Setsen's sound

Performing with Dolores was a dream since I first sang along with her. Today marks her birthday, to which I pay tribute by uploading an uncover I made in January of 2018, right before I learned of her death.

2018 оны 5 сар. "About a Boy," a short film by Yash. 2019 оны 4 сарын 13. Yash, Eugenio, Setsen. Ж. Лаканы семинарын тэнхимд дуулахаа урьтлан мэдээгүй байсан бид гурав Үльм дэх Ратө 3 давхрын унтлагын өрөөнд энэ нэг дууг сонгоод нүдсэн өдөр. And the rrr...rr.....sentment bites haaaard. 2020 оны 5 сарын 24. Yash маань тэнгэрийн оронд заларчээ. Yash Kumar Bhati, doctorant au département de Chimie depuis trois ans, est décédé brutalement à Paris le 24 mai. Ses professeurs et ses amis du département de Chimie lui rendent hommage. La communauté normalienne s'associe à la douleur de ses proches et de sa famille. Le département de chimie a perdu dimanche 24 mai 2020 l'un de ses très chers doctorants, qui sont la force vive et centrale de nos recherches. Yash vient de disparaître brutalement, à l'âge où l'avenir n'est que promesse... Yash a travaillé pendant près de trois années au sein du pôle NBMS du laboratoire PASTEUR. Son travail de doctorat portait sur les réseaux de gènes synthétiques. Au cours de ce travail interdisciplinaire, il était en interaction étroite avec de nombreux chercheurs de PSL. Yash laisse un vide empli par son regard profond et son constant sourire Nous garderons tous les plaisirs de ces moments partagés avec lui. Nos pensées accompagnent sa famille et ses proches dans cette terrible épreuve. Anne Boutin, directrice du département Chimie de l’ENS ___ Yash laisse orphelin un projet de recherche ambitieux qui le passionnait. Avec Mathieu Morel, il était parvenu à implanter des circuits de gènes synthétiques dans des cellules de mammifères afin que celles-ci répondent à leur environnement chimique. De tels circuits sont des outils idéaux pour comprendre la régulation cellulaire, l’organisation spatiale des tissus et peuvent être appliqués à de nouveaux modèles d’organes sur puces. Dans un véritable esprit scientifique, Yash discutait sans cesse avec Mathieu de tous les aspects de son projet : les réussites et les échecs, les solutions possibles, les questions nouvelles qui s’offraient à eux. Tristement, Yash n’a pu voir l’aboutissement de ce projet. Nous nous souviendrons avec émotion de sa passion pour la science et surtout de sa grande générosité et de sa gentillesse incomparable. Rodolphe Vuilleumier, directeur du laboratoire PASTEUR ___ Cinéaste et cinéphile, Yash a marqué son passage à l’ENS avec l’intensité des grands films. Sensible à la beauté fugace des instants, Yash avait conscience du temps et a vécu ses trois années à l’ENS avec une intensité brillante. En 3 ans seulement, il y a construit des relations riches et de nombreuses personnes sont devenues presqu’instantanément des amies et des amis très proches. Passionné par la science, curieux, profond, son engagement pour son travail de thèse était exemplaire. Drôle, maladroit parfois, toujours gracieux, attentif aux autres et bienveillant, Il a marqué notre laboratoire de son sourire solaire et de son regard inoubliable, lumineux et crépitant, plein d’intelligence et d’acuité. Yash connaissait les contrastes de la vie. Avec élégance et générosité, il n’a pourtant cessé de nous combler de lumière. Cette lumière ne s’éteindra pas. Damien Baigl, responsable du pôle NMBS où Yash effectuait sa thèse

2015 оны 12-р сар. ДиСи хот. Парисын гэрээ. Трамп. Айлын хажуу өрөө хөлслөн, бичиг баримт ирээгүй тул ажил хийх эрхгүй, хууль бусаар сүши хийж байсан үеийн бичлэг. Арын шумыг сонсоод инээд хүрэв.

At 16, I discovered Alain de Botton through his philosophy talks on youtube. Then later, I rediscovered him through the School of Life, which branched to the Book of Life. I was once criticized by a friend for liking BOL, a portal of short philosophy articles for lay people that I would identify with and confidently cite to share my views. With long held wish to narrate audioboooks, on April 18, 2015, I read an article aloud. I thank my folder "Voice recordings to erase" for revealing the file today, on May 5, 2018. Here is to my 10th year of knowing Alain through his work: The Consolations of a Bath: It is easy to get carried away imagining a happy life. One mentally sketches the perfectly job, the ideal relationship, a wide set of fascinating yet always cheerful friends. It’s lovely to think about such things, but to get very attached to these hopes is unhelpful: life perhaps just won’t live up to them. One will be forever disappointed. Which is why there’s a wisdom that focuses on the reliable pleasures and satisfaction that lie within our grasp. A hot bath fits into this category. It’s best when the water is deep and, at first, almost too hot. You venture a foot, wince, and run a burst of cold. Slowly you lower yourself in. The water surges up round your sides as you go down, a little wave goes over the side – but you’ll live with that. You lie back and put a foot up by the taps, getting one knee into the warmth. Then you change legs. There’s a little surge of gratitude as you think for what a tiny sliver of history this easy comfort has been around. This apparently modest achievement (a modest tub of liquid heated to X% of body temperature) is the outcome of epic labours: dams and reservoirs were constructed on distant rivers; people with broken fingernails laid the pipes; long dead inventors fretted at night to come up with the prototype non-drip tap; wind farm entrepreneurs, nuclear scientists, frogmen on oil rigs and mining engineers have ensured that hot water is constantly on hand. The bath allows us to be both uncovered and cosy. Unless we inhabit a few favoured zones of the globe the physical environment is normally dispiritingly hostile: by day we have to swaddle our skin in careful layers of wool and cotton and at night, encase ourselves within sheets and duvets. Then, briefly, in the bath, none of that is necessary. A bath is an artificial warm afternoon in mid-summer. It is a return to the easy nakedness of our primal ancestors. And it echoes too the months when we first floated in warm water, in the little sealed bath of the womb, soothed by the rumblings of our mother’s digestive tract and growing a pancreas and some toes to the rhythm of her heart. The bath hints to the body of its distant past of complete contentment, before it was propelled across the horizon of birth into the imperfect world. But the pleasure of the bath is primarily intellectual. Baths are ideal places to think. Their ability to ease us towards productive ideas is probably greater than that of the places we formally assign to such work: the office, the seminar room, the library or the laboratory. The reason is that our bigger thoughts generally don’t come when commanded. They tend to emerge when we’re not quite looking, like shy deer reluctant to come out of the shadows of the forest for fear of the hunter. The warm water lulls the nervous habits of the mind. We’re off the hook. We’re perfectly free not to think at all and – by the perverse logic of the brain – this actually makes thinking easier. We can risk being totally wrong, we can imagine adventurous scenarios, our fixed ideas can be set to aside just long enough for novel, and potentially better, ones to get a hearing. The rest is at: http://www.thebookoflife.org/the-consolations-of-a-bath/ Setsen (Geopoet) May 5, 2018

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Blue Moon by Chris and Setsen by Setsen

Though we have been in Discrete Math and General Physics together, I knew almost nothing about Chris until my last week at Cornell. When we met for jamming, he suggested I sing Blue Moon, and what a fine choice! *Blue Moon was composed by Richard Rodgers (music) and Lorenz Hart (lyrics) **The background music was arranged by him on his nintendo player. ***This cover does disservice to his charming look and beautiful curly jet black hair. But, oh well.

Originally sung by Vashti Bunyan, this piece is filled with silent contemplations, hopes, and speculations about a daring move to recover a lost love. The train sounds remind the singer of the impending meeting with his/her ex, who might have met another lover. I heard the song initially from a VIBE 105.5 interview with Dulguun and Enkhjin from Mongolia. The next day, when Chris (Monkey Boy) asked me what song would suit for our performance, the piece came to mind. As we didn't have much time to rehearse together for an upcoming performance, I recorded our rehearsal on my phone to listen to later at home so that I can get a framework to refer back to when consulting with him. Though it was our first time singing Train Song, thus flawed in terms of rhythm, harmony between the singers, volume of the guitar, the moments captured here are worth sharing.

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