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Over on Brian Eno's website, there's a hilarious teaser concerning conspiracies, relics, and the re-alignment of the, um, stars.
Andy Lechter's Shroom sounds like a trip and a half, but then I'm a mycophage.
Elephant dreams. I completely lack the words to describe this site. It's overwhelming—and worth upgrading to Flash Player 8 for the enhanced experience.
I remember — it must have been about five years ago — when Jonathan arrived in the office, fresh from a Home Entertainment Show and as happy as can be. He had finally discovered the secret for avoiding the show flu, despite the handshakes and late nights.
Something about swabbing the nostrils, he told me.
I didn't listen. What did I get for not listening? I got sick. This year, I'm a new man. I'm into listening. I'm into planning. I'm planning on not getting sick.
J-10 popped into my inbox over Memorial Day weekend. He advises:
Here's how to…
OMG! Aggie, Maggie, and Elmira Ross can do stuff Tex Avery couldn't even draw! And don't get me started on "Solid Potato Salad." Wha?
I'll be traveling to LA this week, so blogging will be later than usual. Check here and check our show blog for more news.
Written on the way to JFK Airport, Tuesday afternoon.
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Going from his beige track shoes to her black flip-flops allowed me to find it. Neither smiling nor frowning, but simply staring, there it was. It was there. Beneath the empty orange seat of the dirty beach-bound A. A familiar face, calling out to me and only me:
CLASS A AMPLIFIERSOur May 2005 cover imprinted upon a blow-in subscription card. I sent hazel light into its shadowy home. I returned its simple stare with a wink and a nod. And I wondered: How did that blow-in subscription card get there?…
It's the day before HE 2006 opens (for the press on Thursday - the public show opens Friday), and the weather could not be nicer. Here's a shot of the hotel from across the parking lot.