"There’s no such thing as black man’s music and white man’s music, as far as I’m concerned. It’s all music, daddy. Now that’s putting it in black and white. It’s all music. It’s all about love."
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Louis Armstrong's last LP was contemporary country music, He was asked if he was making a statement by recording what was then considered white, working class music. Silly question—Armstrong recorded with Jimmie Rodgers, after all.
Yes, all of us chattering classes spent the weekend, um, chattering about Radiohead's shocker, but this article in The Telegraph may be the best I've seen. Its yearly sales breakdown and record company revenues charts provide some historical context.
Is a single gene—the so-called FOXKP2—the reason why only humans have language?
A new research project highlights Archimedes' role in developing calculus.
Yesterday's New York Times had a review of Robert Wyatt's new Comicopera by Ben Ratliff that observed that it included "Brian Eno doing whatever it is that Brian Eno does." That sums up Squelchy's role about as well as it can be done.
But just in case you're wondering what that is, here are some of Eno's thoughts on the subject—even at 10 years on, they're worth reading.
Some food scientists are saying that America's tastebuds aren't becoming more adventurous, they're wearing out as baby boomers age.
If that's true, I may soon be ready to try the Prince's Hot Chicken David Ramsey describes so vividly. (Registration required, but it is sooo worth it.)
Martial Solal starts a week of solo piano at the Village Vanguard tonight, and that’s a double eye-opener. It’s only the second time in its 72-year history that the club has featured a pianist playing solo. (The first, Fred Hersch, was in 2006.) More striking, it marks just the third time since 1963 that Martial Solal has played in New York City under any circumstances. The last time was four years ago at the Iridium, with his trio and saxophonist Lee Konitz, and it was a marvel, the fleetest and most lyrical I’d seen Konitz play in years. The time before that, just with his trio, was at the…
Slips, stumbles, and verbal blunders—an excerpt from Michael Erard's new book on slips of the tongue. Inspired by the Decider, by the way.
My congregation! Ladies and Gentlemen! I tell you, there is a Pod! Some heathens choose to ignore him and burn for all eternity in the depths of hell, while Air Supply plays a continual concert of doom. Others have seen the light, and they opt instead for superior listening experiences.
I say, for the hi-fi community, there is hope. When I came to Stereophile, the first assignment Mr. Mejias gave me was to assess how I, as a young person, felt about the world of hi-fi. When my official term of Summer Intern was over, I had nothing. Well, I had a lot of stuff in my head, but nothing…