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Out of habit now more than anything else, I keep my cell phone on the floor beneath my bed while I sleep at night. In the morning, when I wake, I still check my cell phone for any messages.
Stephen Mejias
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The MP3 Talk
Back around Christmastime, when everyone around me seemed to be receiving iPods and gift certificates to the iTunes store, I thought I should give my loved ones The">http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/123107talk/">The MP3 Talk. Now, John Atkinson, has prepared another version of The">http://www.stereophile.com/features/308mp3cd/index.html">The MP3 Talk—live and in color with all sorts of cool graphs and stuff!
Come On, Skinny Love
Like John">http://stereophile.com/thefifthelement/208fifth/">John Marks and my uncle Omarhttp://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/021308sing/">Omar;, I am prone to enthusiasms. It's not unusual for me to hear some new piece of music and wind up feeling that I need it—neeeeeeed it. So what? Music is great. It is unusual for me, though, to hear some new piece of music and be so moved by it that I leave work early, race up Madison Avenue, charge down into Grand Central, take the 4 to Union Square, and face the many temptations of the vast Virgin Megastore to buy that new piece of music.
Harlem Rent Parties at EZ's Woodshed
Photo credit: Gordon Polatnick/Big Apple Jazz
Wood Docks and Cammo Caps
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Meeting and Forgetting
From left to right: Selfdividerhttp://www.selfdivider.com/base/index.php">Selfdivider;, AlexO, Jules">http://www.6moons.com/audioreviews/jules/jules.html">Jules Coleman, JackCrank, and Jeff">http://www.jeffwong.com/">Jeff Wong. Friday, February 29, 2008, at In Living Stereo.
Rockit!
Yesterday's episode of Sunday Morning on CBS included a segment with Herbie Hancock, whose River:">http://blog.stereophile.com/fredkaplan/101507jazz/">River: The Joni Letters won two big prizes at the 50th annual Grammy">http://blog.stereophile.com/musicroom/robertbaird/021108/">Grammy Awards: Album of the Year and Best Contemporary Jazz Album.
Arturo O'Farrill's Sextet at Dizzy's Club Coca-Cola
The wind rushed hard and cold as I emerged from the Columbus Circle station.
"Congui Congui Music"
I sat at the bar and ordered a Brooklyn Winter.
The Locked-In Rhythm Section
I loved the way the band worked together—how each member lifted every other, and how each member excelled during solos—but I was most impressed by the locked-in rhythm section, and especially Pedro Martinez on congas. His hands turned into light, racing across the conga heads, speeding away from everything else—the stage, the room, the cold night—while remaining right on time.