Stephen Mejias

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After a week of rain and bad news, here comes the sun. I woke this morning, singing it.

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I discovered Erik Satie while in college. The music seemed perfectly fit for such strange and brightly-colored cartoon mornings, rainy afternoons, very sad and lonely drunken nights. Perfectly fit for a dude who felt out of time with himself, a mishmash of incomplete angles and ideas, a dance party, a moonlit walk along a muddy trail, a stranger, a desperate fuck.

I can do this. It'll be alright. I can use these same words all over again and still love myself. I can use yesterday's">http://forum.stereophile.com/forum/showflat.php?Cat=0&Number=20246&page… forum post as today's blog entry, and people won't hate me. By doing this, by re-posting, I may even reach a few readers who haven't already seen it in the forum. And, hey, I'll even edit it a little bit, so that it's not exactly the same. Here it is:

I'm looking forward to the new Bill Callahan album, Woke On A Whaleheart, not only because I have this aching feeling that it's going to be a beautiful piece of work, one that I can relate to and fall in love with, but also because I think it's going to offer excellent sound quality, and I just can't wait to hear it on the hi-fi. This is interesting to me because I never looked forward to an album for its sound quality before. Even when reading our own Stereophile record reviews, I've paid little attention to the number of stars placed besides the "Sonics" heading, except to make sure they're the right size and font.