Man, Earth, BMW.
There are Vista Points all along phenomenal Highway 1. We made plenty of stops.
There are Vista Points all along phenomenal Highway 1. We made plenty of stops.
I was in California last week, spending time with Jon Iverson and working on our “Recommended Components” feature for the April 2010 issue. Jon and Corrina made me feel very much at home, made me feel like a king, made me feel very spoiled and very fortunate. California made me feel very connected to the earth, surrounded me with beauty, reminded me that the most wonderful moments in life are made more beautiful when you’ve got someone to share them with.
<i>On a clear, bright day, when the blue of the sea rivals the blue of the sky, one sees the hawk, the eagle, the buzzard soaring above the still, hushed canyons. In summer, when the fogs roll in, one can look down upon a sea of clouds floating listlessly above the ocean; they have the appearance, at times, of huge iridescent soap bubbles, over which, now and then, may be seen a double rainbow. In January and February the hills are greenest, almost as green as the Emerald Isle. From November to February are the best months, the air fresh and invigorating, the skies clear, the sun still warm enough to take a sun bath.</i><br>
—Henry Miller, <i>Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch</i>
For Christmas, my sister, Nerissa, received a set of <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/heartbeats_by_lady_gaga/">Hea…;, Lady Gaga’s flashy in-ear headphones. Nerissa was overjoyed—even moved to dramatic, rock star poses, sporting her latest fashion accessory—mostly because she loves Lady Gaga. I don’t think she expected the sound quality to have a great impact on her life.
Remember all that talk about <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/stephenmejias/ideas_for_2010/">blah blah blah</a>? The <a href="http://www.stereophile.com/asweseeit/708awsi/">Princeton Record Exchange</a> just changed my mind.
<a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/matablog/2010/01/13/jay-reatard/">May 1, 1980–January 13, 2010</a>
It gets extremely cold in my apartment. Each winter, I curse and shiver and seal my windows with plastic and tape. The kitchen is coldest. I place a small electric heater on top of my refrigerator and turn it to high. I can hear the whirring sound from my living room, but it’s not loud enough to disturb my listening.
<i>Push, push, one more, one more, push…Almost there! I can see its head!</i>
For the past several days, I’ve had Neil Young’s newly remastered solo debut playing on repeat. <a href="http://blog.stereophile.com/musicroom/robertbaird/">Robert</a> received a copy of the <a href="http://www.neilyoungarchives.com/">Neil Young Archives</a> Official Release Series HDCD and I swiped it from him. (Actually, I was like, “May I please listen to that awesome stuff, please?”) Young’s first four albums, <i>Neil Young</i>, <i>Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere</i>, <i>After The Goldrush</i>, and <i>Harvest</i>, make up the first offering from the NYA ORS:
Our copy editor, Richard Lehnert, sent this to me today. I love it.