Only in Vegas

I think my Vegas experience (outside the business aspects) is summed up, so far, by the following experience that happened as I was checking in at about 1:30 this morning:

My colleague and I leave the check-in counter and begin the long trek toward the elevators (which, as in any good Vegas hotel, takes us right through the middle of the casino). Even after the long day, I am taken aback to see in the middle of our path two young women—girls, really—wearing fishnet stockings, tiny leather bikini bottoms … and honestly I don’t know what else, because I was too busy turning to my colleague and saying, “Only in Vegas…”

Are you lookin’ at my daughter???” comes a female voice to my right. I turn and there’s a couple, probably not old enough to be the girls’s parents (but you never know). Actually the parents? Pulling my leg? Hard to tell. Playing safe, I reply, “Excuse me?”

“You lookin’ at my daughter?” comes the reply. She’s making eye contact and not smiling. The last thing I want to do is get a beat-down before the conference starts, in the lobby of the most expensive hotel in Vegas.

“Ma’am,” I reply, “I’m trying awfully hard not to.” And we keep on walking for the elevator.

If my luck were any worse, or if I were a Wil Wheaton calibre storyteller, the offended mother would have attacked me there. Fortunately I moved on without incident and the rest of the day went OK.

Escape from Boston

I managed to get one of the last flights out of Boston tonight, after the storm passed by. Only JetBlue was still flying — just barely, as we had to wait for them to rustle up a flight crew before we could take off — but there were no problems getting off the ground. Which makes me wonder: why couldn’t any other carrier get it together long enough today to get any flights moving? You would think, since they’re practically all in receivership, that the threat of losing paying seats would motivate them to start flying again as soon as the storm passed through.

Anyway, I’m at the Bellagio right now, and we’re off to a roaring start. $10.95/day for Internet and only one electrical outlet that’s accessible without moving furniture. Plus I had to take a “smoking permitted” room. Hard to believe that in a hotel this size they could run completely out of nonsmoking rooms. Maybe I can switch in the morning.

Stranded by the snow

Well, I was scheduled to fly out this morning at oh dark thirty. Alas, fate, in the form of the almost Blizzard of 2006 (we aren’t quite up to 35 mph sustained winds), intervened. My first flight was cancelled late last night, and I rescheduled to a 3:55 flight this afternoon. At noon after blowing the snow off the driveway, I came in to learn that that flight was cancelled too. I am now on the last flight out to Las Vegas, and am hoping that the snow slackens enough in the next three hours to let me get out of here.

Bode Miller style

We are having a great time watching the Winter Olympics here. Unfortunately I slept through Bode Miller’s qualifying rounds this afternoon. Background: when we were in Austria, we told our German hosts that our skiing would be conducted “Bode Miller style,” and they obliged with rounds of jagertee and gluhwein on the slopes. Wonder how Bode is feeling today, and how he’ll be feeling after tonight?

Interesting too, that Google is going Bode Miller style. If you search on Bode’s name, or the name of any other Winter Olympian, you get his biography and the schedule of events in which he competes.

Friday Random 10

I can’t top Zalm’s witty deconstruction of this week’s Grammy winners, so I’ll just shut up and post my Random 10:

  1. “False Ending,” Yo La Tengo (Electr-O-Pura)
  2. “Ocean Size,” Jane’s Addiction (Nothing’s Shocking)
  3. “Martha’s Foolish Ginger,” Tori Amos (The Beekeeper)
  4. “A Conjunction of Drones Simulating the Way In Which Sufjan Stevens Has An Existential Crisis In The Great Godfrey Maze,” Sufjan Stevens (Illinoise)
  5. “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For,” U2 (Rattle & Hum)
  6. “2. Section 1,” Steve Reich (Music for 18 Musicians)
  7. “San Francisco Waitress,” Eberhard Schoener and Sting (Video Magic)
  8. “Language is a Virus,” Laurie Anderson (Home of the Brave)
  9. “Drilling,” Minus the Bear (Menos El Oso)
  10. “Walk Around My Bedside, Roscoe Holcomb (High Lonesome Sound)

Apple flagship in Back Bay: Mac lovers rejoice

For those of us Boston area folks for whom Applephilia borders uncomfortably close to obsession, the news of the coming four-story flagship store on Boylston Street comes uncomfortably close to contributing to delinquency.

Not that I’m complaining. And not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Heck, it’s right down the street from Old South. I may have to stick around Back Bay a little longer after church services on Sunday.

Too bad the store is two years out. And hey, I would be surprised if their demolition plans don’t push it out any further.

My wife is the coolest ever.

My wife decided to surprise me last night. We won’t be able to spend Valentine’s Day together this year—I will be at the Pink Elephant IT Service Management Conference—so she decided that we would celebrate it last night. I had already been planning to grill some steaks, but she added a surprise to the mix: a Bluetooth keyboard and mouse for our computer, and an AirClick USB to allow me to control iTunes playback from other rooms. Very important, since the Mac is now the source of our dinner party music.

I’m very lucky to have a wife who likes Apple and speaks geek.

Sonic Youth: New album, life without Jim

I got a fan notification email a while back that Sonic Youth were working on a new album, which is always cause for celebration, especially after the last two (Murray Street and Sonic Nurse were real career high points). But I had totally missed a more interesting piece of news: back in October, Pitchfork reported that Jim O’Rourke, who was an official Sonic for the last two albums and played on others including NYC Ghosts & Flowers and SYR3, has officially left the band … to focus on directing films?

Personally I think the last bit is a canard, given that Jim is visibly active in the music business (he produced Beth Orton’s long overdue album, out yesterday). But you never know.

Everyone can blook.

Tony Pierce wasn’t the first blogger to go from blog to book, and now it looks like he won’t be the last, thanks to the new BookSmart software from Blurb. Announced at the DEMO conference, Blurb BookSmart is a general purpose tool that does for text what iPhoto does for pictures: makes it easy to self publish quality hardbound books.

Given my experience with iPhoto books, I’m curious to see how it turns out. Unfortunately there doesn’t appear to be a way to get into the beta without an invitation, so if anyone can hook me up, I’m your friend. Oh yeah: also no word about Mac compatibility for the software either. (Update: I missed the software compatibility info on the bottom of the Create Your Book page, which indicates that Blurb BookSmart is available for both Windows and Mac OS X.)(via)

Time to buy a Shuffle?

My 512 MB USB memory stick has gone missing; I’ve looked all over for it. But I’m not sure I care after seeing the news from CNet that Apple has lowered the price of the 512 MB Shuffle to $69 (and the 1 GB to $99).

I don’t really think I can get one, of course, right now; but it’s still a suddenly compelling value proposition. Who needs a screen? It’s a memory stick with previous-next and a headphone port. What more do you need? Besides, it would be good to have a backup for those long flights when my regular iPod’s battery goes.

The only catch: 1 GB of memory is not designed for people who rip losslessly. I think I could fit about 100 minutes of music on it. (Update: I missed reading a review that points out that iTunes can automatically downsample lossless files for a particular iPod to 128kbps AAC. I never knew iTunes could do that!!)

But what’s the message in the new 1 GB Nano? I guess that people like the small form factor enough to want to have access to the screen even if they only have a few songs on it. And that it’s important to get new models out to customers so that the market gets even more saturated before the competitors catch up.

Neko Case brings the noise

Coming next month: Neko Case’s new album, Fox Confessor Brings The Flood. I couldn’t be more excited if tomorrow was the first day of school. (Yeah, I was that kid.) The good news is that Joey Burns and John Covertino of Calexico, who made Blacklisted so spectacular, are returning. The really interesting bit is that The Band’s keyboard player Garth Hudson is also on the record; according to his site he is playing on four tracks. Hope he brought the Lowrey with him.

Review: Hilliard Ensemble, Gombert: Missa Media vita


The first thing that I thought on reading the liner notes for the new Hilliard Ensemble recording of the works of Nicolas Gombert was, What a bad time to record the music of a Catholic composer who was sentenced to hard labor for molesting choirboys. The first thing
I thought when I listened to the first track was, Wow, the Hilliard Ensemble sounds amazing. When did they add a bass?

In fact, this recording represents yet another turn in the evolution of the Hilliard Ensemble, one of the longest running early music ensembles performing today. Joining long time members Rogers Covey-Crump, Gordon Jones, and countertenor David James are tenor Andreas Hirtreiter (who has augmented the ensemble on two of their previous three recordings), Steven Harrold (who performed on the Hilliard’s chart-topping Morimur and their splendid 2004 recording of Machaut motets), and bass Robert Macdonald. It is the latter’s presence who is most spectacularly felt on the recording, as the trademark lush sonority of the Hilliard Ensemble gains a new and welcome depth of tone.

And the bass presence is needed on the title work, Gombert’s monumental Missa Media vita in morte sumus. The mass is a musical elaboration or “parody” of Gombert’s own motet, “Media vita in morte sumus,” which leads off the recording, and both mass and motet share a richly ornamented polyphony that is seamlessly rendered by the Hilliard Ensemble. There is very little space in these compositions; they are densely ornamented and constantly in motion, never settling or resolving. Gombert became famous (prior to being sentenced at hard labor in the galleys for “gross indecency” with a choirboy) for his highly complex and rich writing, which was published all over Europe during the time that he served as unofficial court composer to Emperor Charles V of Spain. Gombert’s unparalleled imitative writing and skillful use of dissonance is particularly striking in the closing motet, “Musae Iovis,” where sudden changes of tonality, meter, and rhythm that would be at home in a Tallis or Gesualdo composition are put to service in an evocative memorial to Josquin, Gombert’s teacher. This motet is the greatest revelation on the disc and makes a solid case for Gombert’s rediscovery. The Ensemble’s vocal performance, as always, is superbly nuanced and expressive while maintaining the same purity of line and heartrending perfection of phrasing that has characterized all the group’s recordings for ECM.

The Hilliard Ensemble is forever inimitable, for a very simple reason that was once outlined to me by a good friend and conductor who worked with the early music ensemble, the Suspicious Cheese Lords, in which I once sang. He was helping us improve our performance of Tallis’s Lamentations of Jeremiah, and told us that our tempo was too slow. “Well, we’ve been listening to the Hilliard recording…” I ventured. He cut me off. “Ah, but they’re not human. No mere mortal could hold phrases for that long, that perfectly.” Listening to this latest recording it becomes perfectly clear that he was right. Even with a few guests along for the ride, even performing long suppressed compositions that fell through the cracks between Josquin and Palestrina, the Hilliard Ensemble is still the closest thing on record to an out of body experience.

Also posted at Blogcritics.

The NFL hates bloggers?

That’s the way I heard the legal voice over that just aired during the Superbowl, anyway, the one that announces that “this broadcast is only for the NFL’s watchers. Any other use of the broadcast, including images or accounts, is forbidden.” I guess that means the play-by-play blog is out. What’s the legal meaning of account here, anyway? Does it include pointing out that the Seahawks are really sucking wind so far and need to stop missing 50-yard field goals?

New Mission of Burma, lots of 12″ vinyl

All you Mission of Burma fans and radio folks might want to check out the discussion about the forthcoming Mission of Burma album, The Obliterati, at Pitchfork. Clint Conley says that the band is rolling out a “singles club” in which 8 of the 14 album tracks will be released on 12″ vinyl—and as CD singles. The subscription club has unfortunately sold out—but I got mine, heh heh heh. If the demand for these singles is any indication, it will be Mission of Burma’s second post-reunion album that will be the real story of their career.