Robert Baird

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Robert Baird Posted: Apr 17, 2008 1 comments
Amongst all the hand–ringing and head–scratching and kvetching about the music business and what we're going to do with our CDs and LPs and how iPods sound like shit but are the future whether we like it or not (in my case, the jury's still out), it's a good idea, at least in my overamped case, to step back, close–a–dee mouth and occasionally remember that at the bottom of all this claptrap, there's still music. Which I (we) presumably still love.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 25, 2007 3 comments
Hopefully the Meg White (or not) sex tape dustup will not engender a drummer sex tape trend. There are a lot of skin pounders that I for one have no desire to ever see in the buff. The mental images alone are like taking a woodburner to your brain.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jul 25, 2014 0 comments
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Robert Baird Posted: Apr 11, 2014 4 comments
It’s a very scary and weird commentary on the state of the music business, that posthumous albums have now become a booming category.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jan 10, 2014 1 comments
While this may be stating the obvious, being inarticulate about how a film moves you is sometimes actually the point.
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Robert Baird Posted: May 10, 2006 1 comments
As a follow-up to my last entry, I was sitting in my favorite watering hole over the weekend, listening to my favorite jukebox㬎 tunes for 5 bucks–when a couple sitting at the bar next to me struck up a music conversation about what was playing: Elvis Costello, The Shins, King Sunny Ade, Lefty Frizzell, James Brown, Arctic Monkeys, you name it. At one point, talking about the cover art of an album I can’t remember now I said, being the absent-minded old man of the bunch, 'Have you ever seen that record?'
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Robert Baird Posted: Jan 24, 2008 1 comments
The great Eliane Elias put on a quite a show last night in NYC. Touring in support of her new album, Something For You, Eliane Elias Sings and Plays Bill Evans, the pianist, singer and longtime Evans admirer lit up Dizzy's at Jazz at Lincoln Center, which is easily one of the best–sounding rooms for live music that I've ever been in. The food in there is fairly tasty and not wildly overpriced, a total rarity on the New York jazz club scene. And that behind the stage, floor to ceiling glass that adds a Central Park West backdrops to every performance is genuinely divine. Say what you want about Wynton, but the man did make the three JALC venues happen.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jul 12, 2007 0 comments
It's too bad the word "jam" was ever invented, much less the concept it implies being attached to music.
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Robert Baird Posted: May 27, 2009 2 comments
Sad to hear of the death of guitarist/keyboard player/singer/songwriter/mad genius Jay Bennett at age 45. I don’t want to be a hater here but like many others, his portrayal in the Wilco film, I Am Trying To Break Your Hearthas always been very problematic for me.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 08, 2006 0 comments
Okay maybe Kate Moss wasn’t so far wrong.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jul 05, 2012 2 comments
One of the real coups of Holger Peterson’s Stony Plain Records which is the subject of my Aural Robert column in the July issue of Stereophile was signing the great Canadian blues guitar player Jeff Healy to a deal late in Healy’s too short life to make both blues and jazz albums.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jan 26, 2012 2 comments
Being “old school” can be either a compliment or a nasty put–down depending on who’s doing the talking.
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Robert Baird Posted: Jul 18, 2014 3 comments
"I made my first record when I was 15, started playing clubs when I was 15. Started drinking and smoking when I was 15. Sex when I was 15. Fifteen was a big year for me,"
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Robert Baird Posted: Aug 21, 2006 1 comments
One distinguishing mark of the "old" music business, i.e. the one before downloads, the one that made buckets of money, the one where half of my friends used to work, was that it was so big that folks on say, the classical side, had no idea who worked on the rock side. Even within the same company. They were different planets.

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