Dusting it off doesn't work, the study shows. But what if you kiss it and hold it up to God? Hah, that's the study I want to see!
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I was impressed to find these little guys driving the hefty JAS Audio Plato loudspeakers ($24,800/pair).
The discs were spun by Esoteric, power conditioning by Furutech, and mercurial glow by Passthru.
John Atkinson caught the cables' strange glow on film, but, in reality, they were plain-Jane. Can anyone tell us why they appear to be glowing?
I try not to link to stuff featured on Boing-Boing, since I figure everybody goes there anyway, but this was just too good to not share.
The ability of the F1 car to corner just staggers me.
Let me add my voice to the growing chorus that's applauding the Dixie Chicks new album, Taking the Long Way, and its unrepentant stance against America's continuing drift, what Natalie Manes said about Bush and Nashville's pitifully small-minded crap. Make that the small-mindedness of the mainstream country music establishment and some—not all— of its fans.
The always smug Reba McEntire, who entirely made a fool of herself on the ACM award telecast by tweaking the Chicks can only dream of the kind of sales they’ve nailed down: 525,…
While each member was clearly capable of daredevil guitar theatrics, the stunts were always held in check. The Los Angeles Guitar Quartet was all about the beauty of the song, as a whole. Tasteful and controlled, but wild and marvelous. They killed me. These guys kill them all. They kill The Fucking Champs.
I plopped down beside Jon Iverson, an excellent guitarist by most any standards (except maybe his own), and, shaking my head in awe, I spat out: "These…