Theodore Roosevelt might have described Allen Perkins as someone who speaks softly and carries a big stick—or two. Before founding Immedia Distribution in 1990, and long before cofounding turntable manufacturer Spiral Groove in 2005, this soft-spoken designer of two award-winning turntables had begun a career as a jazz drummer.
Not being fond of self-flagellation, I don't usually <I>do</I> analog. I am not a fuddy-dudley, nor am I especially fremerous.
<I>We murder to dissect.</I>—William Wordsworth
The Grammy Awards are that one Sunday night every January, when for a few brief hours, I try to imagine what people on other continents (in not other planets) think of America when they watch this silly, frivolous, super glam display of Las Vegasness come to the Staples Center. How incredibly ridiculous we must look to the rest of the world. During the telecast, I’m liable to claim I’m from Canada. By the end, I want to take a shower and scrub off the sleaze. The whole thing is so bad, so not about music, that I have to change channels throughout the telecast if only to cleanse my palette. Last night at one point, I flipped over to the hi def Palladia network and there was a Britney video of her tune, “Womanizer,” which was nominated for a Grammy but lost to Lady Gaga. Owing to the fact that much of the video takes place in a sauna, with Brit writhing around nude (creatively covering her nasty bits), the contrast between Spears skin and the absolute nonsense that was goin’ on in L.A. made Little Miss Crazy look like the Academy of St. Martin in the Fields.
Might as well add this one to the list.
Just this morning, I was thinking about the Magnetic Fields, and specifically about how I haven’t really enjoyed their work since 1999’s inspired <i>69 Love Songs</i>. While <i>i</i> had plenty of fine moments, I can’t stand to listen to it anymore. It strikes me as mawkish and false. <i>Distortion</i> bothered me from the very beginning. There was nothing to hold on to. And though I’m mildly interested in the new one, <i>Realism</i>, I'm not excited enough to add it to “the list.”
Wild. Peacocks and stuff.
Here's the video for 2009's "Single of the Year" (as determined by me), the undeniably catchy "Life Magazine," by <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/love_comes_close/">Cold Cave</a>.
A <A HREF="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/01/29/AR20100… article</A> details the lackluster sales of classical music discs. Do you buy classical music?
The Jazz Loft Project is one of the most fascinating documents of multiple obsession—an obsession about an obsessive’s obsession—and it’s worth checking out in multiple media.