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You can walk by 21 First Avenue on any given day to see some of our city's most beautiful and talented DJs spinning rare and wonderful vinyl. It's true! It's East Village Radio. There's a big glass window. Look in and you might see Queen Majesty or Melody Nelson or Mark Ronson or a few of the colorfully dressed peeps from The Fader, those taste-makers. In fact, East Village Radio provides more than 70 unique, and often excellent, two-hour shows, covering musical genres from rock and electronic to jazz and folk to roots and reggae. Lots of good stuff.
A couple of obvious errors here, but an encouraging piece, nevertheless. What I especially like, of course, is this little bit:
Different audio media, such as eight-track and cassette tapes, have come and gone. And, as compact discs are increasingly supplanted by digital downloads, some speculate that even the mighty CD could one day fade into obscurity. However, if unit sales are any indication, vinyl, it seems, may indeed be forever.
And be sure to check out the slide show for some pretty pictures. As for the dandelion thing: Fair enough, I suppose, but remember this…
A couple of weeks back, a staff writer from the Observer Reporter contacted me.
He asked me, seriously: "You're the vinyl expert, right?"
I almost choked.
"I wouldn't call myself an expert. I've only been into this for a few months, but I'll try to help you."
I talked a lot about my newfound love for vinyl, tried to communicate the importance of the vinyl experience. But all I really got across was that USB turntables are cool.
Wait, what?! I don't know anything about USB turntables!
Oh well. So it goes.
Also: be sure to…
“Good news!” Stephen exclaimed, the second I walked into his office. I saw my Usher S-520s plopped lovingly in my cubicle. “Check your email,” he instructed.
An email from JA read:
I couldn't find anything wrong, Ariel. I measured both speakers and also listened to them…they match very closely—as well as the individual responses of the tweeter and woofer of the sample that didn't have the biwiring jumpers connected.*
Could that have been the problem?
Could this have been the problem…
Could this have been the problem?
COULD THIS HAVE…
Alright, who's been hiding Natasha Khan from me? Friends, don't you know me by now? Is it not obvious that I would absolutely adore this woman?
Hello?
Natasha Khan's Bat For Lashes spent much of this summer on tour with Radiohead, and their debut album, Fur and Gold, was nominated for 2007's Mercury Prize. Fur and Gold is not available on vinyl. (Which makes absolutely no sense whatsoever to me because I am positive that my Natasha would love vinyl.)
The band is now working on their follow-up. I hope it'll be on vinyl.
I stumbled upon this video last…
And there's more. You remove the inner sleeves from the outer jacket to find not only are they sturdy and colorful, but they are accompanied by a large, full-color poster!
And then: You remove the actual vinyl to find that it is not black, but clear. And, beyond clear, it's orange!
Love, love, love, love, love.
I cannot imagine a better way to spend $17. And I can't wait to go home and listen.
Smile opens to this nightmarish orange scene of rocket ships and industrial revolution. Or something.
Boris is new to me, but Smile is the Japanese trio's 14th full-length album. The album boasts a metallic silver gatefold jacket and is limited to just 1000 copies.
Mine is number one, for all I'm concerned.
I can't stop smiling. Boris arrived today.
As I held the package in my hand, the word that came to mind was heavy. There must have been some mistake. Southern Lord Records must have sent me two or three albums instead of just the one that I had ordered. The LP box was just too heavy.
But there was no mistake. On vinyl, Boris' new album is as heavy as their music.
Smile is a double-LP, packed into a substantial, silver-lined gatefold, with each individual slab of vinyl housed in its own thick, full-color inner sleeve.
It is, in every way, beautiful.
It's a good, good thing you voted for green because that's the color I was going to pick anyway. It was a landslide. Foreshadowing of something greater, perhaps. (Yeah, you know what I'm talking about.)
For the record: Yellow and white each garnered three votes, black received five nods, red was called for six times, and green won a total of 12 victory cries. (This does not include the two additional green votes offered by "mrlowry," although his enthusiasm is appreciated.)
Red was a bit too obvious; black a bit too boring; white a bit too Cupertino, California; and…