Stephen Mejias

Regarding <a href="http://machinist.salon.com/blog/2007/10/01/radiohead/">that Radiohead thing</a> that everyone's talking about, which strikes me as being a whole lot like <a href="http://www.stereophile.com/news/1205magnatune/index.html">that Magnatune thing</a> we covered a couple of years back, I refer all dear readers to my brother, <a href="http://themultipurposesolution.blogspot.com/2007/10/they-should-just-ge… Teacher</a>.

It's a good thing I did my listening before the Mets' tragic loss because, afterwards, <i>everything</i> sounded horrible. I started with the brilliant Arsenio Rodriguez composition, "A Bailar Mi Bomba," off of Roberto Roena's outstanding <i>Lucky 7</i>. When I listen to this song, my head bobs about like mad and my shoulders shake like maracas, I come up with desperate ideas about trading in my guitar amplifier for a conga set and a cowbell, I consider saying goodbye to everything and moving away to Puerto Rico. It's that kind of song.

I sat, quietly, in the dirty seat, empty bottles of beer and peanut shells at my feet. My throat was sore from shouting chants and pleas, my hands bruised from fruitless rooting. <i>How could this have happened?</i> As the stadium emptied out, leaving behind only rows of orange and blue paint, an painful truth sank in: This is how it ends.

Last week, my wonderful coworkers completely surprised me with a delicious birthday cake.

<a href="http://online.wsj.com/public/article/SB118953936892024096.html">This</a…; Wall Street Journal article asks: "Are MP3s and the iPod ruining pop music?"