My friend Fojammi and I were lamenting the trend toward convenience over sound quality in music.
A couple of years ago I was certain 16 bit CDs would improve to 24bit. DVDs already do it. It’s sad to me that audio quality is better for prerecorded movies than it is for music.
I mix all my music to 24bit and dither it down to 16bit just in case. My friend, and partner in Delay Tactics, Walter mixes to surround sound. I think that’s a bit much considering the current listening climate.
My girlfriend Valerie is totally unapologetic about her preference for MP3s. I have to admit MP3s are great for rollerblading and listening in the car.
When we listen to music, it’s generally from a boom box on our porch. It’s an odd turn of events that when I blast music from a real stereo I’m by myself in the living room. It’s almost a religious experience for me, immersed and swimming through sound. It’s even better when that’s a shared experience though.
There are parties these days where you can watch a crowded dance floor and there’s no sound. Everyone’s dancing to their own MP3 player. There no shared rhythm and I don’t really see how there can be an honest sense of community.
People are a social species and we’re drifting toward isolating ourselves in our private dream worlds. It’s probably a symptom of the intolerance that’s so prevalent these days. It makes me feel lonely just thinking about it.
Music in the car is what I’m really thinking about right now. It can’t be a passive experience because motion is involved. Time and motion means dance, doesn’t it?
Occasionally I hear radio DJs talk about great driving music. They always go to the lowest common denominator: Radar Love. The elitist in me sighs.
Music doesn’t have to be driving to be great driving music. I mentioned driving in the
I also posted about driving with my buddy Theo when a new song by REO Speedwagon came on the radio. It was Roll with The Changes. Theo turned to me and said, “You know I always kind of liked these guys.” I never did until that. That has to be one of the best driving songs ever!
I was never much for classic rock. It wasn’t until I heard Whole Lotta Love on a friend’s P.A system cranked out “full blast” that I got Led Zepplin.
Speaking of full blast I used to have a Suzuki Samurai that I abused the Hell out of. That was a fun car! I put a power amp under the driver’s seat and my speakers filled the back seats entirely. It was a two passenger vehicle when I was done with it.
I used to go four-wheeling in brush that was way over our heads. We had no fear because we had a roll bar. David Bowie’s “Stay” from Station To Station is spectacular at full blast!
I’ll never forget my girlfriend Joanie’s involuntary laughter, half from fear and half from the pure joy of the roller coaster ride, as we four wheeled narrow, muddy roads high in the mountains of
I think my favorite driving music experience of all was driving through the
I was telling this story to my friend Rib Tip when he got a stern look on his face and asked me, “You know what they say about drinking and driving?” “No,” I answered.
“It’s a lot of fun!”