Word: vinyl
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...wasn’t—short, fast, noisy, urgent—and the title track embodies all of this. Mills throws in “woo-hoo” harmonies and Stipe spits one-liners like “Death is pretty final / I’m collecting vinyl.” The song is a reminder of why R.E.M. became popular in the first place. Like all bands that demonstrate a certain degree of longevity, the question remains whether to judge R.E.M. by previous standards of greatness or by their recent output. The album clearly doesn?...
...study. The 1996 photograph “Otis” shows the room crowded with shelves of books, low-hanging fluorescent lights, and assorted stereo equipment. The print’s title is ostensibly a reference to an Otis Redding CD that is propped upright atop a stack of vinyl records. Judging from the books on photography (“Legacy of Light”) and art theory, this is Davey’s center of operations. Fast forward three years to “Yma,” and we see the same room with most of the same...
...next generation of audiophiles. D&M Holdings liked the plan. "We told them, 'Here is an opportunity to create what you want,'" says Pacor. "You can't do that when you're struggling to make payroll." One such venture: the first McIntosh turntable, to address the underground resurgence of vinyl. Yours...
...Fletcher's store is its own adorable anachronism. The dominant poster is from Blast from the Past, and his stock is just that, since all the films available for rental are videotapes - that obsolescent VHS format, the vinyl of home movie entertainment. DVD, in medium or high definition, is nowhere to be found in his rickety establishment, where Mike (Def) works behind the counter and Jerry (Black) lives in a trailer across the street and spends his time getting in Mr. Fletcher's grayed hair...
...broken engagement with cycling star Lance Armstrong. The political material comes first, and it comes strong. The album’s first and shortest track, “God Bless This Mess” might well be its best. With an acoustic guitar and a set of scratchy, vinyl-sounding vocals, Crow brings us a sobering vision of a country moving from the unifying emotion and tears of 9/11 to a much less galvanizing involvement in a “war based on lies.” The consequences are starkly depicted: a domestic tableau riven by a young veteran?...