Stephen Mejias

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Stephen Mejias  |  Jul 05, 2006  |  1 comments
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.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 29, 2006  |  6 comments
Four Thursdays have powered up and cooled down since this year's Home Entertainment Show in Los Angeles, and I'm still reading the show reports. Beyond that, I'm enjoying them more and more. This is a good sign, I realize. I'm enjoying the reports more because they're making more sense to me. The language is becoming a part of me.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 28, 2006  |  12 comments
Sometimes, I feel as though I use a lot of words to say nothing at all.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 27, 2006  |  0 comments
"Don't stay too late," JA says, on his way out of the office.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 27, 2006  |  0 comments
The fax machine is singing its song. Beep bloop beep bloop bleep beep beep. And bloop. It goes on and on. Kristina feeds the machine and the machine eats, requests for verification on pricing and availability of amps and speakers, tonearms and cartridges, accessories and racks and so much more. "Recommended Components" is singing its song. Swoosh and whir.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 26, 2006  |  2 comments
It's interesting: A small change can make such a big difference. I wake up, force myself out of bed, walk into my living room, and stop to admire the so-slightly-revised layout. So slight, the revision is, but I love it. It just seems right. It seems
Kristina Roman, Editorial Intern  |  Jun 23, 2006  |  5 comments
I tried, so many times, to write a little something about the Stereophile pepper and golf-coins, but could never get the ideas to grow, could never get them to drop in the hole. See here how Kristina handles it, while kindly declining our CD case (and CDs, in general).
—SM
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 23, 2006  |  1 comments
As I mentioned yesterday, I had, for some time — long before acquiring a hi-fi, in fact — fought the idea of placing my couch against the rear wall of my living space. When I finally did, however, I found that things both looked and sounded different. And not only different, but: better. And I'm not confusing the two. So, what's up with this?
Kristina Roman, Editorial Intern  |  Jun 22, 2006  |  3 comments
Initially, I thought it'd be a good idea for Kristina to create a weekly blog entry, to be posted each Friday. Kristina, however, has already written two entries, too good to be held onto. And, I think to myself: "Why hold her back?"
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 22, 2006  |  0 comments
Kelli's never been too happy with my orange Ikea couch. After all, she has her opinions on what a couch should be. First and foremost, obviously, a couch should be comfortable. Aiding in the comfort of a couch, Kelli tells me, are things like arms and backrests and cushions made of soft fabric. All of these things work together to provide a soothing place for resting one's head and supporting one's legs after a long, tiring day in the office. My couch, however, lacks these things. To a certain degree, I'm proud of my couch for maintaining its individuality — its unwillingness to conform to society's standards of what a couch should offer and be. My couch is a rebel.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 21, 2006  |  0 comments
Precisely at noon, Brother Todd called to remind me. Elvis came from my cell phone, ringing singing ringing: "You were always on my mind..."
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 19, 2006  |  0 comments
Some things have led us to consider what we want — exactly, more or less, I suppose — from music. Feel free to substitute "the band," or "art," or even "life," for music. That is:
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 16, 2006  |  2 comments
"Oh, you're still here," Elizabeth said, on her way out.
Stephen Mejias  |  Jun 15, 2006  |  0 comments
Alright, dammit, I give in: The new Sonic Youth album is pure beauty.

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