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Robert Baird Posted: Oct 02, 2015 1 comments
A lesser known but no less active music town is Northampton, Massachusetts.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 24, 2015 3 comments
The results are quite remarkable, as can be heard in this comparison between the original LP master and the 192/24 digital version archived in April of 2015.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 18, 2015 8 comments
It may now be more accurate to say that Brooklyn, New York is the record shopping capital of the world.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 18, 2015 1 comments
It's hard to fully illustrate using just sound, the scene of a now 60-year-old man jumping, growling and working the stage like a mad man.
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 11, 2015 7 comments
A great, if not the greatest Krautrock engineer recording Duke Ellington in 1970 at Rhenus Studios in Cologne Germany?
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Robert Baird Posted: Sep 08, 2015 1 comments
It had been years since Stereophile's last San Francisco Hi-Fi Show, when we'd hired him as a solo act, and yet the conversation was once again instant vaudeville, and I was again the straight man.

"The last time we saw each other, I think I just shook your hand and handed you a check."

"What, you didn't bring a check this time?"

"So this is your 16th solo record?"

"Is that all? Bach was doing a cantata a week. How many songs did Schubert write?"

"But he didn't do the words."

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Robert Baird Posted: Aug 28, 2015 3 comments
For Grace Potter it seemed inevitable that the clock was going to strike Midnight.
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Robert Baird Posted: Aug 21, 2015 8 comments
I swear I did not plan it, and it wasn’t obvious on the Google maps I pored over before we left but the back door of the fabulous Soho Hotel spilled right out onto Wardour Street, which was a block from Berwick Street, famous for its cluster, or more like the best cluster of independent record shops in London.
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Robert Baird Posted: Aug 21, 2015 0 comments
The Royal Mile has now unfortunately become the Scottish equivalent of Times Square, in all its crowded, annoying commercialism run amok glory. No topless women with the Union Jack or Saltire painted across their breasts yet, but give it time.
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Robert Baird Posted: Aug 07, 2015 4 comments
Call me a hopeless romantic but I could not get “Penny Lane” out of my head as I sat in the back of a black cab whizzing across a remarkably deserted London early one morning a couple weeks ago. “On the corner is a banker with a motorcar…” I was on a pilgrimage. More like THE pilgrimage. The one every serious fan of twentieth century music needs to make at least once. Out to St. John’s Wood and Abbey Road Studios.


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