As a web-based publication, we are perhaps more attentive to Internet product releases than more traditional (which is to say obsolescent and doomed) news sources; and so you will forgive us if today’s headline seems unduly geeky—Google Launches Calendar.
As the primarily (or, as it seems at times, solely) responsible party for the running of The Aural Times, I find myself nigh obsessed with time-management—meeting such and such deadline, fulfilling this or that obligation with our service providers, getting one Intern or another to soccer practice in the staff Minivan—and so I am naturally interested in whatever Google might roll out. So far, Calendar seems to bear a healthy if not precisely ground-breaking feature set; but as seems to be the trend with their product announcements, the blasted site is so bogged down by enthusiastic response that it’s difficult to judge amid the din and strain of it all. Time will tell.
And so, let us talk about other things. Let us talk about the song. Let us talk about the juxtaposition of seven syllables against eight quavers, of the meeting of even and odd in a youthful, bristling exploration of time signature. Let us, in short, blather on like some intolerable Pitchfork Media wank.
And then, let us get some coffee.
