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Scientists have discovered that listening to music engages the areas of the brain involved with paying attention. Who'd a thunk?

Got a problem with drug dealers? Use Mozart.

No, not the one in Minnesota (our sympathies to everyone there), but <A HREF="http://youtube.com/watch?v=FbpUwx_YLGc">this one</A>. <I>Media Bistro</I> has the back story on Merry Miller's Holly Hunter interview.

Julian Lloyd Webber asks a big question.

High end hi-fi is for sensitive men.

When I was a kid, I wanted to grow up to become a professional baseball player. I loved playing ball, and all of the adult men in my family seemed to respect it, too. When I wasn't playing ball, I'd be in my room, listening to the radio, and drawing up my own baseball cards. Collecting cards, too, was a wonderful hobby. The photographs on the fronts were nice, but I was more interested in the information on the backs. Even when UpperDeck came out with their glossy, action photos, Topps cards remained, in my mind, the absolute best. Topps cards listed all of the stats for every single season of a ballplayer's career, even going back at times to his minor league years. How can you beat that?

"Come As You Are" came to an end, and Billy Joel took its place. I lifted myself slowly, studied the radio, and pressed the button marked "Band." Just as ever, like magic, an AM station came through, covered in static and fuzz. It took me only a few moments to find the familiar voice and the catchy jingle, "Let's go Mets! F – A – N!"