Digital Music Association (DiMA) and Sound Exchange (SX) announced on August 23 that they had reached an agreement to "cap the Internet radio '$500 per channel minimum royalty' at $50,000 per service, signaling the start of productive negotiations and bringing resolutions to three important music industry issues," according to DiMA's press release.
It has been a fraught week for Tweeter Newco LLC, the A/V specialty chain acquired by Shultze Asset Management in July. On August 17, the company trimmed its corporate staff by "half," approximately 80 staffers at the home office in Canton, MA. It was the second corporate re-structuring since January, when 20% of the corporate staff was laid off.
<I>Hint to recording engineers:</I> Anna Netrebko gives it to you in the second sentence of graf 8.
"I'm an abstract expression," Huckleberry boasts. "Bold, vivid, active—wait, what was that middle thing again?"
Bagheera opines that you just can't beat the "cute kitty" school of art.
In 2005, journalism professor Michael Skube wrote an uninformed "think" piece about blogs and blog culture, concluding that bloggers didn't do "real" journalism. (He's probably seen this one.) On August 19 this year, he did what hacks do—he wrote the same piece again, this time for <I>The LA Times</I>.
I don't disagree with the need for contemplative silence, but I find our contemprary society particularly ill-suited to it. Perhaps iPods are the cure to noise pollution rather than the problem itself.
An eggcorn, as regular readers of <A HREF="http://itre.cis.upenn.edu/~myl/languagelog/"><I>The Language Log</I></A> are aware, is the label given to non-standard reshaping of expressions in common use. Substituting "eggcorn" for "acorn" or "baited breath" for "bated breath," for egg samples.
Suhas Sreedhar writes about CD over-compression in <I>IEEE Spectrum</I>. It's a good 'un that goes beyond the usual hand-wringing to the real danger it poses.
I have a <I>Slate</I> <A HREF="http://www.slate.com/id/2172543/">column</A> today, an appreciation of Max Roach, who died last week at age 83. (Sometimes my editors let me break away from war and peace, though I have one of those <A HREF="http://www.slate.com/id/2172634">columns</A> today, too.) The headline writer has me calling Roach the “greatest drummer” in jazz. I think Billy Higgins was probably better, but I didn’t make a fuss. In any case, all great jazz drummers who came up after the mid-1940s, Higgins included, leaned or built on Max Roach’s innovations. Listen to the sound-clips that I link to in the column, and be sure to watch the YouTube clip toward the end. If you didn’t know before, you’ll see and hear what we’re all now missing.