Seu Jorge covers David Bowie’s “Life on Mars?” in Portuguese. His studio sessions for The Life Aquatic are amazinggggg. Seu Jorge also plays Knockout Ned in City of God. What a stud!
Monthly Archives: October 2010
A new advance in recording and interpreting brain activity will open the door to machines that could record and play back your dreams.
A research team writing in Nature has announced that it has developed a brain-machine interface capable of recording higher level brain activity. Moran Cerf and his team at UCLA have been able to connect the activity of individual neurons with specific images. When an individual thinks about these images, the neurons light up, and, if they are hooked up to a brain-machine interface, can call up a specific image on a computer screen. Cerf’s team has been able to identify a handful of these image-specific neurons in each participant in a recent study, specific neurons that light up when an individual thinks about, for example, the Eiffel Tower or Marilyn Monroe.
Researchers have been using these interfaces to try to reconstruct human memories on a computer, and some courts are allowing the use of fMRIs to determine if suspects are guilty of a crime. But this most recent advance gives Cerf hope that neuroscientists could eventually develop a machine that could record dreams based on the firing of image-specific neurons.
The development of such a machine would require the cataloging of thousands of these neurons — a difficult task — but Cerf envisions a great many uses for dream-recording technology:
“It would be wonderful to read people’s minds where they cannot communicate, such as people in comas,” said Dr Cerf.
He imagines that the technology could give us insight into other people’s minds, and perhaps prove a more efficient way of linking the mind and machines than technologies that focus on the brain’s motor control regions:
“We can sail with our imaginations and think about all the things we could do if we had access to a person’s brain and basically visualise their thoughts.
“For example, instead of just having to write an email you could just think it. Or another futuristic application would be to think a flow of information and have it written in front of your eyes.”
Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you may never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it’s what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I’ve been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody. Amen.