The Seventies. That ancient lost era, that musical wasteland, the decade everyone (who doesn't know music) likes to rag on, continues to supply Madison Avenue with new and exciting fodder.
Deep Purple's "Highway Star" in a Lincoln Mercury commercial. I want to puke. On a Lincoln. With the guy who thought of it and Richie Blackmore strapped to the hood. With their mouths open.
"I love it and I need it
I bleed it."
World Cup Prediction: Germany vs Brazil in the final.
The Canadian Medical Association Journal publishes "Acquired growth hormone deficiency and hypogonadotropic hypogonadism in a subject with repeated head trauma, or Tintin goes to the neurologist." Mmm hmmm.
Well, only stuff that's a fraction of a millimeter square and only for one ten thousand millionth of a second—but that's a start.
Nancy Friedman at Away With Words guides us to the Coleman Partners website for a well-written essay called "Marketing & the English Language: A Guide to Better Communication," which is worth reading. Ms. Friedman does warn that the site's design is too clever by half, so you'll have to click on the external link, then click "Explain," and the click "Logical" to get to the "off-white papers," of which there are at present, just the one.
I (well, Jeff Wong) linked to The Sultan's Elephant on Monday. Well, it turns out that it will be enacted in other cities throughout the summer. It will be in Antwerp, Belgium from July 6–9 and in Calais toward the end of September. Le Havre gets it in late October.
Well, he couldn't call it that if it wasn't true, could he?
I'm Assuming You're All In Bands: Tris McCall in Brooklyn
Jersey Beat Music
Note: I'm acquainted with Tris McCall. We've walked around Jersey City together, hanging concert posters on hot, sunny days. One of us would hold the poster in place, while the other taped. Our bands have performed together. I've sat in his kitchen. Tris McCall is my friend and neighbor.
This is an album of highly poetic reflections on life in and around a Williamsburg rock and roll band. Portraits of the floppy-haired, black-and-white-striped, skinny-jeaned Brooklyn neighborhood (my…
Sometimes, I feel as though I use a lot of words to say nothing at all.
Last Saturday night, my band — the multi-purpose solution — played with Tris McCall & the New Jack Trippers at Maxwell's in Hoboken, New Jersey. Today, I posted a review of Tris' new album, I'm Assuming You're All In Bands.
A review of Tris' album deserves a better writer.
How records are made: This segment covers making the lacquer and then cutting it.
This segment covers plating and pressing. Audiophiles should note that this example uses the simpler (and less replicable) one-step plating process, which is why there's no mention of an archival "mother," just a stamper.Another note: Thicker audiophile pressings take longer than the 28-second pressing cycle reported—more like 40-seconds or more.
