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Wes Phillips  |  Dec 28, 2006  |  0 comments
Phil Ford deserves a Physics prize for his explanation of time as it relates to the beat in the work of James Brown. It's a delightful read.
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 28, 2006  |  0 comments
I saw JB in concert about this time and it was a life altering experience. I probably wasn't the only white boy-child in the audience, but it sure felt like it. I wasn't unwelcome—I was simply out of place. Once the Flames started playing, and we music geeks were pulled towards the stage, I felt right at home. JB was mesmerizing.

Wes Phillips  |  Dec 27, 2006  |  0 comments
John Potts delivers a Parnassian appreciation of the boy genius.
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 27, 2006  |  0 comments
The New Yorker, right on the money, as usual.
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 27, 2006  |  0 comments
Jeremy Denk opines, "Something that is definitely not chopped liver literally, metaphorically, or in any other way is the slow movement of Schumann's D minor Trio. (Please see: The Art of the Graceful Segue, by Jeremy Denk, Hyperion Books, 2031, p. 5832.)"
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 26, 2006  |  0 comments
This is one of the best profiles ever run in The New Yorker—and one of the longest. It's worth it.
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 26, 2006  |  0 comments
David Mehegan remembers his grandfather's devotion to the Harvard Classics: The Five-Foot Shelf of Books. Mehegan contends that the "Five-Foot Shelf" was the lodestone for "the life of a totally successful human being."
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 26, 2006  |  0 comments
Father Athanasius Kircher explains just about everything—and the pictures are gorgeous.
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 25, 2006  |  0 comments
Kyle Gann has posted Schoenberg's Weihnachtsmusik for our Christmas bliss. If you think Arnold never wrote a melody you'd like, take a listen to this gorgeous setting of "Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming."
Wes Phillips  |  Dec 25, 2006  |  2 comments
Because nothing says Christmas like marimbas and wild bass! BTW, if the marimbas look backwards, it's because the clip was designed to be projected in one of those film jukeboxes, where they were in fact viewed from the other side.

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