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Gold stabilises amid Greek dilemas
The failure to make progress in Greek debt negotiations elevates the risk of a default on the €3.5bn that is owed to the ECB on 20 July.
A default on that bond would almost certainly lead to the emergency liquidity assistance (ELA) being switched off and throw Greek banks into an untenable position of 'Grimbo'.
Gold has surprisingly not reacted to the events but that could change as worst-case scenarios crystalize. Oil inflows reach the highest for 14 weeks, with ETF securities long oil ETPs receiving $49.3m of inflows last week.
Agricultural commodities have clearly been outperformers in the past week, and as the strengthening El Niño weather pattern changes growing conditions, we believe agricultural commodities will continue to offer investors strong opportunities.
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Brave Brothers has been working on his project girl group since late last year, and they're just a few days away from dropping their debut single. A teaser for the Brave Girls' title track, "Do You Know", has just been revealed, and it's sounding quite promising! The melody is like a throwback to early '90s R&B - there's an emphasis on rich vocals, with a twist provided by the quirky sound of a synthesized keyboard. Meanwhile, the teaser shows seductive snippets of their choreography, which draws focus on their long legs and seductive charm. Check out the teaser for yourself below, and tell us your initial thoughts on this new girl group! Their debut single will drop on April 8th, so check back with allkpop for updates! Tip: Jae
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Several years back, I was talking to someone that remarked that the 80s were the nadir of popular music. I simply smiled and made a mental note to take everything the gentleman said about music with grains of salt. While the paradigm of rock'n'roll that bands like Led Zeppelin and the Rolling Stones defined in the 70s didn't continue into the following decade (Have you listened to any 80s Stones' albums after Tattoo You or 80s Bowie albums after Let's Dance?), the spirit of rock didn't die, it just diffused.
Heavy metal split into the two distinct camps of hair metal and thrash; Metallica leading the charge for the latter and Bon Jovi leading the charge for the former. Progressive rock either took a harder edge or became more experimentally electronic. Disco and funk gave way to dance electronica and the advent of modern pop that Prince, Madonna, and Michael Jackson brought to record-breaking heights. Punk rock reached its commercial zenith (Which is antithetical for the spirit of punk but I'm sure The Clash weren't complaining while cashing those checks). Hip-hop broke into the mainstream with the Beastie Boys and Run-DMC. Glam rock gave way to more synth-driven acts like The Cure, Duran Duran, and The Smiths, unafraid to defy societal norms with teased out hair and makeup. The latter New Wave movement serves as the inspiration for the Irish independent film Sing Street which, with this long introduction, I'm trying to say I saw last night.
While America was enjoyed the excess of 1985, Dublin was deep in its own economic crisis; waves of Irish emigrating from a stagnating country. Those that remained got desperate and frustrated; frustration manifesting in self-abuse and abuse of others. And when desperation mixes with dreams, it can go one of two ways: the dreams die out or they burn brighter than they ever did before; a beacon of hope in a world of shit.
But Sing Street isn't Angela's Ashes; despite its gritty setting, its a celebration of music-fueled reckless abandon and a love letter to bands like The Jam and the previously mentioned Duran Duran and The Cure (All of whom figure prominently in the film's soundtrack). Music is the ultimate form of expression and with the flick's main character, Conor, facing bullying, repressive Dickens-level schoolmasters, and his parents' loud, acrimonious march to separation (It was still illegal to divorce in Ireland in 1985), he uses popular music to drown out all that harmful white noise and his own synth and bass-driven tunes flow like water from a paper cup.
Like any good rock band, Conor's inspiration is kickstarted by a crush on a local girl that carries herself older than she is, disguising troubles of her own with heavy makeup and a self-confident swagger but while there is a love story at the film's core it's just as much a coming of age tale harkening back to those high school days where you'd emulate the fashion and sensibility of your musical icons.
A feel-good tale of rising above the turmoil at home and finding your place, Sing Street is a fantastic Irish film boasting a soundtrack split between some of the best songs of the 80s with a rocking original set performed by the movie's cast. A gem of film for anyone that picked up an instrument to escape the bullshit around them growing up, to find their way, or just to get that pretty girl to notice them for a moment.
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'Thee Oh Sees' new album is a time capsule...
Review by Aquarius Records: Listening to Help, it's almost impossible to hear anything but mere traces of the chaotic noise rock path John Dwyer followed to make it to Thee Oh Sees (aka OCS, and Ohsees), but it's that noisy past, and penchant for musical shit stirring, that informs the jangly garage pop on Help, and transforms the band's jangle and shuffle and pound into near perfect buzzy fuzzy catchy retro pop, and makes it easily the best Oh Sees record yet. And a definite contended for (garage) pop record of the year.
Most of us were introduced to Dwyer via his two piece noise rock costume rock combo Pink And Brown (after brief stints in some well known Providence outfits), but unlike most of the costumed joke bands at the time, P&B offered some serious songsmithery along with the unhinged live shows and audience baiting. A brief stint drumming for SF grindlords Burmese led directly into the band that brought Dwyer to worldwide attention, the Coachwhips. Arguably one of the best live bands around, the Coachwhips made up for what they lacked in actual songs with sweat and alcohol soaked performances, utter chaos, and sometimes literally, ultra destructive houseshows. Coachwhips shows were all about the energy, the vibe, jumping around, flailing wildly, getting wrecked and having a blast.
Sometimes though, that energy was difficult to translate to home listening. Take away the sweaty throng and the deafening volume and, well why would you want to do that?And so came the Oh Sees, originally called OCS, and a double cd release on Andee's tUMULt label a few years back, essentially a solo record, one disc of folky fluttery lo-fi twang flecked pop, another of corrosive textured noise experiments, which ended up being, for many of us, one of our favorite post Pink And Brown Dwyer documents.
OCS transformed into The Oh Sees and became a real band, and seemed poised to follow in the sonic footsteps of the Coachwhips, stripped down garage rock, super lo-fi, lost of brittle high end, yelped distorted vocals, tribal drumming, but there was definitely something more, more refined, more catchy, more timeless sounding, something much more than garage rock, a sound that reminded us of sixties girl groups, of Phil Spector productions, raw and primal, but lush and expansive and catchy. But that catchy lush side of the Oh Sees remained hidden beneath squalls of tweeter abuse and fractured effects, a wall of fuzz and buzz more than an actual wall of sound. Until now.Help finds the band making their first record for garage rock stalwarts In The Red, which is ironic as this is Thee Oh Sees' least typically garage rock record yet.
Instead, the sound is total pop, plucked fresh from a time capsule buried in the sixties, the guitars jangle as much as crunch, lots of reverb, the vocals wreathed in a haze of delay, lots of female vox, the choruses are lush, the drums are still tribal, but much more measured, often quite spare, the arrangements though are anything but classic, sometimes getting super abstract, but never losing their catchiness, sometimes adding all sorts of extra distorted overload, but just as quickly slipping into something smooth and groovy.
Minus the weird moments and the fucked up productions, some of these songs do really sound like they were just transported forward four decades."Meat Step Lively" starts off all Cramps-y, with a fuzzy grinding main riff, simple pounding rhythm, but adds some awesome female vocals and background 'ooooohs', some spidery lead guitars, and coolest of all breaks it down with about a minute to go into a swinging sixties smoke-y jazzy flute flecked groove.
"The Turn Around" is a minute of blown out drum damage and fractured effects, but wrapped around a sing songy main riff, and some cool distorted and reverbed vox, in total Guided By Voices fashion, they truncate what could have been the jam of the record, and launch into "Can You See", which is all slithery and washed out, with angelic background vocals, shuffling drums, and a cool dreamy bridge, but the whole thing still manages to sound ominous and intense and weirdly sexy.
The record closes with "Peanut Butter Oven", which we first heard on the recent (and sadly now out of print) Awesome Vistas 12", and it's obvious why this was the single, it definitely is THE jam of the record, with it's simple stripped down jangle, workmanlike drum beat, and soaring minor key strings, and let's not forget the gorgeous harmony vocals draped over the singing strings and that irresistible main riff. And so it goes, every track here is a gem, each one offers up something new, some twisted take on that classic sixties garage rock sound, but it's that sound revved up and filtered through Dwyer's gloriously cracked pop sensibilities, bathed in buzz and fuzz or stripped way down and left shimmery and crystalline, sometimes wrapped in HUGE hooks or allowed to simmer and slither, the catchiness subtle yet so irresistible, and unlike past efforts, even at its noisiest, the noise element seems more an organic part of the sound, and is often shaped into something barely recognizable as noisy.
We knew Dwyer and company had it in them, and now they've proven it, BIG TIME. Dying to see what they come up with next, if they could possibly one up this here disc, but hell, for now, Help has us way satisfied. And records like these are exactly why they invented that repeat button on your cd player. Folks with turntable will just have to get up and flip the record over and over and over, again and again and again. WAY recommended.
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Quick! Get downtown, people. Because today is your big chance to meet famed plagiarizer — whoops! — we mean famed and totally-still-viable-no-matter-what-other-people-say Republican gubernatorial candidate Scott McInnis.
But hey, if you're one of those wise guys who thinks McInnis should discuss the scandal he's embroiled in, you are not welcome at any of these events. So folks, just remember to keep the discussion on things McInnis is comfortable speaking about, like jobs.


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A week has passed since the team's first job and the Stuffer Shack shootout on the way home. Their fixer, Byron the immaculately-dressed dwarf, has been contacted by a new Johnson who wants to meet the team in a secure Matrix node. Present and accounted for are Cole the PI, Bashurr the ork biker, Blixt the mage, and Wintermute the rigger.
The Johnson presents himself as a nervous, stuttering middle manager. He tells the team a rival for promotion has hired a gang in the Barrens to kidnap Mr. Johnson's paramour and intends to use her to blackmail him into giving up the job. He had put an RFID chip in the girl and has her location but it's deep in Halloweeners territory. He stammers that he can pay the runners 35 large for the task.
Cole listens carefully to the Johnson's voice and decides he is lying. He confronts him and demands the truth, or at least more money, and totally blitzes the man with his aggressive negotiation.
Mr. Johnson goes quiet for a second. When he comes back, his voice is subtly different and much more confident. "Yes. You're right. I'm not some…manager…and they aren't blackmailing me, but you need to get this girl back unharmed. And that is all I'm willing to say on the matter."
They talk him up to Y50,000, with twenty upfront, and take the job.
The team decide not to let the soygrass grow under their feet and move out tonight, under cover of darkness. Bashurr shakes the tree with one of his old gang contacts and finds out that some Night Hunters, a racist human gang associated with the Humanis Policlub, have been seen in the Halloweeners' turf recently. Blixt the mage casts an illusion on Cole's Ford Americar, making it look like a Halloweener hoopty complete with a flaming hologram pumpkin on the hood, and the team passes through 'weener turf unmolested.
Wintermute flies his spy drone ahead, scouting out the target area. The RFID signal is coming from the basement of a ruined Catholic church. The roof has been partly caved in and the bulk of the structure is exposed to the elements, but the door to the cellar has been heavily reinforced. The drone's thermographic vision picks up no life signs on the ground in a 200 meter radius around the church save for two adorable dogs curled up on the exposed floor of the sanctuary.
"Hm," Blixt says, and scans the place astrally. The adorable dogs look somewhat more…robust…under Astral vision. Cole and Wintermute start sneaking forward to try and gain the element of surprise, but Blixt stops them. "I've got a better idea."
A dripping, juicy steak floats through the air in front of the hellhounds and out the open side of the church, off into the distance, and the dogs happily lope off after it.
The team takes a moment to investigate the ruined interior of the church. The indoor stairs have been sealed with explosives, recently by the look of it. There's an old handicapped elevator on one side of the sanctuary, and Bashurr the ork steps forward and pries the door open, getting a faceful of diesel fumes in the process. The Night Hunters have put a generator down there, using the open elevator shaft to vent the fumes. Concealed by its noise, the runners drop down to the church basement.
With surprising deftness, Bashurr sneaks up behind a patrolling Night Hunter guard and axes him a question – the answer is "two halves," by the way. The team hears voices ahead and Cole uses his cyberears to filter out the sound of the generator. He can hear three other guards patrolling; two are talking about "the client" and how he's a real ball buster, but they're looking forward to getting a piece of "the target." Cole then filters them out and hears the voice of an older man and a young woman – almost certainly the hostage. The man is demanding to know where "he" is and telling the woman that she is deluded.
The eavesdropping is interrupted by a guard rounding the corner. Wintermute, his Doberman drone, and Cole all take shots at the guy but he ducks back around the corner as linoleum and old cinderblocks shatter from the impact of bullets. It's on now! Bashurr races forward and once again one-shots the guard. Around the corner is a big multipurpose room filled with card tables that the guards had obviously recently been occupying. At the other end of the room, a guard draws his katana and pistol and charges Bashurr – but Blixt flash-freezes the first guard's pool of gore, causing the second ganger to slip and slide in Scooby-Doo fashion.
The ganger and Bashurr trade swipes with their katana and axe, respectively. Cole's big revolver wounds the ganger and Bashurr finishes him off. The third guard, having come around from behind, sprays the party with a submachine gun with more enthusiasm than precision.
From a kitchen door at the back of the multipurpose room, an aged Salish shaman bursts out, waving an eagle fetish and screaming at the runners "You idiots! Do you even know who you're working for?" Seeing the wrecked bodies of his guards, he fires a powerful manabolt straight into Bashurr's chest, wounding the ork for the very first time – although having gone a bit wild, the shaman soaks up drain damage in the process, spurting a nosebleed.
The ganger behind the team gets a few solid hits on Wintermute, but his victory is short lived as literally the next thing that happens is the Doberman drone's AK-97 riddles him.
Just as Bashurr is about to hack the shaman apart, Cole races forward, thinking fast. "Drop the totem, big chief!"
He does, carefully placing both hands on his head. "Do you fools know you've been working for a vampire?"
"Well you have racists working for you, so…" says Blixt.
The party goes back into the kitchen and frees the girl, Connie Oh, a gutterpunk girl from Glow City. The shaman, Logan Twelve Trees, says he's been hunting this particular vampire for decades and this girl is its new thrall. He paid the Night Hunters to snatch her in hopes she would reveal its lair. "But it's already ensorcelled her," he says. "She actually wants to be bitten, or thinks she does."
Blixt checks; she doesn't seem to be under any mental compulsion. Her Essence has been macerated, though – drained by multiple bites, but there's something else wrong with her too.
She shows the runners the malignant lumps on her skin. "Glow City," she says. "Yeah, I wanna get bit. This ain't no kind a life. This way I can spend it with him, at least."
"HE'LL TEAR YOU APART, DREKHEAD!" the old Native screams. "I've seen him do it! It's what he did to…"
"He regrets your ma every day," she says. "He only takes people who ask for it, now. And he don't kill anymore. But he'll remember her for the rest of his life, however long that is. He wants you to move on with yours."
"Yeah, uh," Bashurr says. "I don't give a drek for family drama. I think we're taking the girl and getting paid. You still want to hunt this guy later, give us a call, I guess."
"We're spendy," Cole adds.
Twelve Trees slumps his shoulders. "I can't stop you. Eagle forgive me." He kicks away his fetish in disgust.
"Cheer up," the girl says. "Even if you're right, it just means he doesn't have to snack on some other glowgirl."
The shaman's lip quirks. "I guess he has a type. You look kind of like her."
"Yeah, and you look just like him," Connie says. "Let's go, boys. I ain't never been on no Shadowrun before."
They go back out to the car and Blixt nearly passes out re-casting the Halloweener illusion. Cole drives them into Bellevue, where Mr. Johnson has reserved a room for Connie under the name "3Jane Smith."
"Thanks for bein' cool, chummer," she says as they get ready to leave the hotel lobby. "And you ever see a really pale guttergirl dancing in some club in a few years, maybe come say hi."
"Yeah, well," Bashurr says, "take care. But I ever hear of you putting the bite on anyone who doesn't want it, you'll see me again."
A little while later, 30,000 nuyen smoothly click into the team's account, minus Byron's fee.
"I don't know if he really earned that," Blixt says.
"We're gonna have to talk to that little asshole," Cole says. "He's 0 for 2!"
"I dunno, man," Wintermute says. "The guy came through. We made almost ten grand apiece. Not bad for a night's work."


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Chittur Bhagavathi temple is just 40 km from Pollachi. And we paid Rs.600 at the RTO check-post to get there. We had hired a taxi, Tata Sumo, from Mysore. I learnt later that tax is Rs.300 for an Indica or Ambassador. Smart taxi operators, they say, dodge tax by switching colour of their number-plate, from yellow to white. Private vehicles bearing white licence plate are not flagged down at RTO check-posts. Some taxi operators, they say, carry two number-plates – yellow and white. A white number plate helps in crossing RTO check-posts, but then those manning the RTO check-posts are familiar with cab-drivers making regular trips on the route.
Road travel permit is a convenient device adopted by state governments to raise revenue. It is not a road maintentance levy, for not all road-users pay at RTO check-posts; taxi-cabs are singled out for collection. Besides, the entry tax is not uniform in all states. The next time I visit Chittur Kavu, I wouldn't take Tata Sumo, that too with Karnataka number plate. Trick is to opt for a Tamilnadu registered vehicle, and, find a taxi-operator who switches colour of his number-plate.
The entry tax varies with the type of vehicle; and it differs from one state to another. We paid Rs.550 at Bennari check-post to enter Tamilnadu from Mysore. Kerala charges Rs.600 for the privilege of entering the state. Tour operators say Karnataka levies the highest entry tax. As if they are doing a huge favour on tourists, Karnataka is reported to have waived entry tax for vehicles from other states during Dasara (Sept.18-29).


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Apologies to all those listeners who are pining away for want of your regular insidelearning.net fix. Matthew and I have just been so busy of late that we have not been able to get a podcast out. We will be back next week with a regular news edition. Meanwhile, use the opportunity to listen to any of the back episodes you might have missed (as if you would have missed them!)
Inside Learning » The Learning Podcast
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It is a real thrill for Steve to be joined tonight by Manjit Shellis, Director of learning for the UFA (University of the First Age). The UFA is national education charity that does some brilliant work with young people across England and Northern Ireland. Not so long ago Manjit took part in a rich podcast hosted by Anne Glennie.
Tonight we talk about some current educations stories that have caught our eye, then move onto the National Citizen Service (NCS) work that the UFA is helping to deliver. A fascinating insight into a potentially significant project for young people.
Philosophy at the heart of schooling? "Taunton's policy of putting philosophy at heart of its curriculum is one of secrets of its success" by Richard Garner, The Independent
Containing the Fab lab story -"How 3D printing is changing the shape of lessons" By Merlin John, BBC
"How are humans going to become extinct?" By Sean Coughlan BBC NEWs Education correspondent
Trojan Horses in Birmingham and the complexities of religous freedoms and governance? Link to story coverage in BBC website here and here
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Insidelearning returns after the Easter break. Matthew is obviously ring rusty as he stumbles over a golden punning opportunity. Meanwhile we discuss the recent education news. Overshadowed by the tragedy of the murder of teacher Ann Maguire in a Leeds school.
We discuss the the rise in mobile platforms and Google's entry into the education app market, with their promise not to read user e-mails and target advertising at them. HERE
On the back of a report by David Blunkett, the Labour party pull together some plans for school reform. This includes the establishment of local Directors of School Standards. HERE
Blue Engine – an social enterprise innovation supporting disadvantaged young people into, and through college HERE & HERE & HERE A story that provided us both with an opportunity to stumble over the word philanthropy.
Matthew finishes with a rant about the banality of the "My Best Teacher' column in the TESS, not really the most earth-shaking story but always good to start a new season with some ranting.
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"Dear Mr Gove" by Jess Green – you must watch this!
A relaxed chat through our education week and news we picked up on. Some important stories that lead us in unexpected directions, while no eye is kept on the clock at all. Hey ho, when you have stuff to think about…..
News links: Richard Adams, Education Editor, Guardian "Head of OFSTED calls for Early Years Shakeup" links here and here
Bill draws the lessons out of "A Search for Scotland" by R. F. Mackenzie
"If the cuts keep coming …" .This TESS story gets us talking
Some holiday reading we thought about:
"The Living Mountain" by Nan Shepherd
"Clouds Both Sides", Julie Tullis
"Let My People Go Surfing" Yvon Chuinard
'Great by Choice': Jim Collins and Morten T. Hansen on Excelling in Uncertain Times, Part One
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Matthew and Steve chat about some of the latest news in education, beginning with a musing on how e-mails have changed our working lives – not necessarily for the better. (Hello Hal? Do you read me HAL?)
The possibilities of on-line technology for supporting learning are discussed in the story about "Learning analytics don't just measure students' progress – they can shape it" by Rebecca Ferguson in the Guardian
(Affirmative Dave, I read you) Links to other news stories:
School Report: Gove says teachers deserve more pay
"Schools will be allowed to test four-year-olds from 2016, government confirms" by Richard Adams, Education Editor, Guardian
Scottish Borders Council approves 'asymmetric' school week
(I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that).
"Let values live and breathe" by Don Ledingham in the TES
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Lamplighters Music Theatre present Gilbert & Sullivan's blockbuster hit.
All hands on deck and anchors aweigh as "we sail the ocean blue" in Gilbert & Sullivan's first international sensation – one of the most treasured comic operas of all time. The story of a lowly sailor's love for his Captain's daughter, and their brave defiance of her arranged marriage to the buffoonish First Lord of the Admiralty touches the heart and tickle the funny bone. This fresh version of an enduring classic is a delight for the whole family. Don't miss the chance to enjoy some of Gilbert & Sullivan's best-loved songs, including When I was a lad, and Never mind the why and wherefore.
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The most widely-read article on this blog these days (though not for all time), for whatever reason, is one that I wrote two years ago called The Myth of DRM-Free Music. So I thought I'd follow up on it.I wrote that piece as a reaction to the popular story — which was coursing around the book publishing industry at the time — that Apple led the music industry away from DRM when iTunes went entirely DRM-free in January 2009. This story was a myth, on two levels.
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