazes with intricate apprehension at this same gibbous moon. His relentless and harrowing explorations, though of vital importance to us all, offer him little comfort in the small hours of the night. For some, sleep is not a refuge.
My work for the night is done, and my candle gutters in its own wax. I am about ready to expire, myself, so I'm off to my bunk.
Dream well, plaguedreamers, and don't get caught.
=PD
(Check out our new artist pages at www.thisplagueofdreaming.net.)
It's late, and the tech staff have long since retired to their dormitories, leaving me to finish the update alone, after hours. From my window in the PlagueDream Media Center I can see across the moonlit compound to the bunkhouse, where blue TV flickers light up The Threshold People's window. I Bury the Living? The Killer Shrews? They're probably asleep in front of it by now, the movie rewinding and repeating endlessly on their hulking old VCR and influencing their dreams.
The shades are down on the secretive To Repel Ghosts, but every now and again they light up with a bright spray of sparks, and I can hear the ancient oscillators warble and howl. (TRG find the privacy of their room more conducive to their arcane pursuits than the main laboratory, and they keep ungodly hours.)
Somewhere out there, perhaps, Sypha Nadon gazes with intricate apprehension at this same gibbous moon. His relentless and harrowing explorations, though of vital importance to us all, offer him little comfort in the small hours of the night. For some, sleep is not a refuge.
My work for the night is done, and my candle gutters in its own wax. I am about ready to expire, myself, so I'm off to my bunk.
Dream well, plaguedreamers, and don't get caught.
=PD
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