Now I wish I had gotten a different color. Don't get me wrong; I love the white. It's just that I could have gone with red or green or black or yellow.
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The Telegraph has a slide show of 21 previously unpublished photographs of the Beatles and Rolling Stones, taken mostly by their US tour manager Bob Bonis.
Photo: Michael Lavorgna
My friend, Michael Lavorgna, was at last week's Monkeyhaus listening party. I hope you'll read his thoughts on the evening. An excerpt:
It's not exactly that these Monkeyhaus events are about friends, music and hifi (which they are). It's more about the actual experience that listening to music on a hifi among friends engenders—an appreciation for what music is and what it does to us. Music is a bottomless well; a watering hole for the soul. And while it can be a wonderfully fulfilling solitary experience, our time at the Monkeyhaus…
Here's an oldie but goodie: a vintage animated Telefunken ad. NOS roolz.
A shame about the period racial stereotyping though.
Hat tip to Cartoon Brew.
This still young love affair with vinyl LPs has worked to introduce me to many musicians I had previously neglected.
Ornette Coleman. I can only shake my head in wonder.
Today is his 79th birthday. Tune in to WKCR as they celebrate with a day full of Coleman's beautiful sounds.
That first morning, I woke and immediately began to worry. How would I know what to wear? What if there were train delays? What if there had been some horrible catastrophe requiring that I stay away from Manhattan?
I was having an anxiety attack. It'll be okay, it'll be okay, it'll be okay. It had been some time since I'd had to talk to myself like this. Finally, I climbed out of bed and walked into the living room where my fears were confirmed. The television was gone for good and in its place stood my new Polycrystal equipment rack—a generous gift from my…
I have a column in today’s Slate, delving more deeply into the Monk at Town Hall concert that I’ve covered in this blog—and the whole concept, and risk, of jazz tributes.
My new Rega P3-24 sits atop a Polycrystal equipment rack given to me by Jonathan Scull. Radiohead's Kid A never sounded so good.
I had made room for vinyl LPs on my small bookshelf. It worked out alright, except that the shelf only went ten inches deep, leaving a good two inches of my poor, homeless LPs hanging off into open space. I could not continue to subject them to this sort of abuse. They would need a proper home, and soon.