Explaining Heroism
You can't.
You can't.
Did chocolate lead to beer?
Well, James Wilson did—between drinks. "The next morning, still reeling from horse [meat] and champagne, it was time for the hunt."
"What's <i>that?!</i>" cried music editor Robert Baird, pointing to the plastic-sleeved CD on my desk.
A history of the Martini. A fine old drink—and I'll bet you didn't know how old—although I still prefer a rye Manhattan (with Orange bitters, of course).
As the stagehands' strike enters its third week, <I>The Boston Globe</I> discovers what it is a Broadway electrician <I>does</I>. Anybody besides me find it strange that no NY paper did this?
<I>Wired</I>'s Seth Mnookin interviewed UMG's CEO Doug Morris, who proves that record labels were even more clueless than anyone could have even imagined when it came to the changing landscape of the Internet.
Peter Williams ponders a recent spate of books on Johannes Brahms' "late" <I>ouvre</I>. What does "late" mean? What does music mean, for that matter?
Ricky Rosas is teaching the USC Trojans how to be something better than football heroes—he's teaching them to be adults.
It was terribly difficult to get out of bed this morning. Wasn't it? For me, the soft sound of car tires over wet city street was a warm whisper: <i>Stay in bed, don't go.</i>