Super-duper! Putting on the Ritz!
Thanks Harry. Thanks to (other) Peter. And thanks to you too, Madame L., for the kind words in Peter’s comments.
Speaking of Peter (the other) — there was a coffee shop on Cole Street called the other, but how I bridge from there to Jamasutra you probably don’t even want to know — thank you (other) Peter for the Driftin Blues Charles Brown moments at your old blog.
I ran into something called a Samsung YH-925 … 20GB, under 300 bucks, all kinds of media support including voice recording … entry point for the mp3 deprived, which I have been. The tech looks mature enough now that I can thank the pod people and other consumer-early adopters. Now I am on the prowl, beach combing, scavenging free music off the web and converting some of the minimalist CD collection I maintain to mp3s.
The Dervala interview must be coming into sight and sound soon. She introduced me to Audacity a year or more ago. Thanks Derv.
And Ray and Bruce have been listening to Larry McMurtry’s son live… live and live, that’s the long and the short of it really… doesn’t rhyme with that rasta shit I-and-I but rather something more like I and "ih" (not ih and ih, either of course).
Ray redid his blog design. I liked it. Now it’s back to the old design. Hmmm… maybe I licked the wrong end of the toad.
So anyway, I’ve cadged a couple of nice mp3s from Peter (the other) and from Harry, two anonymous bloggistas. Bruce too. What is it with anonymity? I’m sticking my neck out, offending the PETA people, fearing for my life and you guys do the guero guerilla thing, all camouflaged, all hip.
And hey, for all of you feral cat lovers who have made my life a living hell, here’s a link to the cutest puppy pic you might expect to see for a while, and a link to a story about bunnies too.