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I like Adam Baratz's essay limning similarities between Robert Crumb and Frank Zappa.
I made a small noise.
"Sorry. What do you do for a living?" he asked, pressing his fingers into my gut.
"I'm an assistant editor for a magazine," I replied, taking a deep breath.
"Good. Now cough. What magazine?"
"Stereophile."
The doctor jumped back abruptly, tossed his arms into the air, made a jolly sound, and exclaimed, "Oh, you've made my day!"
What had he found? I wondered. "Oh?" I asked.
"I'm a fan, I'm a fan! Where are my magazines?" he asked, searching through a ragged stack of glossies hanging against the examination room…
"Stuff that behaves a little bit outside the norm . . . ." Sounds like a pretty good description of my friends.
The Stereophile editors are getting ready for CES 2007 and will be reporting live from the show starting Monday, January 8. Join John Atkinson, Wes Phillips, Larry Greenhill, Robert Deutsch, Stephen Mejias, and Jon Iverson as they file their reports and photos.
As we reported last March, the Consumer Electronics Association decided to move the "high-performance audio" and "high-performance home theater" exhibits of the Consumer Electronics Show (CES) to Las Vegas' Venetian Hotel in 2007. Here, then, in a blatant attempt to scoop my show-reporting Stereophile colleagues, is my picture of the new CES venue. I actually took this picture last year, not in anticipation of the change in show venue, but simply because I’m a sucker for the ersatz-European ambience of Las Vegas hotel-casinos like the Venetian. And whatever the advantages/…
Year's best sports-related story—2007 is going to have to really be wild to better this one.
Is industrial design "intelligence made visible" or "attention-seeking frivolity"?
Watched James Brown's widow Tomi (not Tammy, she’s touchy), on Larry King last nite. Larry, who was at low ebb last nite and looked real bored by being used as a platform in a marriage dispute, wasn't buying any of it. Larry, bad manicure and all, looks like he's interviewed enough grieving, flaky–as–hell rock star widows.
Tomi Rae Hynie Brown's story is that she's out thanks to Brown's lawyer Buddy Dallas. A lawyer named Buddy Dallas. It's gotta be a pseudonym. Yet every time I hear it I think that if I were James Brown, I too would want and the kind of criminal attorney who coulda had a…