The storm the media forgot

Well, that snow here stopped midafternoon, except for a slight dusting overnight.  Now its just cold.  (And no, I didn’t re-shovel the driveway. The weather service says it will be 50º on Saturday.)  OTOH, Cincinnati got 8 inches worth late yesterday (and Mark remains unheard-from).

Regarding things in Kentucky:

Snapped Shot’s Brian Ledbetter (via Malkin) does a compare-and-contrast on the Associated Press’ coverage vs. Katrina.

Bunch of photo and post links at ilist Paducah.

And for a smile: Patience-Please on coping with a house-full of whippets in a blackout:

I put every dog bed in the house on the floor in a semicircle in front of the fireplace. I piled blankets on top of the beds.  Very Old Dog, who will be fifteen in April, was nestled in with us.  Our dear young friends, Heather and Jason, were in our other front guest bedroom, also conveniently outfitted with another gas fireplace.  With them were their own two whippets and their most adorable toddler, Ben.  Their whippets, Edgar and Emmett, consider this a second home, since Emmett was born here, and both are frequent guests.  And you haven’t experienced cute until you hear Ben pronounce “Patience”.

At first, our dogs experienced an understandable confusion. Clearly the Big Bed was for them, and the Rags on the Floor were for humans....

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Digital, iPods, vinyl, and audio quality

Music consultant Bob Lefsetz:

I wanted to write and tell you how fucking great CDs without compression were.  Instead I’m gonna write how great VINYL is!

In which even an audiophile CD^[1] is emotionally less satisfying than vinyl

...I don’t have a subwoofer.  But, there was suddenly this ooze all over the floor of my house.  The same one that permeated the environment when I used to play “Long Time Gone” on that first Crosby, Stills & Nash album.  You know how you feel the bass, how it locates somewhere between your gut and your genitalia?  How it makes you feel like you’re truly at the live show?  That’s the sound I’ve got right now in my house.

Then there was that organ.  I didn’t hear the organ before.  Or at least didn’t notice it.

And when the piano plays, I can SEE IT!
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It sounds like…music...
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I felt the audiophile CD. But it wasn’t warm.  It was a silicone tit, not the real thing....
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I’m convinced we’ve got this rhythmic music dominating the charts today because acoustic music, music with dynamic range, sounds so shitty on CD.

So who’s to blame:  The producer, the engineer, or the technology?

(ACKs to John Gorman for pointing me to Lefsetz’s blog.)
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