David Sánchez has a new album imminent. I had a chance to hear this music live when he visited the Bay Area last September, a short while before they went into the studio to record it. It's gorgeous, and I simply can't wait to get my hands on the finished version.

Looking at the futures markets and wondering how many insiders managed to execute a bunch of trades before the closing bell.

Earlier this year I was working on some drumming exercises, and stumbled onto an interesting pattern around fast flams in repeated sticking sequences. For the life of me, I couldn't find it articulated anywhere, so I wrote it up myself. With luck, one other drummer out there will find it useful.

For the last ten years, I have repeatedly written several letters to my Republican relatives that I have never sent. This captures so much of what I want to say to them.

"The real threat is a slow, comfortable drift toward not understanding what you're doing. Not a dramatic collapse. Not Skynet. Just a generation of researchers who can produce results but can't produce understanding."

Either/Orchestra REPRESENTING! #BigEars

Which one's the robot?

I see Bernie is drinking deep from the well of dumbfuck juice these days.

Apparently my parents were just like: "Yeah, that works for a passport photo AND (BONUS) ALSO for potential mug-shot and milk-carton use cases."

It's rare to find music that restores. Restores equanimity. Restores one's belief that humanity might be worth preserving for a little longer. This album does it for me.

I have a musician joke, but Spotify already slopped an AI version of it.

Shark Fin Cove. From a photo walk with Matteo about 10 days ago. Not thrilled with the composition (there were too many people around to frame well), but the light was gorgeous.

@bwjones.bsky.social a possible direction punk is going. And I'm here for it.

This is an absolutely beautiful, glorious description of the products in our lives. The things that once were simple tools that met needs, now demand relationships, have opinions, and occupy cycles of our lives. Do yourself a favor, scroll down and read this page www.terrygodier.com/the-last-qui...

I hate this timeline.

If there is one artist that can make me feel the same feels as listening to Joe Henderson, it's Melissa Aldana.

Billionaires should not be allowed to happen.

Them chickens, coming home to roost and such.

How I started / how I'm going. (Well. That was an interesting almost-22 years.)

Today is Bandcamp Friday.

Apropos of nothing, this book stays evergreen.

The only thing one can say to these folks…

I was disappointed to read Cory Doctorow's post where he got weirdly defensive about his LLM use and started arguing with an imaginary foe. @tante.cc has a very thoughtful reply here: tante.cc/2026/02/20/a... A few further comments, 🧵>>

The subtext is not the lesson I would have taken away from the title.

The results of DeAlMaKiNg.

You can't... repeal... a scientific finding. At that point it's just called lying about it.

Mumbai's new overlords. #ThisIsNotAComplaint

Thread. Because it's fun when (rather simple) physics can demolish brobabble.

Song for the times: Maison en feu Bokanté w. Metropole Orkest (Jules Buckley cond.)

Fuck.

cc. @bwjones.bsky.social

Henry is a sweet soul. In retrospect, "De Mayaguez" feels like manifest destiny. Even if that journey began in fire, tragedy, and loss.

Indeed, David was likely holding the universe together. Blackstar influenced Donny's (and others') entire subsequent musical journey. (@bwjones.bsky.social, you should read this)

All you guys wishing me a Happy New Year? IT'S NOT WORKING.

1990s: Micro$oft 2020s: MicroSlop Go forth and spread the word.

No, wait, hear me out: Let's name our home security company "Sauron" — y'know, after the character that infamously let 2-ish hobbits sneak in undetected to ruin his entire fecking day.

We had to replace our TV this year, and I'd rather suck out my own eyeball-juice with a straw than let it connect to the internet.

Today's installment of the tech industry playing let's-roll-a-die-and-generate-"facts". The underlying technology is amazing, but we're building truly stupid products with it.

Kinda almost unfair how good Sarah Jarosz is.

This will forever be "too soon man… too damned soon."

Oh this sucks so much.

"The chatbots swayed opinions by citing facts and evidence, but they were not always accurate—in fact, the researchers found, the most persuasive models said the most untrue things." We're so fucked.

Here it is: the Best Jazz Albums of 2025 🎧

Ava rocking the holiday sweaters.

He asks the AI: "did I ever give you permission to delete all the files in my D drive?". The obvious answer to this is "yes", because he's running a program that *statistically* makes up commands as his own user (implication: under his own credentials). Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.

If anyone wants to kill me, send me a Scotchy. I would spend all day giving belly rubs and completely forget to y'know, feed myself and stuff.

What a privilege to catch two sets of these masters play material from their Steel House and Three Visitors projects.

Henry Cole. Miguel Zenón's longtime drummer has a new album of his own. And what scope it dares to have. Bringing the ancestors to play bomba & plena with the sonic palettes of Hendrix, Fela & James Brown. Haven't heard music this ambitious in a long time. Go get it.

Anouar Brahem's latest album. What a jewel of music.

I predict this will be wildly successful. Just like that other famous metric of worker performance: lines of code.