Hey Mr. DJ: What’s Your Frequency Stephen? Edition

Winter kicked my ass this year. Daylight savings time is widely mocked every time changed, but it signals to me that seasonal affective disorder should have lifted. I should be outside in my garden cleaning up by now and have my vegetable starts going inside. I don’t have anything done, indoors or out. Bit off more than I could chew, I suppose, though I only have two more classes to go for graduation after I finish this crazy Pop Culture class. I can’t take them together so it will be September before I finish.

I started watching Frankenstein Chronicles this week. I did not anticipate the Season 1 finale at all. Good job Netflix. I have not started Season 2 yet.

Amidst all kinds of crazy shit this week Stephen Hawking died. Honestly, he didn’t really get the sendoff he deserved. Where was all the coverage of his contributions to science? How he lived a full life despite having fucking ALS? How he did more with his cheek than most do with their whole bodies?

I went to a free seminar of some sort featuring Stephen Hawking down at Civic Center in Atlanta in 1999. I ended up in the overfill room at SciTrek and had to watch on a screen. The coverage of the event is still online. Apparently, there were tickets and I know I did not have one so that is probably how I ended up at SciTrek. I didn’t remember that part, LOL. Funny how we remember things. Anyway, the place was absolutely packed. It was a fascinating lecture and I was quite glad I went. It was the first time that I was exposed to concepts like that.

Ever since then I have paid more attention to Hawking and physicists in general. These are generally some weird dudes/dudettes and have formed a sort of class of celebrity geeks with appearances on so many shows that I often wonder if any of them actually get anything else done. My favorite celeb geek is Michio Kaku (sorry Stephen).

In one of my classes this week I read that the geek is dead. Whaaaaa? No fucking way. He’s gone a little mainstream, but he still exists.

Ok, so we are going to geek out this week. I don’t have any separate categories, I just want your geeky music. I KNOW YOU HAVE SOME. If they started at a small college town, sing about geeky shit, look like robots or furries and move around like rusty farm equipment, they are geeky.

Here is your playlist. The first song is by a band that my husband I saw on our second date. I lived upstairs from an underground night club and these guys would play sets on Saturday nights sometimes. They were from Athens, GA. Their claim to fame was that they tossed lit firecrackers into the audience. When he called me back I knew he was mine. It was free, LOL. I couldn’t do that to someone for a dedication. Oh, and keep in mind I used to go to sleep to that shit and step over the results the next day.