Exhibit B: The First Song Was About the Devil Knocking
Filed as a commendation, on Halloween, because when it counts. The first song I ever learned on guitar was Robert Johnson's "Me and the Devil Blues," recorded in a Dallas warehouse in 1937. Here's why that's a good place to start, and a hard place to finish.
It's 4:20 Somewhere. Now a Free, Open-Source API Tells You Exactly Where
The Official 420 World Clock at 420.menow.us shows live where on Earth it is 4:20, with cannabis-law cards for every zone, and its data is a free, no-key, MIT-licensed API at api.420.menow.us.
JellyDazzle and KoiKnife Are Out on iPhone, iPad, Mac and Android
Two LIBCSystems apps, the music-reactive kaleidoscope JellyDazzle and the koi guide KoiKnife, are now on the App Store for iPhone, iPad and Mac and on Google Play, with every store link here.
We Built the Music App That Can't Hold Our Notes Hostage
Grievance no. 004 — every app we ever trusted with our listening notes died, got acquired, or put our own opinions behind a paywall. Filed as RESOLVED, because this time we built it ourselves.
We Taught an AI to Drive FL Studio, Properly, Over MIDI
Grievance no. 006 — everyone promised AI in the studio and delivered chatbots that can't touch the transport. Filed as RESOLVED, over a documented wire protocol, verified by ear.
The Visualizer Died With iTunes. We Performed the Resurrection.
Grievance no. 005 — the music visualizer peaked twenty years ago and has been a microphone party trick ever since. Filed as RESOLVED, with 634 routines and hand-written assembly in evidence.
Then We Are Decided
Filed as a commendation, not a grievance. I'm religiously challenged and my favorite number in Jesus Christ Superstar is two officials in a room deciding a man is a scheduling problem.
Hold Music: A Track-by-Track Review of the Album Nobody Asked For
Grievance no. 002 — we reviewed 47 minutes of customer-service hold music like the double LP it thinks it is. The surprise ending is bold.
Self-Checkout Is a Job and I Want Back Pay
Grievance no. 001 — they made us the cashier, the bagger, and the prime suspect, and paid us in a robot voice. Invoice enclosed.
My Toaster Wants a Firmware Update and I Want a Divorce
Grievance no. 003 — a machine with one job now demands wifi, an account, and a 2 a.m. update before it will consider bread. We want out.