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...Series,” called “Tell Tale Signs,” seemingly as a triumphal arch erected in honor of a last fruitful, if wearying, campaign. At two discs and over two hours (the deluxe edition features a third disc and a 150-page booklet to boot), “Tell Tale Signs” is yet another thoroughly enlightening, thoroughly rewarding, and thoroughly listenable rarities collection—this time, of Dylan’s vaunted latter-day catalogue, spanning the time from 1989’s “Oh Mercy” up until...
...waisted and slender, what we all wanted to look like,” Lacy J. Dalton, a self-described “hard-luck” chanteuse and former fellow West Villager, has said. She could certainly sing and strum the banjo (and a 12-string Gibson guitar to boot), but Karen Dalton didn’t pen a single track on either of the two albums she managed to record in her lifetime. Fully gripped by the cult of the Singer-Songwriter—the belief that one needed to be both a vocalist and a lyricist in order...
...brilliantly subversive Scottish writer and artist Alasdair Gray has often seemed one of chaos and dissipation. Things don't look much better up close in Rodge Glass' Alasdair Gray: A Secretary's Biography, which variously paints him as garrulous, self-centered and a "bloody devious old bastard" to boot. That's probably not the picture Gray had in mind when he agreed to let Glass, his factotum and former student, be his biographer and shouted, "Be my Boswell ... Tell the world of my genius...
...been testing (which comes out in October): the 2530p is outfitted with a spiffy new "solid-state" drive (SSD) that costs $650 more than the old-fashioned spinning hard drives used by our forefathers (making this model likely to cost about $2,500). With no moving parts, SSDs boot up and respond quicker, run quieter and give off less heat, all of which improves battery power. Indeed, this laptop gets up to eight hours on a standard six-cell battery. My MacBook gets less than half that...
...unlimited access to produce. But who would back me in this endeavor? And who could eat fifteen batches of practice tiramisu? Since I didn’t have a friend with a bottomless appetite and a wallet to match, my only choice was to ship off to culinary boot camp. My sights were already set on Italy after falling in love with its food two summers ago. It also had the added benefit of being separated from home by an ocean. If I were unmasked as a culinary dud, I’d return to proclaim myself...