I've heard some of the guys — John Atkinson, Wes Phillips, Art Dudley — talk about a certain feeling. It's a strange kind of, mildly irrational, but altogether real, bit of sadness topped off with a touch of guilt and/or regret that sneaks up on the audio reviewer when the time comes to return a piece of gear to its manufacturer.

Walking along the spring streets of this crowded city, a place where you’re literally always in everyone else's business whether you like it or not, I'm often struck by the amount of serious, pounding through the songlists iPod listening that’s going on. People are eyeballing their little screens as much as they're listening.

Has the time-bomb become a time-capsule?

<I>The Guardian</I> has an extra edition on adapting books into films. It's all pretty good, so read it all.

Bagheera practices her regal hauteur&mdash;and that girl can work it.

Huckleberry smolders with Tabby sensuality.

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