Plugin Name: Brian's Latest Comments
Plugin URI: http://meidell.dk/archives/category/wordpress/latest-comments/
Description: This shows an overview of the recently active articles and the last people to comment on them. Original idea and code fixes contributed by Michael Heilemann. If you have Dunstan's Time Since installed, this plugin uses it for the title="" attributes on the comments and posts. (For WordPress 1.5)
Author: Brian Meidell
Author URI: http://meidell.dk/
Version 1.5: Now works without LOCK TABLE and CREATE TEMPORARY TABLE priviledges.
Version 1.5.1: Can't remember what I did here
Version 1.5.2: Fixed count select statement to not include spammy comments
Version 1.5.3: Properly excludes track- and pingbacks
Version 1.5.4: Excludes posts that are not published, even if they have comments
Version 1.5.5: Fade old comments, fixed bug that wreaked havoc with Time Since
Version 1.5.6: Bugfix from Jonas Rabbe (http://www.jonas.rabbe.com/) pertaining to timesince
Version 1.5.7: Bugfix so old colors can be darker than new colors (stupid oversight), thanks to http://spiri.dk for spotting it.
Bugfix where single digit hex would cause invalid colors, thanks to http://www.wereldkeuken.be/ for the fix.
Version 1.5.8: Updated to work with WordPress 2.1 alpha by M. Heilemann.
function blc_latest_comments($num_posts = 5, $num_comments = 6, $hide_pingbacks_and_trackbacks = true, $prefix = "
", $postfix = "
", $fade_old = true, $range_in_days = 10, $new_col = "#444444", $old_col = "#cccccc")
function clamp($min, $max, $val)
$usetimesince = function_exists('time_since'); // Work nicely with Dunstan's Time Since plugin (adapted by Michael Heilemann)
// This is compensating for the lack of subqueries in mysql 3.x
// The approach used in previous versions needed the user to
// have database lock and create tmp table priviledges.
// This uses more queries and manual DISTINCT code, but it works with just select privs.
$ping = "";
$ping = "AND comment_type<>'pingback' AND comment_type<>'trackback'";
$posts = $wpdb->get_results("SELECT
FROM ($wpdb->comments LEFT JOIN $wpdb->posts ON (comment_post_ID = ID))
WHERE comment_approved = '1'
ORDER BY comment_date DESC;");
$seen = array();
$num = 0;
$max_time = $range_in_days * 24 * 60 * 60 ;
$r_new = hexdec(substr($new_col, 1, 2));
$r_old = hexdec(substr($old_col, 1, 2));
//$r_min = min($min, $max);
//$r_max = max($min, $max);
$r_range = ($r_old-$r_new);
$g_new = hexdec(substr($new_col, 3, 2));
$g_old = hexdec(substr($old_col, 3, 2));
//$g_min = min($min, $max);
//$g_max = max($min, $max);
$g_range = ($g_old-$g_new);
$b_new = hexdec(substr($new_col, 5, 2));
$b_old = hexdec(substr($old_col, 5, 2));
//$b_min = min($min, $max);
//$b_max = max($min, $max);
$b_range = ($b_old-$b_new);
// print "ranges: $r_range, $g_range, $b_range ";
// print "r: ".(0.5*$r_range+$r_new)." ";
foreach($posts as $post)
// The following 5 lines is a manual DISTINCT and LIMIT,
// since mysql 3.x doesn't allow you to control which way a DISTINCT
// select merges multiple entries.
$seen[$post->comment_post_ID] = true;
if($num++ > $num_posts)
$commenters = $wpdb->get_results("SELECT *, UNIX_TIMESTAMP(comment_date) AS unixdate FROM $wpdb->comments
WHERE comment_approved = '1'
AND comment_post_ID = '".$post->comment_post_ID."'
ORDER BY comment_date DESC
$count = $wpdb->get_var("SELECT COUNT(comment_ID) AS c FROM $wpdb->comments WHERE comment_post_ID = $post->comment_post_ID AND comment_approved = '1' ".$ping);
$i = 0;
$link = get_permalink($post->comment_post_ID);
$title = " title=\"Last comment was ".time_since($comment->unixdate)." ago\"";
$title = "";
echo $prefix."".stripslashes($post->post_title). "".$count." \n";
foreach($commenters as $commenter)
$title = " title=\"Posted ".time_since($commenter->unixdate)." ago\"";
$diff = time() - $commenter->unixdate;
$r = round($diff/$max_time*($r_range))+$r_new;
$r = clamp(min($r_new, $r_old), max($r_new, $r_old), $r);
$g = round($diff/$max_time*($g_range))+$g_new;
$g = clamp(min($g_new, $g_old), max($g_new, $g_old), $g);
$b = round($diff/$max_time*($b_range))+$b_new;
$b = clamp(min($b_new, $b_old), max($b_new, $b_old), $b);
$r_hex = str_pad(dechex($r), 2, '0', STR_PAD_LEFT);
$g_hex = str_pad(dechex($g), 2, '0', STR_PAD_LEFT);
$b_hex = str_pad(dechex($r), 2, '0', STR_PAD_LEFT);
$colstr = " style=\"color: #".$r_hex.$g_hex.$b_hex.";\"";
if($i++ > 0)
echo ", ";
if($count > $num_comments)
echo " [...]";
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After an initial run through the song, the improv that developed quickened with a pace and fury that left my jaw on the floor. While I shudder to think that I can’t make it out of my first comments without making a comparison to Phish, this jam found a space that harkens back to truly great You Enjoy Myself jams. At one point Mike even settled into a groove that some might argue was a direct nod to Phish classic. Sonic vibrations blasting the bodies in the front rows, it was hard to NOT be blown away.
Trey, normally a loquacious fellow, didn’t speak a whole lot during the show, but did note that he, Markellis and drummer Russ Lawton played the second-ever show at Higher Ground, in the old Winooski location 13 years ago. ”Our next song will be a 13-year-long jam,” Trey said, and the crowd cheered. Instead, he and the band launched into what he called a “world premiere,” a tune called “Snake Head Thumb,” which began with a bluesy guitar intro befitting a song with a name like that and the esoteric lyric “There’s a man I know with a snake head thumb/Just walk by and your body goes numb.”
A few songs into the first set, a funny thing happened: My pad stayed in my pocket for longer stretches. I put my phone away and stopped sending messages to the newsroom. Deadlines and leads slipped from my mind. I forgot, for a time, I was on assignment. That’s a very unusual thing and a better way to listen to music — and there was some good stuff to hear Wednesday night at the fairgrounds.
In an extraordinarily low-key pre-show parking lot scene that was more akin to a family picnic than a rock show or typical Phish event, warm embraces and friendly conversation prevailed. Seemingly, most of the 8,000 tickets sold in Vermont stayed with Green Mountain Staters. The fairgrounds certainly felt like the local hometown show that it was. At the sole entrance to the venue, security and ticket takers greeted many of the incoming attendees by name. Regardless if they knew you or not, they were certainly more intent on welcoming you, smiling at you, and treating you to true Yankee hospitality than they were to bother with checking anything other than your ticket.
(Before we move on, if I could chat privately with the hardcore Fi-hadist nitwits for a second. Dudes, what follows will be a mostly positive review of my experience at the show last night. However, I’m a music critic. I don’t believe anyone, even a sacred sea cow, is above criticism. I’m gonna write a few things you probably won’t agree with or like. So let me save you some time and trouble:
– Yes, this is the worst piece of journalism in history. And I am the worst journalist ever.
– You’re right, I probably should be/will be/have been fired for this.
– It’s true. I am so jealous that your band is bigger than my li’l hipster indie bands. By the way, have you heard the new Vampire Grizzly Beach album? Really skinnies up my jeans.)
Phish is a tremendous source of inspiration. The friends that I met through the band give me hope for humanity. Trey is a personal hero because I also struggle with some of the same (pharmaceutical) demons that he dealt with over the last decade or so. It’s not easy being Trey, and it’s even a thousand times tougher to walk the line of sobriety while feeding the creative beast within you and trying to entertain and show everyone a good time without being redundant. Despite the deviant obstacles, Trey and the rest of the band continue to share their collaborative musical talents with whomever is bold and crazy enough to follow them along for the ride. Phish was born in Vermont in the mid-80s when a bunch of geeky college students decided to form a band. It took 240 attempts, but I’m fortunate that I got to finally see a good show near their birthplace.
Mike Gordon, the bassist, took the stage to great cheers at about 7:15. With few words, he acknowledged the magnitude of the moment — Phish, which formed in this state in 1983, home for a concert to help a state and people in need.
Ghost was far and away the most energetic, well executed, and exciting tune of the weekend. Though it was fairly short, the build-up was purely organic. A quick tease of Oye Como Va paid tribute to Carlos Santana’s performance a few miles away at the Red Rocks Amphitheatre, and led perfectly into Guy Forget, during which Gordon and Anastasio exchanged numerous smiles and laughter on stage. Even though it seemed like most people didn’t know the song being played, the excitement was palpable as they dropped back into Ghost to close out the tune. Walls of the Cave was an interesting choice to end the set, but it proved to be worthy of the spot as Anastasio again took the reigns and rode right to the top.
Phish slammed the door on their greatest three-night stand of the year last night, again crushing two sets of highlight-ridden music for their Denver audience. In their tour finale, the band unveiled a spectacular final set littered with buttery segues, smoking improv, and the razor-sharp musical marksmanship displayed throughout three glorious nights in the Rocky Mountains.
“Wow, all S songs,” I said to the girl next to me. She was too spun to notice. At that point, we tried to figure out the second set. Would the S theme continue? Was it prelude for Santana, who was rumored to sit in with the boys because he was playing Red Rocks the next two nights. Many moons ago, Phish played the infamous M set packed with M songs. Maybe we were getting inside their deviant secret — they are S&M freaks?
Everything over the past two-plus years had built up to this. All the stepping stones of ’09 and ’10—all the sublime highlights and borked jams, missed transitions and musical triumphs—had brought us here; to the Gorge on August 5th, a night when everything changed again. Phish hadn’t dropped something like this before. Not in this context. Not with this palate of sound. Not ever. Throw the era qualifications right into the Columbia River Gorge. And when Mike dropped that bass line deep into the night, bringing the beat back from the netherworld, the Earth shook with delight as skulls shattered across the hillside. IT was real. And IT was good.
Following two shows that showcased jams of all shapes and sizes, Phish played an odd tour finale in which they rarely let an improvisational root take hold. Still crafting an engaging opening half of the second set the band carried legitimate momentum, albeit with short jam segments, as they segued smoothly from the show’s improvisational high point—“Piper”— into “Ghost.” But Trey decided to supplant any semblance of a “Ghost” jam with “Makisupa,” a move which wound up diffusing the entire set and sparking an innocuous run of made-far-radio Phish, leaving their leg two finale as the weakest of the Chicago’s three nights—by far.
Starting with the sinister swank of “Sand” the band showcased their one-minded playing with a heroic dose of Phish groove. The band took the song far beyond rhythmic gymnastics however, as they moved right past the song’s conclusion into a hard-edged ambiance. Amidst this context Mike and Trey had an eerie, one-on-one conversation that gradually brought the band towards “Light.” And after a small time off from being the band’s central portal into the center of the cosmos, “Light’s” two versions of tour have been exactly that. Taking last night’s piece into the heart of modern Phish experimentation, Mike stood at the center of an intergalactic jam. As the band pushed eclectic and alien boundaries, the wide-open style of play that defined the jam would soon come to define the entire set.
Phish, on the other hand, manages to shred up a storm yet still remain as uniconic and unromantic as possible — Trey Anastasio (guitar, lead vocals), Mike Gordon (bass, vocals), Jon Fishman (drums), and Page McConnell (keyboards) look like, in another life, they would work at an accounting firm with your brother-in-law. There’s something comforting about knowing that the universe has bestowed its most impressive talents on guys who could easily be your neighbors, and would probably be much less cool than you if they weren’t jaw-droppingly good musicians.
Phish continued their romp through the Wild West last night in Lake Tahoe with another standout second set, a solid first, and another psychedelic monstrosity for the record books. Following their opening night “Rock and Roll”—a musical journey of instant legend—Phish dove head first into another alternate reality last night in the centerpiece of the show—“Light.” Driven by Mike’s mind-bending bass leads, the band trekked far off the grid in a completely groundbreaking, next-generation piece of Phish. With plenty of other standout music to support this excursion into the unknown, the first night of Tahoe showcased the band’s creative edge, while it making four straight bangers out West for the hottest band on the planet.
Following a half-decade hiatus, a new generation has cropped up to bolster the stalwarts who have memories and mythologies attached to nearly ever number in the group’s estimable catalog. Consider them a funkier, funnier Pearl Jam, or maybe the J.R.R. Tolkien of jam.