I Can So Hear the Difference
"You think I can't?" sez Huckleberry. "Look at these ears—solid gold, baby."
"You think I can't?" sez Huckleberry. "Look at these ears—solid gold, baby."
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that an empty box in a good location, must be in want of a cat.
I know what you're thinking. "Did he ask 36 questions or just 35?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of lost track myself. But being as this is the most powerful melodic neuroimaging test in the world, and could blow your ears clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk?
"Also," John DeVore continued, "we should have drinks soon. What do you say?"
My review of Nicholas Payton, Bob Belden, Sam Yehel, John Hart, Billy Drummond: <I>Mysterious Shorter: Music of Wayne Shorter</I> is now up at <I>Face the Music</I> blog.
<I>Chesky Jazz SACD 321.hybrid multilayer SACD Bob Belden, David Chesky, prods; Nicholas Prout, eng. DDD. TT: 60:00.
Ohhhhh, my aching head. Back from a wedding and then right into CMJ (a sort of New York version of Austin's SXSW), which strangely enough actually had music worth seeing and some very cool panels for the first time in many many years. The Thrill Jockey Showcase that I saw, which showcased all the noiserock that Shytown is famous for, was excellent. Also attended a party at the Slipper Room on the Lower East Side for Fuzz Music, a new music company whose backing comes from one of the Google millionaires. They're looking for things to sign but have no real idea, it seems, as to what directin they want to go. A new music company in 2006. God bless they're Googly millions.
Stephen Walsh's new biography of Stravinsky sounds as though it proves that, at least when it comes to hagiography, sometimes art is better without Craft (<I>ahem!</I>).
Want a new bike? Just hit "print."
If you've flown anywhere in the last decade or so, you've seen <I>SkyMall</I>, that compendium of useless, hopelessly geeky, and just downright strange products. Pretty hard to parody something like that, eh?