On Form
"You know, Mr. Stephen, I'll be coming to you for help with my new blog," Robert warns me.
"You know, Mr. Stephen, I'll be coming to you for help with my new blog," Robert warns me.
Huckleberry assumes the flounder position, which, of course, renders him invisible.
Bagheera imitates Homer Simpson. D'oh!
Spring cleaning for your ears.
Robert Baird's office is a record shop crowded by tall stacks of many–colored jewel cases and digipaks.
Having heard from the good folks at Ralston Purina—sorry, "good folks" seems to be a trigger for 60's TV commercial flashbacks for puppy chow or something. Lemme try again...When I heard from the good folks at the burgeoning mini–mega empire that Concord/Fantasy Telarc has become that a new series called <I>Stax Profiles</I> was about to begin, I anxiously tore open a Concord box that arrived in the office yesterday.
<b><i>Espers II</b></i><br>
Drag City
Smog's <i>A River Ain't Too Much To Love</i> rose <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/091905imnew/">again</a> and <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/102205hoping/">again</a> in the earliest days of this blog. It reminded me of <i>Nebraska</i> and it brought me back to San Francisco, and I am a rock bottom riser and I owe it all to you.
Matsushita and Toshiba call off talks about Blu-ray and HD-DVD. Let the public decide, they say. My guess? People will say, "A pox on both your houses" rather than gamble on choosing wrong. <I>Again.</I> Don't these bozos ever learn?
Why can't our high-school students? (Okay, lighten up, I know it's because English makes no sense—I just couldn't resist the straight line.)