Now that O.J.'s come out with his TV interview and his book, I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. The DVD/CD tie-in. How about a soundtrack album featuring OJ enthusing about he "may" have done it. Or a tribute record: "Song for OJ." Or possibly "OJ sings the hits of …" Don’t laugh (or gag). Anyone unbalanced enough to write this book, presumably for the money, no matter what it's doing to his children, is ego-blind enough to think he could make it in the music business. Hey, he's already been an actor.
Heard a fairly scary rumor this week that I'm trying to confirm. Supposedly, you now only need sales of 50,000 units to jump into the upper third of the Billboard album charts. Consider that number against the fact that the two largest selling albums ever, Thriller and the first edition of the Eagles Greatest Hits have sold something north of 25 million copies and you get some idea of how shocking this stat is if true.
Had the old boy lived past the ripe old age of 27 (thank you tequila and morphine), Gram Parsons would have turned 60 last week on November 5.
Discover magazine lists its top 25, plus 8 honorable mentions. At first, I was proud of how many I'd read, but as the list went on, I was horrified at how many I own and have been meaning to read. Is it too early to make a 2007 New Year's resolution?
Marisa Waddell, a collegue of Jon Iverson's over at KCBX, writes:
"I'm doing a pilot study for my thesis and need some help. I put a survey online about new radio technologies, and need 100 completed surveys in the next week. Can you pass the link along to folks you know, who might help?"
Wait until you see their marching bands! In this performance: Piano Concerto No 2 by Shostakovich, Transfigured Night by Schoenberg, and Symphony No.10 by Shostakovich.