What’s fun with your nostrils?

My darling Purplefae brings news that every link returned by this Google Search is entertaining in some way.

Since in blogging this I am also ruining it, here’s how it looks as I write:

Google answers the big questions.

Google answers the big questions.

Can you find an unsullied source of such beautiful search results? Perhaps the results of creative search queries could become a new art form, akin to Googlewhacking?

And finally, we have definitive proof that the Bible does not have all the answers, although Sophisticated Theologians™ do tell us that ‘Someone who is long of nostrils is the opposite of someone who is quick-tempered‘.

I leave the explanation of that to you guys, along with the question of why Purps was searching for nostril fun in the first place.

Jamie Kilstein interview at AtheistCon

Dave The Happy Singer and Jamie Kilstein

Dave The Happy Singer and Jamie Kilstein

Jamie Kilstein rocks hard.

One of my top highlights of the Rise of Atheism: 2010 Global Atheist Convention was getting to catch up with Jamie again. But this time, I got to interview him!

I’ve been a fan of Jamie’s comedy for a couple of years, since he was sweet enough to e-mail Sydney Atheists to plug his Sydney Comedy Store show in November 2008. So I was delighted to get a Tweet from Podblack Cat asking if I’d like to interview him for the Skeptic Zone podcast.

Hell, yeah.

So Jamie, Purplefae and I, all buzzing from the awesome weekend, met up for a coffee at Jamie’s hotel and chatted for nearly an hour.

The interview was easier than I’d expected. I was well aware that Jamie was an awesome interviewer himself (he co-hosts the hilarious activist podcast Citizen Radio), and I figured I’d have to have pages of insightful questions to avoid looking like a tool. In fact, I’d worried needlessly. Jamie wove every question into a hilarious, — sometimes moving — story, reeling off anecdotes and quips as though we’d rehearsed. We hadn’t.

The Skeptic Zone, an explainable natural phenomenon of technology

The Skeptic Zone, an explainable natural phenomenon of technology

Indeed, the interview was much longer than a typical Skeptic Zone interview. In the end, the Zone had to edit the result heavily to fit the show’s magazine format (and it’s PG rating!) Fortunately, my colleagues at the Zone were generous enough to let me release the entire uncut interview on the Sydney Atheists Podcast, of which I’m a host.

Check out the full Sydney Atheists Podcast interview with Jamie Kilstein. Jamie shares his thoughts on:

  • Playing at the largest ever gathering of nonbelievers
  • His personal path to atheism, via spiritual-not-religious stonerdom
  • The atheist movement and organising atheists
  • Playing in Australia with material about American politics
  • The birth and flourishing of Citizen Radio
  • Dealing with criticism of his comedy
  • His tattoos!

If you can possibly sell a kidney to get to Melbourne, check out his show at the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. Whether you can or not, subscribe to Citizen Radio: the interviews are insightful, inspiring and hilarious.

And if you want even more fun, here are the Ten Commandments of Jamie’s Church of the Smiling Vagina, from his set at the Convention and which I would very much like to have as the reading at my wedding:

Now would anyone like to buy a kidney?

A lesson in critical thinking.

How to spell ‘definately’.

I’m Sean The Blogonaut

This man is not real

This man is not real

I have been up in the air about whether to write to you about this issue or not, but my lame excuse earlier about not blogging made me realise that you deserve to make a free and informed choice when you decide to subscribe to my feed.

My post earlier to explain why I haven’t been blogging was not the whole truth. The truth is: I have been blogging, and prolifically. Just not here.

It’s time to come clean. It’s time to tell the world my big secret.

I am Sean the Blogonaut.

I realise this will come as a big surprise to many people, and not just those who have followed my own career. The many, many fans of the Sean the Blogonaut blog will no doubt feel elated and somewhat overwhelmed that their favourite freethinker not only became even more awesome but also doesn’t exist.

I know you’ll have lots of questions about this. It’s a big deal: one of the biggest revelations since John got stoned off his box. So I’ll try to answer the most obvious questions and comments now.

Why did you decide to invent Sean the Blogonaut?

The world needed him: a skeptical superhero who could take down Mercy Ministries and join the Justice League of Australia to defeat the Australian Vaccination Network.

Why not just do it yourself?

Modesty. If I’m going to take the limelight, I want it to be for something trivial, like a song about a flasher.

Why did you make him so damn handsome? He looks nothing like you!

This was a difficult decision to make. I knew that by making the Sean character beautiful, it might distract from the serious message of the blog. But in the end, my giddyness took over as I developed a mancrush on my own character. He had to be perfect. Besides, give him a mullet wig and some Ray Bans and…

Sean + Me = Chemistry

Sean + Me = Chemistry

In fact, the similarity between gorgeous Sean and me is so strikingly obvious, I’m surprised no-one noticed!

What will happen to Sean now?

I haven’t decided yet. His site will stay up: I didn’t go to all the trouble of winning the Monty Miller award for nothing! But I expect I will probably wind the story up on Sean’s site with something totally bizarre.

Maybe some bullshit about Sean being a woman: something that only a total and utter idiot would believe.

UPDATE: It seems Podblack Cat is also claiming to be Sean The Blogonaut. It’s a lie!

FURTHER UPDATE: More misinformation is being pumped out by mysterious forces. Now the Drunken Madman is claiming to be Sean The Blogonaut!

SUPPLEMENTARY UPDATE: Bastard Sheep denies being Sean the Blogonaut. Believe him, he’s a skeptic.

I’m back. Deal with it.

Dave The Happy Singer Returns to the blogosphere

Dave The Happy Singer Returns to the blogosphere

The thing with having a blog is, you have to do keep the rhythm up. Like so many things in life, if you slip out it can be hard to get back in. So it has been for me: I didn’t blog for a while when I took a break from gigging, and before I knew it, months had passed.

It’s not that I didn’t want to blog, dear friends. I did. And it’s not as though I had nothing to tell you: I have lots of stories stacked up. But after being quiet for so long, it was difficult to know how to pipe up again. I still don’t know, so I’m just going to belly-flop in with this one and pick it up from there.

So here it is: my first post after a long break, and it’s a lame one. I’m sorry about that.

There is fun to be had here, so for that reason alone, it’s time this rational Internet superhero donned the Lycra and Speedos again. There are songs to be sung, jokes to be jung, and woo to be wung.

I hope you’ll welcome me back to the blogosphere.

Gigs for March!

HELLO THERE!

I hope that you had a terrific February, as I did. Here’s a post about my forthcoming gigs for March 2009! I’ve been so busy lately, it’s come in rather late! Full listings are at the bottom of this page.

Please note that all my future shows will be listed on the Upcoming Events page. Geeks will love my Upcoming Events feed, too!

Anyway, this post is now so delayed that my first March event has already slipped by: I paraded in the Sydney Mardi Gras last night with the Sydney Queer Atheists. This was fabulous, even for a heartbroken monogamous heterosexual boy like me! I had my guitar with me, so I unfortunately couldn’t get any snaps. If anyone has any photos of me from last night I can post here, please email me at smile@davethehappysinger.com!

Dave The Happy Singer at the piano (photo by Jazzy Lemon)

Dave The Happy Singer at the piano (photo by Jazzy Lemon)

And my shambolic organisation is taking its toll again with a very last-minute shoutout for tonight’s show! I’m at Kelly’s on King in Newtown tonight, Sunday March 8th! Join me with the SongsALIVE! Showcase from 7pm. I normally play later in the evening so if you have plans earlier, you can still catch me.

I’m very excited to play my first RSL show this Wednesday 11th March at Newtown RSL. If you can make it I’d really love to give them a show to remember for their very first Happy Singer experience!

Coming up in just a couple of weeks is the March in March protest against internet censorship! That’s on Saturday 21st March in Canberra. This very important day is an opportunity for us to speak out against the Australian government’s expensive, ineffective Internet filter. This is planned to censor not just illegal but ‘undesirable’ legal material using a secret and unaccountable blacklist. This must not happen, and I urge you to join me and the Digital Liberty Coalition in Canberra. As at the Internet Censorship Protest in Sydney I’ll be singing my own songs and some classic Internet hits and offering a wry perspective on the stragely silent Senator Stephen.

Finally, I have another exciting first this month as I play at the popular Sandringham Hotel on Wednesday 25th March for the very first time! This is another SongsALIVE event and I will be joined by Lucy Harte, Aaron Lyon Sophie O’Sullivan and Stuart O’Connor. Please make a special effort to make this one if you can: it will be a barnstormer!

That’s it for now. Stay Happy!

Mark Gormley Alert! Everybody get in here now!

No doubt because of my last post on the Very Intense Mark Gormley, Our Saviour has returned with a new music video!

The video is classic Phil Thomas Katt (he is alarmed this time) and Tommy Robinetti gets in a good gag about getting phone calls from crazed Gorm fans (sorry Tommy!)

The song’s pretty good too, a melancholy Gormstomping rock ballad! Take a look:

Now there are a couple of other points to note here, for those with a sweepstake running:

  • World landmarks visited: London, Hollywood and more.
  • Polo shirt colour: White. Ish.
  • Powerstance variant employed: straight.
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And there’s one other thing you should have noticed. Go back to 1:50 in the video. See it now? Still don’t believe that Mark Gormley is some kind of god incarnate? That’s right:

MARK GORMLEY CAN WALK ON WATER.

Praise be.

The Saviour has Come. And he is Very Intense.

In the beginning was the Duck. And the Duck was stupid.

Then came a man called Rick Astley. He was awesome, but he wasn’t the Messiah.

They asked him, are you the Messiah? And he smiled and said he wasn’t. But he said, ‘We’re no strangers to love’. And they were confused, even though they’d known each other for so long.

And many imitated him, but he was not the Messiah.

And there was at that time a Virgin in those lands. And an angel appeared and addressed her in a serious tone for like six minutes. And she thanked him. I suppose.

And she was not trolling. Nor was she the Messiah, although many thought she was.

Behold. The man the latchet of whose shoes Rick Astley is not worthy to unloose. Behold. The saviour, our Lord Mark Gormley:

Mark Gormley went up on to the mountain and spoke to them. And lo! the video called for lonely and desolate spaces. So Mark Gormley said unto them, ‘Let us go into space’. And they went into space.

MARK GORMLEY HAS BEEN TO SPACE.

Mark Gormley does the POWERSTANCE. And it looks like this.

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And like this:

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Mark Gormley is Very Intense. They should make like a twelve minute version of him, because the music is really cool.

Mark Gormley can cure cancer. He will bring peace to the Middle East and formulate the grand unifying theory. Mark Gormley is here.

Archdeacon Narelle Jarrett: I’m Enjoying My Life!

I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking.

The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides.

- Carl Sagan

Carl Sagan’s resounding affirmation of life, as precious and wondrous as it is brief and finite, inspires and exhilarates me almost to tears.

Today I was reminded of his profound and clear wisdom as it was thrown into sharp contrast by one of the most densely packed torrents of ignorance and stupidity I have ever read. Swinging clumsily, like a drunken boxer, Sydney ‘archdeacon’ Narelle Jarrett has unleashed a flurry of incoherent thought at nonbelievers. As hilarious as it is irrational, her beef is with the British Humanist Association’s incredibly popular and successful bus advertising campaign:

A worry free, enjoyable life?  Woody Allen has a good awareness of what life on earth without God is like. Without God there is no logic to pain, frustration, suffering, acts of mindless cruelty, nor of why death is written into our DNA and into that of the cosmos – death remains for all, a terrifying prospect. Nor is there for the atheist, any explanation for the existence of ‘good’!

In one of the few correct statements in the entire stultifying article, the arch-deluded Ms Jarrett correctly identifies the planet Woody Allen lives on, and equally correctly notes the godlessness he perceives there. Odd though her choice of philosopher is, the ensuing non sequiturs make me wonder which planet she comes from.

No logic to pain? Au contraire, madame l’archidiacre. Pain is an evolved response to potential harm, with obvious survival benefit. For someone claiming a personal relationship with an omnipotent, omnibenevolent god, the existence of suffering, mindless cruelty, death and frustration ought to present a serious challenge, as Epicurus notes:

Either God wants to abolish evil, and cannot; or he can, but does not want to. If he wants to, but cannot, he is impotent. If he can, but does not want to, he is wicked. If God can abolish evil, and God really wants to do it, why is there evil in the world?

The argument is centuries older than the alleged Christ, and still there is no good counter-argument. Oblivious, Jarrett cheerfully bumbles on, claiming that atheists have no explanation for ‘good’. Again she forgets the implication of her own faith: that her friend in the sky allegedly drowned the world, rained fire on Sodom, killed the Egyptian first-born children, explicitly promises eternal torture for non-Christians, and demands human sacrifice, genocide, slavery and genital mutilation… but is ‘good’.

For an atheist, however, evolutionary biology has many good explanations for the evolutionary origins of morality, starting with ‘you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours’, and heading into some sophisticated but mind-blowingly enlightening game theory. Though she implies she has exhaustive knowledge of atheist literature, it seems Ms Jarrett hasn’t even read The Selfish Gene, the most famous book by the most famous living atheist!

But then it seems Ms Jarrett doesn’t like reading, since her second example of a godless philosopher is (I shit you not), the guy that Eric Idle plays at the end of the Life of Brian:

You come from nothing; you are going back to nothing. What have you lost? Nothing!

I don’t know how to break it to you, Archdeacon Jarrett, but that film was a parody, intended to mock the severe delusion of religious faith. The assertion you quote is a paraphrase of the ‘ashes to ashes’ line in your own funeral service, and that itself is lifted from Genesis 3:19. You are doing it wrong.

But I’m afraid it gets worse, dear reader. You see, the increasingly confused Ms Jarrett seems to think that atheists live in terror of death. This atheist doesn’t! Perhaps some do, but they certainly aren’t the optimists!

Regardless of what you believe, death is a fact. I am utterly comfortable with the idea that my time is finite, and that I must pass this fragile planet on to my descendants, as my ancestors passed it on to me. Accepting the reality of mortality makes me value every second of my life so much. I treasure it. I love it, along with the beauty and joy and wonder and love and excitement and passion and wisdom and amazement that I perceive in the universe.

I was a victim of the Anglican faith in my youth, and it is painfully obvious to me that every second of my finite life is more precious than I thought when my life was just a lobby to paradise, an obstacle course I had to complete to avoid hell. If anyone should live in terror of death, ought it not be the credulous, who believe they risk eternal torture for such ’sins’ as sexual attraction, calling someone a fool, or eating a prawn?

Jarrett loses all coherence as she invokes the long-debunked Genesis creation myth as cause for hope (1 Peter 3:15 says she should try harder), tells us her friends ridiculed her for becoming a Christian (well, duh!),  and drops my favourite clanger of clangers: telling us her brainwashers ‘didn’t think they came by chance from nothing‘.

Archdeacon Jarrett: we didn’t come from nothing, nor did we do so by chance. We adapted to our environment over four billion years by a non-random process of natural selection. It’s called evolution, it’s a simple concept and there is no excuse for you to be literate and remain ignorant of it.

Clutching at straws, forming them into her own image and calling them an argument, Ms Jarrett finally ‘demolishes’ the claim that atheism automatically leads to a worry-free life. Such a shame that no-one claimed it does. The ad campaign has a much more inspirational message!

Atheism won’t magic away your concerns, but it mercifully disposes of the celestial surveillance, the eternal torture, the cognitive dissonance, the need to interpret ancient blood-myth, the obsession with death and other peoples’ sex lives, the irrational invention of ’souls’ in zygotes and the ludicrous, stultifying idea that this stunning universe of countless stars is somehow created with you in mind, none of which has any rational basis whatsoever.

Packaging this wicked nonsense in a cheap wrapper labelled ‘love’ is what pays the archdeacon’s wages. As the Sydney Anglicans prepare to go on the attack with a conversion campaign called Connect 09, you can expect more of this kind of shallow, unfounded and inconsistent pleading over the coming year. If Narelle Jarrett’s present attempt is anything to go by, expect a spray of footbullets.

Freeing oneself from unreason is a marvellous thing. Now enjoy your life, because it really is the only one you have.

Further commentary:

Tynan at Sydney Atheists: I’m not worried!

Sean The Blogonaut: The Argument from Woody Allen

A Drunken Madman: Archdeacon Narelle Jarrett: Patron Saint of Facepalm (WARNING: strong language and stronger emotions. Epic win.)

World Gasps! New Favicon!

As you know, I’m clearly a man who knows his tech history.

With that comes an awesome responsibility to stay ahead of the pulse, to keep my finger on the ball and my eyes on the curve.

Nowhere is this more crucial as we look to the release of Web 2.1 (beta) than in the world of the favicon: that little square of branding a website sticks in your address bar and bookmarks. 256 pixels that can make or break your online presence.

Some sites take this so seriously that their entire useful content is in their Favicon!

It is with my keen eye on web fashion that I can now announce the bold, fresh new trend in favicon design for 2009:

The bold, fresh piece of favicon. 2009's hottest trend.

The bold, fresh piece of favicon. 2009's hottest trend.

This fulfils all the design objectives of being: a colourful background with funny shapes and that and Dave The Happy Singer on the top looking well rad.

The colours are of course those of Dave The Happy Singer’s most popular song Red, Yellow, Pink and Green. The colours themselves represent Dave’s own core values of Virility, Honesty, Compassion, and Reason.

Expect to see this design trend make a big splash in 2009!