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"Salesmen, Cheats and Liars," <i>Shakespeare, My Butt...</i>, Lowest of the Low

The song title is fitting, considering some of the "miracle tweaks" that exist in the audiophile world.

I wish somebody would give this band a miracle tweak. This song sounds like 1991 and I don't really like it. Actually: I almost hate it. It has that fat, clunky, doo-da-dum chug-a-lug-lug lead bass crap that, if I follow too closely, makes me want to slice my ears off. I remember John Atkinson once saying that Pencey Prep's bass player was "too busy." My god, Lowest's bass player makes Pencey's sound like a complete slacker.

I can say, though, that the Arros are…

 

The History of Felt Hats and Hat Making

I'm posting this link because it reminds me of my father-in-law, the least macho man I ever met—and one of the toughest. How tough was he? Well, in the 1930s he traveled through the South as a labor organizer for the hatter's union. He stood down thugs with axe-handles—and, having seen him get angry a time or two, I feel sorry for those poor ol' peckerwoods.

Max told only one hatter's joke—heck, for all I know, there may be only one hatter's joke: Any two-bit magician can pull a rabbit out of a hat, but it takes a hatter to pull a hat out of a rabbit.

 

What the . . .

As often as I photograph Bagheera, you'd think she get over being surprised by it.

 

On the Comfy Chair

"You don't understand," said Huckleberry. "I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let's face it."

 

Seeing a Different Rembrandt

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.

 

The Science of Motion Sickness

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.

 

Suggested Reading

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…

 

Before the Beginning

What if the Big Bang wasn't the first second?

 

Robert, Clara, and Johannes

A classical love triangle.

 

Paradise Underground

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.

 

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