Wednesday, March 24, 2021

A Very Specific and In-Depth Critique of Pokémon Brilliant Diamond & Shining Pearl's Art Design

Promotional art for Pokémon Brilliant Diamond and Shining Pearl, with the game's titles left and right under the legendary Pokémon Dialga and Palkia, respectively

[The following is the extended portion of the "I'm Into This - Pokémon Brilliant Diamond & Shining Pearl (...Kind Of)" segment published in the February 2021 issue of HOH Magazine. It's being published here in its unabridged entirety, not because it 'deserves to stand on its own' but because editor-in-chief David Hoh felt it was too long for the 'I'm Into This' segment.]

The announcement of remakes for the Generation IV games, Pokémon Diamond and Pokémon Pearl versions, were not unexpected. In fact, I'd been expecting them since the originals came to North America in 2007. We'd recently had Pokémon FireRed and LeafGreen, remakes of the original Gen I games; so even being amazed at D/P's graphical improvements on the Nintendo DS, the most cutting-edge Pokémon games yet...I knew in the back of my mind "They're gonna remake these some day." I just didn't know when it would be, or what it would look like.

Until now.

Saturday, February 13, 2021

HOH Magazine: January 2021 Issue

David Hoh's face on Oprah's body, with Eastern Tiger Swallowtail wings. Headlines read: "New Year, Fuck You! Aggressively anticipate the year's sneaky bullshit!", "BIGGEST LOSER: DONALD TRUMP - Wow. What a loser he is. He lost. What a dumb piece of shit. Dumb loser, that guy.", and ""Caterpillar into butterfly, a blooming canvas colored brilliant colors caught the eye' - Foxy Shazam's Gonzo keeps on being personally relevant!"
Welcome back, bitches!

New Year, New Issue!

Welcome back! I'm your new Oprah, yet again! Snatching the mantle for smithing my opinions and thoughts into self-help (or just media recommendations) once more! Read on for the new and renewed HOH Magazine!!

Thursday, December 31, 2020

What Kind of Butterfly (Final Correspondence From The Cocoon)

Pupa stage of a Papilio glaucus with visible wings

Here I am, on the precipice of my chrysalis. Pressing against the dried, transparent walls of my cocoon. Can you see my coloration? I don't worry about what shape or decoration I will take when I emerge but the shape of the world I'm emerging into. But then again, just as all acting is reacting, I don't actually give a fuck about what shape your petty, fetid world is in. It is not mine to control, so what matter should I give to my mind over its form? I guess the tables turned, the facade is down: I do truly, actually worry what shape I will become. How I will be pressed and molded as I molt and shed, poked and bled by this greedy machine of consumption. I'd hope it's "as an avenging angel doing the work of God." But how do I guide that hope – that intention – into practice? Such notions make wrestling matches in my mind, the spectacle of thought.

If I haven't stated it so clearly before, then here: This world was not made for me but I belong in it.

Thursday, November 19, 2020

“Are you still in hiding?” (Correspondence From The Cocoon)

Self-portrait photograph of myself using the laptop's PhotoBooth camera. I am frizzy-bearded, with short-ish hair and no shirt. The curtains behind me are open for sunlight.
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Hiatus Post: Then & Now

"Record Recommendation / Hey 'Sup From Quarantine"


[Drafted as March 8, 2018:] Hey readers, I'm still here. I'm taking an hiatus because, like, ugh. I'm either lazy or busy or both these days. I'll still be doing the backlogged months. I'll get to them. The templates are there, some of them have half-cocked paragraphs or lists.

[Drafter as November 19th, 2020:] Hey readers, I want to use this again. I want to bring HOH Magazine back, with a more lax restructuring that would allow me to not feel weighted down by it, but excited by it instead. But I will also, for now, be using this as a space to make blog posts of a general sort.

Hey, in fact, this Hiatus Post was half-cooked with tags recommending an album that is a favorite of mine. I've been doing something similar in the Isolation Nation feature over on LewtonBus.net. Please check them out.

I never actually talked about Suego Faults by Wolf Gang for Isolation Nation. I haven't listened to the record in full in quite a while...maybe I have during Quarantine...I'm not so sure. But it is a great album worthy of recommendation. The more I listened to it the better it got, and now it's a top favorite. I know nothing of the band, nor have I seen a music video, recorded live performance, or even know of any other records they may have.

This is intentional, even if I'm missing out: the allure creates a thick perfume around it, an aura that sustains a magical quality of That New Sound, that keeps it floating in this little pocket where it is what it is, and what it is spreads out like roots into branches in my mind as I see visions of movie ideas, beautiful locales, and communication with the mental projection of my affection: a correspondence with a pedestal I need to take out from under. This album seems to alternate between fantastic scenarios of grand adventure and longing, love, and remorse. Where are you now? Back to back, we're stronger. I keep trying to move on; there's something in the way...


Listen to it!

Anyway, now that the 2018 intention of this post draft has been fulfilled, the 2020 intention of this post draft is: I'm going to post here more often now, cool? It hasn't been that long since 2018, yeah?