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These don't sound fantastic, but it's not like washing test-tubes is all that hunky-dory.
"Congratulations," the comment began.
And I nearly deleted it. I figured it was some sort of spam. Congratulations, you've been pre-approved for a Platinum Visa Checkcard. Congratulations, you've been entered to win a free trip to Europe. Congratulations, You Won!!!
But then I read it again. "Congratulations," wrote Todd Collins, "you're about to become a car hit statistic!"
Sheesh, man. Thanks.
He was referring to my enthusiasm over listening to an iPod during my commute to and from work. The music moves me. I haven't yet completely leapt into wild and…
Book collector Jeff Wong thinks the coolest collector's edition of OTR would be a limited reproduction of the scroll. Me too, although I'm sure I couldn't afford one.
With increasing frequency, a litany of strange packages began arriving in my mail recently. Inside were, and continue to be, a series of very strange discs, entitled, Rockabye Baby!, that purport to be rock tunes made into lullabies. My first reaction? Smoking crack, as well all well saw in the 90's, can be a terrible, terrible thing.
Coldplay, The Beach Boys. The Eagles (easy to see why that one works), Pink Floyd (which I've nodded off to many times, course that coulda been all the…) all arrived and got a dutiful listen. But then came the terrible twosome of Tool and Green Day. Being…
The JVC Jazz Festival is in New York City (a bit of an absurdity: New York City is a jazz festival, all the time). A crazy schedule prevents me from seeing much this year (less and less of this festival is actually jazz, in any case), but I’m definitely catching the Keith Jarrett-Gary Peacock-Jack DeJohnette trio, Thursday night at Carnegie Hall, and Lee Konitz playing with a few bands, in honor of his 80th birthday (!), Monday night at Carnegie’s Zankel Hall.
Jarrett, whose stature as the premiere jazz pianist can’t really be contested, has been at his peak the past few years, and his…
"Believe me, Leonardo [da Vinci] was absolutely amazing.
"But he was no Walt Kelly."
Via Blog of a Bookslut.
I was doing a little dance on the subway platform. I was standing behind a dirty, purple column, so that no one could see me. I was waiting for the uptown F train. I was listening to the iPod¹. I was somehow avoiding death. And it occurred to me that I should start a new band.
This new band will be huge. In number of musicians, I mean. Bigger than Polyphonic Spree, Mercury Rev, and Broken Social Scene combined. And what's that other ridiculously huge band? I forget, but they're probably from Canada. Everyone in Canada seems to get along so very well. In any case, we're…
Rodrigo y Gabriela play guitar real good. The video, on the other hand, is annoying. You might enjoy it more with your eyes closed.
John Marks writes: "Here is a page with six free downloadable MP3 tracks that for one reason or another had to be left off my CD survey of the historical and significant pipe organs of Rhode Island I have mentioned a few times in my Fifth Element column.
"I think that the single most audiophile-friendly track will turn out to be Andrew Galuska’s Stravinsky-flavored improvisation—very dynamic, with sharp rhythms. But all the tracks are worth a listen.
"The page also has photos of a few of the organs on the CD (and two organs that were left off).
"The CD is on its way…