Tuesday, April 28, 2009

on the day of silence.

Because this hit so hard when I finally watched it, I think I'm just going to put it up and let it speak for itself.

Monday, April 27, 2009

on compromising expectations.

One of my students told me today, "Maybe, you wouldn't get so mad at us or disappointed if you just lowered your expectations." It was a shocking comment to hear and I tried to patiently think out my rational response before speaking to her again. I said, "When someone doesn't perform to the level you want them to perform to, it doesn't help anyone to just expect less of them." She pointed out the people that I was talking to/about and told me that, perhaps given what I knew of them, I should have realized what kind of work it would be. I responded in the affirmative, acknowledging that this was the case, but that, still, it does no one any good to just have the bar lowered.

As I thought about this conversation for the rest of the day after it'd taken place, I realized it was an apt metaphor for my disappointment in my work. Instead of challenging ourselves and our students, teachers have been all too prone to simply settle: Can't get enough kids to a passing rate? Simply lower the passing rate! Problem solved.

Except...that's not the case. That's not what we teach them. That's not good enough.

If we're to teach kids how to survive in the world, how to succeed, how to be a good person, more than just reading, writing and arithmetic, we must hold them (and ourselves!) to a higher standard! This cannot be something that we simply settle on.

If we're going to tell kids that they're going to inherit the world and that it's going to be theirs to take care of someday, why not institute some real consequences when they make that world a worse place? If physical violence is met with a zero tolerance policy, what about mental and emotional violence? If we all know who the bullies are, why not target them with presentations, instead of making everyone sit through them?

If we truly are the people we've been waiting for then let us celebrate our arrival!

But under no circumstances should we accept less. Things are not getting worse! I refuse to believe that! Kids are no worse today than they were ten years ago, much less fifty! If anything, they're better. My faith is in the future. We just need to keep pushing. Keep pushing.

If I'm going to do this, I'm going to do it 100%. No matter what.

Friday, April 24, 2009

on europe spring break "2009."

Now, to be fair, this might have been done by a child, but that doesn't excuse the fact that these quotation marks are used incorrectly and it's hanging in a school! Not trying to be mean, just trying to promote correct usage. Enjoy!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

link of the day.

Every time I watch The Daily Show, I'm more and more impressed. I don't know why it isn't required viewing. I mean, let's check the TV listings...who did Leno and Letterman have on as guests last night? Hugh Jackman and a girlie kiddie actor (which is not to dismiss young girl actors) on Leno and Nathan Lane on Letterman. (And Dr. Phil on Leno today! What the hell?!) Again, none of this is to dismiss the work that both Leno and Letterman (and others in their line of business) do - they're entertainers and they entertain; they always make me laugh.

But this is what a late night television show that details the news, with a mix of politics and humor, really should be:

The President of Liberia!

And a hilarious attack on the right-wing overreaction to the dangers of socialism.

What more can we ask for?

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

on nick and norah's infinite playlist.

Got a chance to watch Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist the other night at the suggestion of one of my students. A quality flick, it tells the story of some kids in New York, notably the titular male, who's just been broken up with by his ex-girlfriend, whose name is (inexplicably? I mean, really is anyone in the world actually named this? Is this a NY thing that I don't know about?) Tris. Tris and Nick, however, according to Nick's bandmates (the only truly clever subplot in this movie - they're all gay!) were never a good match, much less great. This, of course though, doesn't stop Nick from being heartbroken. In fact, the movie opens with Nick leaving her a voicemail that's pretty hilarious in its authenticity.

If we're going to be honest, though, the movie doesn't do itself many favors after that opening. This isn't to say that the movie's not good, just that, well...it's not telling a terribly original story. Nick plays a show with his band and, due to circumstances, ends up making out with Norah. They spend some time together as the night progresses and (surprise, surprise) discover that they're pretty perfect for each other. It's the type of movie that I really, really, really would have loved in high school. I'm still totally willing to acknowledge that it's cute and there's good things about it, I'm just not overly impressed by it nowadays.

The subplot with the gay band members, as I've mentioned was a bright spot. The actors they got to portray the guys did a good job and were convincing not only as minority culture members, but also as genuine friends of each other and of Nick. Norah's friend Caroline and her obsession with her piece of gum for the night is hilarious at times, but also leads to some weird things, one nasty scene in particular. The oddity of Norah's parentage was, I think, necessary to explain how they could all get in to any place immediately, but seemed wasted. The girl who plays Tris is hot, no doubt, but I don't see any sign of any kind of spark between her and Nick, and I guess we're not supposed to, but it makes it hard to relate to Nick's heartache.

All of these nits that I pick, however, are secondary to why kids will love this movie. It tells a love story, something that they'll aspire to emulate, and that's a primary aim, but along a good secondary line is the constant feed of music that pipes into the movie. The title invokes playlists, Nick plays in a band, and a lot of the action centers around NYC clubs where the kids go to drink and listen to bands. There's a great idea in the movie (I don't know if this is centered around something that a real NYC band did? Anyone?) of a band called Where's Fluffy? that never announces where they're going to play that night, but rather involves the scene in a scavenger hunt of sorts to find out where they'll be. The Where's Fluffy? idea is fantastic! It made me wish we had a scene here in town that would support that sort of thing, and then it kind of made me think...we might. That's inspiring. But even if your town doesn't have that scene, you'll appreciate the steady diet of indie and alternative rock that's being pumped into almost every single scene of this movie. And that's what the kids will love.

Overall, a quality flick, if not exactly for me. Three Stars (out of Five).

Monday, April 20, 2009

on record store day.

Much has been said about Record Store Day. It happened over the weekend and I'm simultaneously glad and disappointed to say that I didn't make it to the record store. However, I don't think that I'll say much better than Ian over at Topspin/Fistfulayen did. Please allow me, however, to add my own two cents.

I think that I've written about this before, and I know that I'm not adding anything to the chorus that's already been voiced, but...music lovership is a different thing nowadays than it was back in the day.

The kinds of distinct memories that Ian shares are the exact same thing that I have. I love the clarity with which I remember going to Washington, D.C. with my 8th grade class and the record store that we stopped in and we all bought copies of ...And Out Come the Wolves. It was a pivotal point in my life. When I was in high school, my dad was pretty willing to buy me anything I wanted, so I used to buy and sell CD's and comics, straight from the store to the kids at school. The soundtrack to the Crow sequel was a popular seller, as well as, of course, Rancid.

It was such an integral part of life: buy CD from record store, go home, pour over liner notes, and listen to the whole thing on a great stereo through headphones, at least two times, more likely three or four, if not sometimes five. We would all repeat this process and then we would, of course, make tape copies for all our friends, pass them on, and obsess over the copies they made for us.

The process of going to the record store, of paying too much for the CD, of opening the packaging to carefully, of taking out the stupid sensor for each store...these things were all part of the ritual. I loved discovering new record shops, too. Of course, there were always the chains, like Hastings, and Warehouse Music, and big box stores like Wal-Mart and Circuit City and Best Buy, but those were always the places to find the mainstream crap at low prices, not the places where you could find the good stuff, even if you had to pay a lot more. We had great places (and still do have a handful) in Albuquerque, including Record Roundup, and Natural Sound and the deceased Bow Wow Records. (Semi-funny anecdote: Bow Wow was featured in Rolling Stone as the local buying place, like, two weeks before it closed down. It was always the best in Albuquerque and it's definitely missed.) These places had real people staffing the counters and they were always willing to shoot the shit about music, giving recommendations (like when they told my girlfriend to buy me the new Sufjan Stevens disc and when Bow Wow was repping the Shins when they were still an Albuquerque band before they ditched us for Portland) to the people who were looking to spend money.

I miss riffing with the people behind the counter. But I don't miss the hipster-snobby attitude when I would dare to ask them for something mainstream or not know the exact record label upon which the band first appeared. I don't miss the inconvenience of going there to get the product and it not being there. I don't miss buying a whole CD when I really only want a track or two or three. I don't miss the drag of having the buy the CD, make copies for my friends, rip it to my computer, and put it on my iPod. I'm a fan of the digital age (especially now that we've at least kind of gotten rid of DRM) and grabbing new music on the fly, trying it out, and then paying for what's good. I don't mind paying. In fact, I like it. But I'm not willing to throw my money away anymore.

I'll miss record stores when they're gone. But it's a failed model.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

on hot fuzz.

Two nights ago, the Lakers hadn't played their final game yet, but they weren't playing that night, so I thought, "Hell, why not put on one of my Netflix movies?" I cooked myself some dinner, (playing the movie while I was cooking, it should be noted) and sat down afterward, with some food to watch what was going on.

It wasn't that I was lost. It was that the movie was bad. I didn't enjoy Shaun of the Dead, which I know is blasphemy to some people, but I just didn't think it was that good. And I guess when I didn't like that, I really should have known better than to put the new one on my queue (BTW, that's pronounced Randall, FYI) but the previews looked so funny! Those previews were a lie.

I get that it was supposed to be an over-the-top exploitation of the genre, what with all the references to Point Break and Bad Boys II, but that in and of itself doesn't get the job done. (It's like at the art show, what I was telling Travis: just a clever title on an uninspiring piece of art doesn't make it good. It just shows that it aspires to be clever. Which isn't something to be aspired to. It's just something to do.) The basic plot concerns the too-effective Sgt. Angel who's moved from London to the safest village, ostensibly because he's making everyone else look bad.

This basic skeleton has a lot of promise, especially when he arrives in the village and discovers (shocker!) that things are not what they seem.

But the movie seems to be too caught up with the idea of disguising the obvious moves that it makes - never a good idea when the big reveal will be that those obvious moves were, in fact, the story thread we should have been paying attention to all along. Red herrings only work if we're going to get a twist. If you're going the route we all expect, why not just fully indulge?

Maybe some of it is me. I've never cared for Monty Python either (sacrilege, I know) so perhaps I just don't care for British humor.

All said, though, Hot Fuzz falls flat and I won't put their next one (do they already have one?) on my list, no matter how funny it looks.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

on the flyaway tigers.

Over the weekend, I got the chance to see my favorite local band - the Oktober People. Opening for them was this great combo - the Flyaway Tigers, from Phoenix, AZ. They reminded me a lot of Matt & Kim, or The Swell Season (AKA, the band from Once) insofar as they were clearly digging each other and it lent a great vibe to their music. The guy plays guitar and sings and the girl keyboards it up and lends some singing and guitar to the project as well.

Their website has a few of their MP3s available for streaming and I'd highly recommend them. But even better...their website offers their album for free download! This is a great sign because, in all likelihood, had I known this before I went to their show, I wouldn't have bought their album...I would have bought a shirt. This, to me, is an interesting problem, though: I wonder which one they make more from? Their CD's were, clearly, not professionally produced, but they obviously had spent some time on the artwork themselves. To be honest, I didn't even get much of a look at the shirt. But had I known that I was going to see them that night, I would have visited their website beforehand, found that album, and known what I was going to expect. And then, while I was at the show, I probably would have looked at the shirt (shirts? Was there more than one?) for quite a while, before finally (probably) buying one.

Flyaway Tigers also have a Twitter account and while they don't use it as successfully as Amanda Palmer, that's probably more because they're not as famous as her (yet) more than anything else. This is one of the greatest things about the new new media, though; the opportunity is there for so many more people than it was in the past! This is a good thing!

Flyaway Tigers's self-titled CD is recommended. Bottom line: Four Stars (out of Five). And thanks to them for an unexpectedly amazing show.

Monday, April 13, 2009

link of the day.

Sorry for the weak (and late) blog entry today, but it's late, and I'd rather get up something as opposed to nothing, and, honestly, this did make me cry at least just a little bit two nights ago when I watched it. It's actually the first Hang Green song that I've genuinely liked as opposed to just being amused by. Enjoy!

Friday, April 10, 2009

on "dead is dead."

I've been meaning to write about Lost for a long time now.

For those who don't know, let me be clear: I am obsessed with Lost. I might like it right now even more than I like comic books. (I know, I know, this paints me as a semi-nerd, if not a total one. I readily cop to nerd qualities. But I also love basketball, coach it, and run like a madman. So I try to have a little balance. I promise.)

So, with this obsession comes a fanatical countdown to every Wednesday night, when I can get my (usually-) weekly fix. This season has been widely recognized as a good one, especially for fans of the show who have been watching consistently, with a lot of answers being given in the show that used to be accused of asking all the questions and never delivering the goods. Below, a breakdown of a few of the recent ones:

"Whatever Happened, Happened" continued the theme of this season of Lost, insofar as it was (ostensibly, at least) largely centered around the idea of time travel, often in a very meta way. (BTW, Lost does this often. It was, essentially, the entire premise of the Nikki and Paulo episode but it's worth talking about for those who don't know. Lost's creators listen to the audience and they're super-involved in the online community, so when there's a lot of particular blowback against something or questions about something, they'll often deal with it in an intentionally obtuse, tongue-in-cheek manner. Last night, see Hurley and Miles' conversation on time travel, with Miles patiently explaining how time is not a straight line, and everything was actually OK, but then being honestly stumped when Hurley asked him a question that was echoed online all week last week. It's a clever way of acknowledging that there are [many] things about this show that the creators simply ask the viewers to accept - for now. Reality, however, demands that we acknowledge the answers are there - we just don't get them yet. But I digress.) The whole idea of the Oceanic crew being separated (some of them remained on the island, six of them left) was enough to put some people off. I wonder how those people are reacting to the fact that we're now separated in an even more significant manner - through time.

The basic premise goes like this: six people left the island, but most of them eventually realized they needed to go back. They attempted to do so and succeeded, but with a twist. All are back on the island. Some, however, are located, temporally, shortly after their flight took off. Four of them (Sayid, Jack, Kate, and Hurley) somehow traveled back in time (approximately 30 years) and are now living with the DHARMA Initiative.

It's a bizarre twist to the series that had tried to previously bill itself as at least semi-realstic, but, coming from the comicbook background, this doesn't bother me at all. I'm curious as to other viewers' reactions, and I know that the show's down in the ratings overall, but I also know that the creators of Lost quite expected that. Next season is the last and I'm assuming (as I guess they are) that at least some of the viewership that's dwindled over the last five years will return for the end, just to see how it all turns out.

This is another vital part of the Lost experience: a deep-seated faith that the creators have a plan, know what they're doing, and have been moving toward that end (slowly sometimes, but...) steadily. When they fought with ABC a few years ago to publicly declare an end date for the series, it was an important moment for the fans of the show, because that deep-held faith could be tempered through that announcement.

"Dead is Dead" continues the above-discussed theme even through it's very title. It's been a long-standing debate on the show whether we are trapped on our course or whether we actually have free will and can change things. In perhaps the most controversial episode to date Desmond Hume takes a trip back in time, meets a time keeper and gets informed that there's nothing he can do to change time. We've heard this several times this season, most notably from new fave Daniel Faraday but he appears to be...elsewhere for now, casting into doubt what he's previously said. (BTW, just briefly, for those already in the know...he's not dead. There's no way. He still has to tell young Charlotte to never come back to the island. And he will. Oh yes.)

The direct addressing of this issue via time travel is one of the most brilliant things about the show. When Sayid shot Ben, it appeared as though the previous theories were shattered, but now we've seen this issue resolved in a rather understandable way. It's still not fully resolved, I'll give everyone that, but the confidence with which the show moves forward reveals to me, at least, that the creators are happy with the way things are going.

The main page on Wikipedia for "Lost" is a good place to start if you're interested in some basic background of the show before watching it, but in all honesty, if you're going to watch the show, it's best just to start at the beginning and go forward. Go put it on your Netflix and, once you've gotten through season one, go check out Lostpedia for the juicy stuff.

"Lost" gets my highest possible recommendation, as I seriously do believe it might be the best show in the history of television. Granted, I haven't watched every single TV show ever produced, but from what I have seen, this show stands out in a unique, enthralling way every single week. I'm depressed that this season is almost over already, but am already looking forward to a year from now, when the final countdown will begin. It's that good.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

link of the day.

Start Snitching is a blog that I checked out every once in a while, because Straight Bangin' used to link to it very often. The man in charge over there had to take some time off just a while ago, but has resumed blogging again. They have great stuff most of the time, but this video was one of the best things that I've seen recently.

My whole thing, agreeing with the premise that was started over there, is that I'm addicted to the concept of the future. When I first saw Minority Report, I thought, "Why don't we have that exact technology, right now?" (Of course, there were many parts of that world that I don't want, but that's always been how technology is for me: quite the double-edged sword.)

The thing about this that Start Snitching didn't explore, though, I think, is how ambitious this idea really is. If this technology is going to not only exist, but have some kind of actual functionality in our world, it has to be ubiquitous. It has to be all over the place in order to actually serve the way that it should. And that, in and of itself, is a difficult thing to achieve.

Look at all the problems that Obama's having convincing everyone that one of the best ways out of this recession is by re-focusing on our infrastructure. People don't want to actually have to build the roads and the subway tunnels. They just want them to be there, and to always work. It makes very little sense to me not to spend the time re-upping all of our electrical grids, all of our roads, all of our train tracks, in a way that can fully utilize all of these ideas. It will generate jobs and it will generate long-term stability. This kind of thing, if it's going to actually happen, much less work, is going to take an insane amount of forethought and planning.

But it's so worth it. Bringing the digital world into the physical one is an advancement that's been waiting to happen. Now all we have to do is convince people that a little sacrifice now will bring the future that America's been dreaming about for more than sixty years.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

on just doing my job.

I've uttered horrible words recently. I've said terrible things. I've confessed to feelings atrocious. To my friends, to my family, I've admitted lately...things are not going the way I want them to.

I've been following orders.

That's what good employees do. That's what good soldiers do. But it's been an empty husk that's been dutifully toeing the line. I don't believe in what I'm doing. And when we don't believe in what we're doing, we do it poorly.

I try to convince my students of this all the time - when you actually enjoy the book you're reading, you're much more likely to write a semi-decent book report on it, as opposed to feeling like it's something that the teacher forced upon you; so pick something you like! This is the same advice (albeit on a much smaller scale) that counselors give to kids when they advise them to follow their passion into a job market - the rationale being that if you enjoy your job, your life at large will become much more fruitful. There's nothing wrong with this advice, and for the most part I agree with it, but I think it's worth mentioning that I present another side of the argument to my students as well.

Thanks to JD, over at Get Rich Slowly (the previous link), I was referred to a site called The Art of Nonconformity, where I read this post a few nights ago: Welcome to the Real World. There are so many different things that we mean when we say that. The author of this piece chose to focus on the times when we hear that as a rejoinder - "Well, this is the real world, get used to it."

I'm not sure that's the case. I'm not sure we have to quote-unquote grow up and do what people tell us to. I think that, for the most part, people accept that supposed fact, and they do so, and, again, for the most part, they're happy. And I don't begrudge those people. In fact, if anything, I envy them. I wish that I could do that and accept that and be that guy and be happy.

But I can't. When the government requires me to test my kids and I give them that test and they know that it has absolutely no bearing on their grade (and even if it did, really, their grades have no bearing on their passing to the next grade regardless, nor on their future, they're conditioned to think - who looks at middle school transcripts?!) where is the motivation to do well on that test?

And on top of all this reality, if I then have to try and convince the same kids that doing well on the test is important but am disallowed to give any kind of reason, then what else can be said of me? I'm simply a soldier doing my job. I'm just following orders.

This isn't the way to feel about a job.

There are better ways to do this. The governor of my state has made such a proposal, trying to get NCLB test scores linked to drivers licenses in the state of New Mexico. But this will never come to pass. These things are essentially, as my boss told me today, the tail wagging the dog. How can we make students care about something that they know has absolutely no bearing on them whatsoever? We cannot. And we never will be able to. The harder we try, the more they know that is is they who have the power. Not us. (While that's not necessarily a bad thing, this is the wrong application of that maxim.)

Meanwhile, I'll just keep goose-stepping.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

on "we made you."

Wow. This feels weird to say, but...

Eminem's new single dropped. And...well...it's all right. It's kinda wack.

I can't figure out if I'm just getting older or if Em just didn't bring the fire like he used to. I used to rock Em hard (pause) back in the day. I thought that, while he wasn't the best rapper alive during any point in his career, it was always important that he existed.

Now with this song (and especially the video) I'm wondering if that's true in any way.

Eminem is and always has been at his best when he goes after the pop culture scene. It's been a forte of his since his big break and, really, it could be argued that it's the very reason he hit it big in the first place. When he wasn't inventing beef with otherwise innocuous celebrities and musicians he was airing his dirty laundry in full view of the public. He was a willing participant in the national pastime of voyeurism, realizing what the people really wanted and giving it to them. This may or may not have made him a great figure, but it made for great TV, and he was a captivating figure, meanwhile.

Of course, it didn't hurt that he could actually rap, too. I mean, we've had plenty of white rappers as the flash-in-the-pan model tried to emulate, but they didn't have the skill to last. So I'm not sitting here trying to deny that he's got a gift.

However, as I'm no longer in high school, when I look at this video, it seems clear to me that, at least with this song, Eminem is way more interested in mocking the pop culture than going after the heavyweight title belt when it comes to the title of lyricist. And there's nothing wrong with that. As long as we're all willing to admit...this is a pop song. It just happens to be rapped.

Monday, April 6, 2009

on biking on silver ave.

Great news has been brought to us by the tireless advocacy of the good people at Bike ABQ: the Bicycle Boulevard on Silver Ave. is becoming a reality!

They have a brief news story here and that story also links to a Duke City Fix thread where the whole idea is discussed in much more detail.

The Bicycle Boulevard is an idea that BikeABQ has been pushing hard for a long time now. They've done an excellent job of informing the bike-riding community here in Albuquerque of many, many things over the course of their existence, and the job they've done fighting for this creation has been one of their crowning achievements.

I've been a casual rider of my bike along these streets for about three years now, and it's always disappointed me that I haven't had an easier time riding my bike to work on a more consistent basis. Although this won't help me get to work (wrong side of town and all), I'm encouraged at the progress of my neighborhood and the surrounding areas in enabling ease of non-car commuting.

Part of making a truly sustainable neighborhood (and city, writ large) involves long-term projects like these that encourage people to look at benefits that would otherwise be passed over. It's difficult, time-consuming, and costly in many cases, but it's worth it if we're genuinely interested in making things better.

The signage is a fantastic place to start, and I totally acknowledge the reality of housing and businesses along this corridor requiring parking on Silver, as well as cars still frequenting the street, but I won't lie: I dream of a day when there's only bicycles along this street. OK, bikes and skateboards. And pedestrians. I know that can't happen (or at least not now or anytime soon - let's talk loooong-term project?) but it doesn't prevent me from thinking about it. (Oftentimes when I'm driving along the freeway to work, I'll wonder what it would be like if only bikes were there. Thousands of bikes streaming along at different speeds on these huge slabs of concrete that were designed for cars. It's a happy thought.)

I'm curious to see the further changes that will take place, not only on Silver Ave. but in the surrounding areas as well. The bulb outs on Central Ave. were a great start for that corridor, I believe, and it seems as though they've been successful. The Shop and Stroll that occurs is a step in the right direction, too. But if we're actually trying to change things, if we're trying to get to the point where people live and work in local areas and commute in non-traditional manners, we've got to start looking at infill and more projects like the (many) lofts that are now littering the city but we've got to be realistic about them! Prices are too high, first of all. Secondly, it's a difficult equation to work out what has to be there, in what order, before the people will take their place in filling those spaces. A grocery store at Martin Luther and Broadway would encourage people to move into the BelVedere spaces but in order to build a successful grocery store, the people putting up the money have to be assured that there's a large enough local population that it'll make money. The chicken or the egg argument. Frustrating.

Regardless, it's great to see this progress, and I'd like to offer my congratulations to BikeABQ for their leadership on the issue. A tremendous victory. And, hopefully, a sign of things to come.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

link of the day.

Thanks to Nah Right, you can now stream the new Jadakiss album The Last Kiss. Presumably this will be the case even after it drops next Tuesday, April 7. I've only listened to it once and I'll definitely admit it's hot. But part of me really wonders if this is going to get him back to where he was. I mean...it might not be that hot. And the problem with that is...well, 'Kiss was never scorching to begin with. He was always the dude who was gonna break though with his next hit. He's always shown promise, he's got great flow, but what was his hottest jam? Seriously, was it "Why"? I mean, that was a hot song, and I still love it, but, is he still best known as, "That dude from the Lox that was gonna be Biggie's next big move?" (And why does everyone know him better for that damn laugh of his rather than some of the songs?)

Regardless, go listen! Y'all know how I ride for Roc-A-Fella, and Jada's finally signed there. I'll get into further reviews later on next week. For now, enjoy the fact that this album is finally gonna see the light of the day (seriously, it's ridiculous how long we had to wait), and you can hear it already.