somewhat ironic in this compressed
digital era. Hefting a 60-pound crate of 45s on and off buses is itself
a part of the performance (although there is no conscious audience).
Never mind that 10 times as many songs now tuck into breast pocket.
I'm not sure why I do it other than I love the music--the warm
of vinyl, the meditative stylus placement ritual, each song an artifact.
Someone told me it's better to have the needle dig than skate so I
taped an oldish NYC subway token to the tone arm and the Numark
sister gave me never sounded better. I eschewed the usual tube amp
tonight because I needed to plug in direct at Vermillion. I
didn't miss the extra weight and worry of the oldie gramophone. I also
lugged and plugged my digital projector and showed a slightly askew
of the first four volumes of robZtv.
worth but even more important were the two dudes who separately
introduced themselves with hugs and gratitude saying the films gave
them something that's absent from mean-spirited mainstream media.