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Flipping through a glossy art book may be more fun than clicking through a CD-ROM, but search features and audio clips often make art discs more informative. Two new choices: the Metropolitan Museum of Art's Masterworks from the Collection ($40) gives a comprehensive, if staid, overview of the museum's massive collection, while Cinegram's Norman Rockwell--the Man and His Art disc ($70) offers an insightful and lively look at the illustrator...
...music consumers, we're accustomed to living with some sour notes. Enticed by a hit single, we buy a compact disc only to find the rest of the album filled with moody self-indulgence. We have millions of vinyl records and eight-track tapes taking up space in our closets because electronics makers sold us on a digital future with no way to bring our analog past along for the ride. And speaking of rides, can't those gadget wizards replace our waning (in some climates, melting) cassette tapes with truly portable CDs that won't skip when...
...Dillard drove across the Cascades in central Washington to watch and write about a "Total Eclipse" of the sun. She connected the eclipse to the mind's fragility: "A loosened circle of evening sky...was an abrupt black body out of nowhere; it was a flat disc; it was almost over the sun. That is when there were screams. At once this disc of sky slid over the sun like a lid. The sky snapped over the sun like a lens cover. The hatch in the brain slammed...
...title--but with a dry, sometimes acerbic tone that gives the album a haunting edge; listeners may be reminded of John Coltrane's way with a ballad or the blues. As a composer, Irby has a gift for melody, and there are so many fine touches on this disc that it's hard to believe nearly all of it was recorded in a single session...
Album titles that sound like Zen koans are almost always a sign of musical vapidity (New Age alert!). But not here. On his seventh disc as a leader, this adventurous 27-year-old jazz pianist justifies the title's paradox with playing that is full of odd stops and starts and tonal shifts, all of which he negotiates with delicacy rather than flash. This is music that manages to be both prickly and soothing--like anxious lullabies (to suggest another unappetizing title). Though Keezer gives himself three solo numbers--a highlight being his gentle deconstruction of Lush Life--the heart...