A Letting Go or a Giving Up
...And I was returned to those weird and warm Florida nights when I'd leap eagerly from my comfortable but lonely bedroom at the sound of a weak car horn. In moments, I'd be out and free.
A Lifelong Pursuit
Today, the gentlest sunshine is replaced by relentless rain. The sound of great waves rising along rocky shores is replaced by jack hammers and angry street noise and other wasteful stupid, stupid shit.
A Little Bizarre, and Altogether Marvelous
A few days ago, I briefly mentioned the fact that our totally radical magazine is also available in">http://www.zinio.com/offer?issn=0585-2544&of=ZH01&ns=zno">in digital attire. It was on my mind because Dave Jenne, one of the production dudes at Zinio (our digital publishing partner), had sent me the link to our April issue. Dave sends me an e-mail each month. And it goes a little something like this:
A Little Camera
JA uses a little camera to monitor the rotation of the speaker on the platter. The platter turns at five degree intervals while JA measures impulse response. For a larger view, visit our">http://forum.stereophile.com/photopost/showphoto.php/photo/2216/passwor… Gallery.
A Little Good-bye Note
"Write about me in your blog," she said, waving good-bye.
A Man's Cartridge
A gift from Uncle Art: Introduced">http://www.stereophile.com/phonocartridges/1207zu/">Introduced in 1962, the Denon DL-103 moving-coil cartridge ($229)—a music-lover’s friend, an audiophile classic, a man’s cartridge.
A Measure of Magic
What can I say about cables?
A Meeting with Phiaton
I'd been curious about Phiaton's headphones ever since Wes Phillips's positive review of the radical-looking, leather-clad Moderna">http://www.stereophile.com/headphones/phiaton_moderna_ms_400_headphones… MS 400 appeared in our pages earlier this year, so when I learned that a couple of Phiaton's executives would be in New York City to introduce their new noise-cancelling 'phones, I was eager to check them out.
A Memory Talking
It's kind of crazy. I go to bed each night with a little bit of worry over the words I've let loose. Nouns and verbs and other linking bits, forming ideas and images meant to be pretty, meant to be funny, meant to be interesting. These words are linked to me, just as my name is linked to Stereophile, and it all comes with
A Menagerie of Strings and Things
It's not that I'm suffering from writer's block or anything queer like that, it's just that there's a lot going on in the office and in life. The difficult thing for me, when it comes to writing, is making sense of all these little red and white ideas hanging down from the ceiling like origami birdies. I'd prefer to spend my entire day writing.