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On this day in music history: September 5, 1988 - “Peepshow”, the ninth album by Siouxsie & The Banshees is released. Produced by Siouxsie And The Banshees and Mike Hedges, it is recorded at Marcus Recording Studios in London from January - March 1988. The pioneering British post punk/goth rock bands first album of all new material in over two years, it is the first to introduce new members keyboardist Martin McCarrick and guitarist Jon Klein who replace guitarist and keyboardist John Valentine Carruthers. It spins off three singles including “The Killing Jar” (#2 Modern Rock) and the innovative, backwards masking track “Peek-a-Boo” (#1 Modern Rock, #53 Pop) which is the first single to top the newly established Modern Rock chart in Billboard Magazine. The songs chorus quote from the 30’s Tin Pan Alley pop song “Jeepers Creepers” (written by Harry Warren and Johnny Mercer), resulting in the band giving the authors a co-writing credit to avoid legal action. “Peek-a-Boo” is also supported by a visually striking music video, becoming an MTV favorite, breaking out from the channels alternative rock program “120 Minutes” into heavier rotation. The album is remastered and reissued on CD in 2014, with three additional bonus tracks. “Peepshow” peaks at number sixty eight on the Billboard Top 200, becoming the bands second highest charting album in the US.

217 Days

One of the things I really like about 17776 is how he uses real world information. For example

217 days? That seems to be a large and arbitrary number. What does it mean? It likely means that as of 17743 (the date of Ten’s first message), the Pioneer 9 and Pioneer 10 probes are 217 light-days apart. 

Pioneer 9 is orbiting the sun, a little closer than Earth does, and will probably keep doing that for the foreseeable future. 

According the Wikipedia, “On January 1, 2016, Pioneer 10 was predicted to be 114.07 au from the Earth … and traveling outward at about 2.54 au per year.” This means that in the 15727.23 years between January 1st, 2016 and March 26, 17743 Pioneer 10 traveled an additional 39947.1642 au from the Earth, plus the 114.07 au it already had, for a total of 40061.2342 au

40061.2342 au converts to a bit over 231 light-days, which put’s Mr. Bois’s number just 6% of the numbers I pulled from Wikipedia. Very close indeed.

Another note: 

These numbers are beautiful. 

Pioneer 10 and the Asteroid Belt

Today is the 43rd anniversary of the launch of the Pioneer 10 spacecraft, launched March 2, 1972.  Pioneer 10 was the first spacecraft to cross the asteroid belt and would continue on past Jupiter.  The word asteroid was coined in 1802 by English astronomer William Herschel by Anglicizing the Ancient Greek word asteroeides, itself a combination of the word aster (star) and eidos (form). A musician and scientist, Herschel is known for discovering Uranus and its two moons as well as infrared radiation. He was also fascinated by binary and multiple star systems, expecting their movements (and parallax) to shed light on the size and nature of the universe; he tracked and cataloged over 800 systems over a 25 year period using a 6 inch telescope that he built himself. He was know to have had a hand in building over 400 telescopes during his long career, including several very large telescopes with which he performed ‘deep sky’ surveys, cataloging 2400 objects including many nebulae. Despite his massive contribution to astronomy, including the discovery of Uranus which he attempted to name the Georgian planet after King George III of England, the only word he contributed remains asteroid.  After 31 years in space, Pioneer 10 sent its last message back to Earth on January 23, 2003.  Pioneer 10 is currently just over 10 billion miles from Earth.


Artist’s rendering of Pioneer 10 in space courtesy NASA in the public domain.

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Pioneers! O Pioneers!

by Walt Whitman
(1819-1892)

Come my tan-faced children,

Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,

Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?

Pioneers! O pioneers!

For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O you youths, Western youths,
So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,
Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Have the elder races halted?
Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?
We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the past we leave behind,
We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,
Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

We detachments steady throwing,
Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,
Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

We primeval forests felling,
We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines within,
We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Colorado men are we,
From the peaks gigantic, from the great sierras and the high plateaus,
From the mine and from the gully, from the hunting trail we come,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

From Nebraska, from Arkansas,
Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental
blood intervein’d,
All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the Northern,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O resistless restless race!
O beloved race in all! O my breast aches with tender love for all!
O I mourn and yet exult, I am rapt with love for all,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Raise the mighty mother mistress,
Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress,
(bend your heads all,)
Raise the fang’d and warlike mistress, stern, impassive, weapon’d mistress,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

See my children, resolute children,
By those swarms upon our rear we must never yield or falter,
Ages back in ghostly millions frowning there behind us urging,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

On and on the compact ranks,
With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill’d,
Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O to die advancing on!
Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?
Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is fill’d.
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the pulses of the world,
Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,
Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all for us,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Life’s involv’d and varied pageants,
All the forms and shows, all the workmen at their work,
All the seamen and the landsmen, all the masters with their slaves,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

All the hapless silent lovers,
All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,
All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

I too with my soul and body,
We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way,
Through these shores amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Lo, the darting bowling orb!
Lo, the brother orbs around, all the clustering suns and planets,
All the dazzling days, all the mystic nights with dreams,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

These are of us, they are with us,
All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,
We to-day’s procession heading, we the route for travel clearing,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

O you daughters of the West!
O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives!
Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Minstrels latent on the prairies!
(Shrouded bards of other lands, you may rest, you have done your work,)
Soon I hear you coming warbling, soon you rise and tramp amid us,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Not for delectations sweet,
Not the cushion and the slipper, not the peaceful and the studious,
Not the riches safe and palling, not for us the tame enjoyment,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Do the feasters gluttonous feast?
Do the corpulent sleepers sleep? have they lock’d and bolted doors?
Still be ours the diet hard, and the blanket on the ground,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Has the night descended?
Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding
on our way?
Yet a passing hour I yield you in your tracks to pause oblivious,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Till with sound of trumpet,
Far, far off the daybreak call–hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind,
Swift! to the head of the army!–swift! spring to your places,
Pioneers! O pioneers!

Badass reading by Will Fucking Greer.

nugatoryplebeian  asked:

How much does it really bother you when you tell drum corps people you march(ed) Pioneer and they respond condescendingly/with lack of interest/with just plain douchebaggery nonsense?

Holy shit. You have no idea how pissed off I get.

Did I win a medal?
No.


Did I March on Saturday, or even Friday?
No.
But did I spend my ENTIRE summer perfecting a show, just like corps that do the above?
ABSOLUTELY.
why dont top 12 corps get the same respect? We work just as hard.