The Cassini-Huygens probe has been recording the sounds of Saturn. My cats, who are thoroughly bored by everything audio (other than the gear's heat-generating properties), were quite agitated by these sounds. Good to know, <I>hee hee hee</I>.
The <A HREF="http://www.stereophile.com/asweseeit/1295awsi">announcement in October 1995</A> of the Digital Versatile Disc (DVD) set the hearts of audiophiles and music lovers pounding. Although primarily a digital video and computer-data storage format, DVD's massive capacity could be applied to a "super CD" audio-only disc. Finally we would be liberated from the musical limitations of the CD's 16-bit word length, 44.1kHz sampling rate, and two-channel format. We were tantalized by reports of 96kHz sampling rate, 24-bit word length, and multichannel playback. Digital redemption appeared to be just around the corner.
I believe I've linked to this in the past, but golly, I get a kick out of it—and it's coming soon!
I'm solidly hooked on <A HREF="http://www.joshreads.com/"><I>The Comics Curmudgeon</I></A> and I have to confess that the newly revived <I>Cracked</I> website is a guilty pleasure, so when the two get together to describe the "Five Most Unintentionally Hilarious Comic Strips," you <I>know</I> I'm there.
The writers for <I>The Late Show</I> are busy withholding their writing from the studios. So naturally, they started a blog. Great, as if I needed another daily blog addiction.
I just got off the phone with Henry Fiol. Though his singing voice ranges from ethereal to ferocious, his speaking voice is that of the common man—a City accent, a casual flow, the blurring of sounds the dropping of syllables a friendly slang. He sounds like a relative, one of my father's cousins. He sounds like family.
Here's seven minutes of the most cringe-worthy rock spectacle I've ever seen. The official story for this caca-phony is that the backing tapes were played back at 48kHz sampling rate as opposed to 44.1kHz. (Umm, in pro sound reinforcement, wouldn't it be the other way around?) I think Eddie, who has to be eligible for AARP now, was concentrating so hard on getting those jumps just right, he didn't notice the incredible suckitude of the solo—or, for that matter, the song.
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When Luis Sinco snapped Lance Corporal James Blake Miller's picture, he was photographing a hero. But heroes aren't always what they seem—and they don't always play to type.
Human "mathletes" and what makes them tick.