Alabama
For Martin Luther King day, here's John Coltrane's haunting "Alabama," which, according to Sascha Feinstein and Craig Werner, was based on the rhythms of the eulogy Martin Luther King delivered at the funeral for the four girls slain when their church was dynamited in Birmingham.
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Alan Moore on Pornography
Speaking of having fun . . . .
Alan Turing
A good read from The New Yorker. I saw a special on the Enigma Project once and they interviewed a woman who had worked with Turing at Bletchley Park. She basically said that everybody at BP was phenomenally bright, but that Turing was a genius and that the difference between being intelligent and being a genius was the difference between going from A to G and from A to Zed. Genius didn't need the intermediate steps that even the very brightest of us require.
Albert Camus' Lost PowerPoint Slides
Camus was a scorpio.
Albert Fuller, R.I.P.
Albert Fuller has died. I enjoyed his playing a lot and, the one time I met him—we shared the elevator to Weill Recital Hall—he was gracious enough to tell me about the night he met Igor Stravinsky.
Ale's Well
I'm just here for the beer.
Alex Ross on Bostridge and Britten
Great writing in The New Yorker on a great musician singing some real "adult" music. I offer Britten as the refutation to those who say that there can be no great vocal music in English—I can't think of any of his operas or art songs that aren't immensely musical and moving. And did I mention dramatic?
Alex Ross on Lorraine Hunt Lieberson
The name of the essay is "Fervor," and that's what Ross writes with. If you can read the last paragraph of this tribute to Ms. Hunt Lieberson without tearing up, you have my condolences.
Alex the Parrot
"If Alex were a dog, he would be 189 years old. But he's a parrot and he's 27. In parrot years that's 27. Unless Alex chokes on a nut or falls out of his cage, he should live another 50 years. In a perfect world, healthy parrots can live 80 to 90 years."
Ali Farka Touré, R. I. P.
Mali's proto-bluesman dead at 66. I loved his guitar, true—but I really loved his phrasing as a singer. If you haven't heard his duet with kora-player Toumani Duabaté, you're missing one of the great records of this century.