It Must Be Art
It's a paper turntable. I'm sure that Mikey Fremer will be contacting the artist for one to go next to his Nixie clock.
It's a paper turntable. I'm sure that Mikey Fremer will be contacting the artist for one to go next to his Nixie clock.
What a score! Here's a promotional short for Irving Mills' Master and Variety labels that shows us Ellington in the studio. Amazingly, the process of record manufacture hasn't changed substantially since 1937.
Speakers of English and Chinese apparently process numbers differently. I'm fascinated for three, no, four, . . . uh, many reasons.
Ward asked, "Did you return the Arcam Solo already? Have you tried any gear yet that you would actually consider going out and <i>buying</i> in the next month or two, were it not for the parade of review gear?"
Last night, in Manila–like heat, I trekked southward on Manhattan Island to meet with Jim Davis, owner of Music Direct and one of his right hand men, Colie Brice. One of the best online sources for audiophile wares, both soft and hard, (now, now, let's keep those high fidelity minds up out of the gutter!), Music Direct, as many of you know, also owns the revived Mobile Fidelity label. MoFi was and maybe again THE proudest audiophile label of them all. The extra dynamics they squeezed out of Nirvana's <I>Nevermind</I> will forever amaze me.
Several folks make the case—Agnes Selby, author of <I>Constanze, Mozart's Beloved</I> does so most emphatically. <I>Sound And Fury</I> has it all covered.
George Kerevan reviews Christopher Duffy's <I>Through German Eyes: the British and the Somme 1916</I>, which sounds like a corker. In the first 24 hours of that battle, Britain lost more men than in the Crimean, Boer, and Korean wars combined.
Maybe so. I think I prefer Michael Dibdin's solution in <I>The Last Sherlock Holmes Story</I>, but fiction is frequently more fun than fact.
Over at <I>The Independent</I>, Jessica Duchen lists her favorite works of literature that prominently feature music. Mirroring Heine, she starts out, "Music begins where words end," which is more or less true—after all most writing about music sucks the juice right out of it.
Jeff Wong passed along this obit, which I find interesting for all kinds of reasons. Mickey Spillane, the creator of Mike Hammer, was a Jehovah's Witness?