Another Beauty

Another Beauty

Sometimes wandering the streets of New York I hear whining about how “far from nature’ someone is; or how there’s too much concrete; or how the exhaust–filled air is hurting their lungs. Well, boo hoo. If it’s purple mountains majesties you seek, NYC ain’t the place. You come here for the human culture not the natural beauty—although now that I think of it, there are other, very compelling forms of natural beauty in NYC, if you catch my drift, wink, wink, nod, nod, say no more, but I digress.

Effi Briest: Rhizomes

Effi Briest: Rhizomes

It was late last year, when the leaves and the temperatures started to fall, that I first became interested in Effi Briest, the hypnotic and alluring all-female band performing out of Brooklyn, NY. Their video for “Mirror Eye” was <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/effi_briests_mirror_rim/">a dizzying, hallucinogenic trip</a> that matched their sound and their sense of style.

Nelson Pass at Resolution Audio Video

Nelson Pass at Resolution Audio Video

On Thursday, May 20th, Seattle’s <a href="http://www.resolutionaudiovideoseattle.com/">Resolution Audio Video</a> (5459 Leary Avenue NW) will host an evening with renowned <a href="http://www.passlabs.com/index.htm">amplifier designer</a> and <a href="http://www.passdiy.com/index.htm">DIY advocate</a>, the long-haired and white-bearded Nelson Pass. This event should be really cool and interesting; Nelson Pass doesn’t make many big public appearances.

Hazardous Duty

Yesterday, Tiger Woods withdrew from the Players' Championship, a very prestigious event, because of persistent pain originating in his neck and extending down through his fingertips. Anybody who has seen Tiger go through a golf ball will understand how the violence of the move might cause problems, especially with that remarkably steady head position while shoulders, arms, and legs are unwinding with obvious force. I wasn't there, at Sawgrass, but TV is convincing enough these days, what with super slow motion and such.

My kid is playing the song "Ironman" on his guitar, which reminds me...

For all you old Sabbath fans:

Ironman...

"He was turned to what in the great magnetic field?"
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That's right, freakin' steel!!! Dammit.

By all rights, he is Steelman, not Ironman.

Piss me off.

Oh, and another thing, Wallflowers fans...

"I turn the engine but the engine doesn't turn."

Well, Jacob Dylan, then you DIDN'T turn the engine.

Oh, and Doobie Brothers...catfish are NOT jumpin'.

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