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Everything you know about Rembrandt may be wrong—except his greatness. Although, now that you mention it, that wasn't always a universally held opinion.
I'm interested in this subject because my wife is unbelievably sensitive to motion—planes, boats, the middle seat of an automobile, they all make her ill.
Actually, there is a magic bullet and it's ReliefBand, which was worth every penny.
Alright, Kristina, before you leave us for your boyfriend and Boston, before you dive into ontology and photography, before you dedicate your days to the books and your nights to the booze, before you lose track of the earth's revolutions — keeping time, instead, with semesters and exams — before all of that and everything else, if, in fact, you do decide you want to fill your spare moments with music — good music, produced with magic — then I've found a few things for you to read. I hope this will help.
I meant to mention it sooner, but I held on. I didn't want to give it away too soon…
Baldasare Forestiere created an underground dwelling that included a network of 100 niches, courts, patios, and passageways, including plantings of trees such as Strawberry, Carob, Jujube, citrus (sometimes multiple graftings on single trunks), Pomegranate, Mulberry, Date Palm, Avocado, Quince, and Persimmon.
Oh yeah, he did it in 40 years with hand tools and a hose.
Via www.plep.org.
Jon Iverson sends along this link to photos.
One distinguishing mark of the "old" music business, i.e. the one before downloads, the one that made buckets of money, the one where half of my friends used to work, was that it was so big that folks on say, the classical side, had no idea who worked on the rock side. Even within the same company. They were different planets.
Even in today's shrunken music business, that can still happen but perhaps only in Gotham. Last Thursday for me was the kind of day in New York where the level of stimuli either drives you to the edge and makes you certain that your expiration date for fleeing is…
With only one more day at Stereophile before she goes back to school, Kristina says goodbye. For now.
–SM
–SM
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So it appears as if I will be going into blog retirement. For how long, I am uncertain.
I have two days left here at Stereophile. John says he should be wearing black, mourning my departure. I laugh and he tells me once again that I will get far in the business world if I continue to laugh at jokes that are not funny — some sound advice I will definitely take with me. As the summer draws to a close, I think to myself: "Will the audiophile bug…
Ars Technica has a fascinating piece on personal electronics in the war zone. There's an image of a gunner with his iPod fastened to his Fritz helmet that's worthy of iconic status.