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A partially mummified hadrosaur has been discovered in North Dakota. It's probably the most complete dinosaur ever found—it even has intact skin (with stripes) and possibly even soft tissue. But does it have a head? The head's the best part!
Scott Glover set out to find his birth parents. The truth doesn't set you free, it turns out. It entangles you.
The PATH train ride from Grove Street in downtown Jersey City to Church Street in lower Manhattan takes about seven minutes, maybe less, and offers a chilling tour of Ground Zero. For just a dollar-fifty, you get a Disney-like theme park stroll through a chalky gray wasteland that'll have you wondering why no real memorial exists.
Plant a tree, for fuck's sake. Lay down some sod. Something.
Something.
Once you arrive, you'll be rushed out onto an unusually clean platform. The word "clinical" might come to mind. You'll climb hundreds of steps before you reach…
Bill Bruford ponders his place at the top of the food chain.
Back in the day, I lived on a commune in the country, where we decided to start our careers in animal husbandry with a passel of chickens. Noticing that the kids seemed awfully fond of them, we grew concerned that we were going to run into resistance when it came time to harvest them. Testing the waters, we asked three-year-old Meredith if she liked the chickens.
"Yes," she lisped. "Fried!" You go, girl.
Yesterday was the anniversary of Frank Zappa's death in 1993. The good news is that the Zappa estate is releasing tapes of The Grand Wazoo tour and that Zappa Radio is back online. Wowie zowie.
Alright. There was that piece in the Wall Street Journal where the writer, Terry Teachout, says he's cool with MP3s because they're wildly convenient and because he can't hear very well anyway, being middle-aged and all. He goes on to say that his hearing loss has set him free from the "snare and delusion of audiophilia"—that wallet-choking merry-go-round of upgrading for sonic improvements.
And then there was that piece in the New York Times where the writer, Anthony Tommasini, says the convenience and portability of compressed sound, though neither rich nor deep, is "good…
Our December 2007 issue includes our annual "Products of the Year" feature. Each of Stereophile's hardware reviewers voted on their favorite pieces of gear, John Atkinson and I compiled the article. You can now read it here, too.
I sat down to write the intro on the Monday morning following the Mets' final game of the season. Like a person with the flu, I shouldn't have even been in the office.
Next time some dude comes around talking about how all hi-fi components sound the same, that audiophiles are out of their minds because their beliefs and interests make no scientific sense, politely ask him to read this.
I’m making my way, too slowly, through the latest set of Naxos’ “Jazz Icons” DVDs, taken from TV broadcasts of great American jazz musicians on European tours in the ‘50s and ‘60s. Some time ago, I wrote about Charles Mingus: Live in ’64 (a terrific companion piece to his CD, Cornell 1964, recorded just before and released just last year). Tonight I watched Dexter Gordon: Live in ’63 & ’64, and recommend it highly, too.
Gordon was a pivotal tenor saxophone player who combined the lithe phrasing of Lester Young with the husky tone of Coleman Hawkins and thus laid the foundation for the…