In an age where people are so concerned about being green...less care is devoted to the care and feeding of your brain--especially as concerns music. The human body can react in very different ways to MP3s, .wav files, CDs and the once forsaken black platter--also known as the 331/3 rpm record.
I’ve done A/B comparisons with CDs/vinyl... more often than not, digital re-mastering takes away from the visceral impact of music.
One of the many goals I have for the rest of my life--and I guess the newer terminology is now called "bucket list," is to visit as many cáfes as I can. You know, the kind with small outdoor tables that over look parts of the city or the countryside in some faraway country. I have this image or goal in mind for a few reasons. One is for the different tastes of coffee and espresso. The other is for the culture, the people, the sounds, smells, etc. But another reason is for the music. In my mind, at least, I imagine these cáfes as meeting places of rich music.
I love the irony. When I picked the selections for this week's World Music Show (7/27), Richmond was in the midst of it's usual summer humidity hoe-down. You know, sweltering heat, possible chance of rain and thunderstorms every day. But as I write this week's World Music Blog, we're on the second day of really, incredible weather. We're talking no humidity, mid-to-upper 70-temperatures--the kind of weather that, say, if you were at a drive-in theater, you'd maybe need a sweatshirt! And it's the end of July.