Love Me, Hate Me, Buy Me
Jeff Pearlman owns up to being a literary prostitute.
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Sailing Invidious Multinational Germs
I remember — it must have been about five years ago — when Jonathan arrived in the office, fresh from a Home Entertainment Show and as happy as can be. He had finally discovered the secret for avoiding the show flu, despite the handshakes and late nights.
Ashes and Snow
Elephant dreams. I completely lack the words to describe this site. It's overwhelming—and worth upgrading to Flash Player 8 for the enhanced experience.
Who Put the Fun in Funghi?
Andy Lechter's <I>Shroom</I> sounds like a trip and a half, but then I'm a mycophage.
The Da Roxy Code
Over on Brian Eno's website, there's a hilarious teaser concerning conspiracies, relics, and the re-alignment of the, um, stars.
Indy Labels
No, <I>classical</I> indy labels. Just as vital; even more necessary.
Freud Lives!
At the bank yesterday, I saw a guy with a Pink Freud teeshirt. It actually took me a minute to get it, so, to show I <I>did</I>, I said, "And by the way, which one's Pink?" I got a blank look in response, so I assume he was a Freud, not Floyd, fan.
Concert Photography 101
<I>DIY Photography</I> posts an extremely useful how-to. I've done my fair share of concert photography and, if I'd read this article first, I wouldn't have nearly as many pictures of people standing behind microphones.
Make Your Own Muzak
Apple has filed for a patent that will select music to match your activity level. Just think of your iPod as that guy beating the drum in the rear of the galley.
On Tone-Deafness and Genetic Predisposition
Should we be thankful that CD liner notes don't contain sentences such as, "Thanks go to the 'physiological studies in monkeys [that] suggest that roughness may be represented in the primary auditory cortex by oscillatory neuronal ensemble responses phase-locked to the amplitude-modulated temporal envelope of complex sounds.'"