Rhino Records can no longer be trusted to remaster albums properly.
Do you see this, Rhino? This is you hot mastering the new Warren Zevon re-issue.
Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.
Archive for November, 2008
Rhino Records Can No Longer Be Trusted
Posted in Uncategorized on November 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“Come Over to My House (It’s Christmas)”
Posted in Class Dismissed, Music on November 23, 2008 | 4 Comments »
I wrote this Christmas song a few years ago, and I’ve finally gotten around to arranging and recording it. It’s a simple tune about wanting to be with the person (or people) you love around the holidays.
You can download the entire single, which includes an instrumental version of the song, an acoustic demo version, and [...]
Rest in Peace, Kevin
Posted in Uncategorized on November 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Kevin Gilbert
November 20, 1966 – May 17, 1996
Love knows no justice at all.
Rhino Goes Above and Beyond
Posted in Uncategorized on November 19, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Dear Consumerist,
This morning, I downloaded the new Smiths compilation from Amazon.com. Unfortunately, the album was “hot mastered,” as are most new albums these days. The process of hot mastering ruins the subtleties in the sound and raises everything to the same volume, thereby clipping sound waves and destroying intricacy.
Usually, Rhino Records has had a proven [...]
“The Words Were High”
Posted in Class Dismissed, Music on November 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My new song, “The Words Were High,” is a tribute to Green Gartside and Scritti Politti. It’s the first track off my forthcoming album, Class Dismissed. You can download a high-quality, DRM-free MP3 (256 kbs, 6.1 MB) by clicking here. (To save to your computer, right-click the link and choose “Save Link As…”)
Here’s the [...]
The Boom Boom Bap
Posted in Uncategorized on November 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We’re almost there.
I’ve had an incredibly emotional day today, tearing up at basically any opportunity. And when I woke up this morning, this was the song that was in my head:
I don’t know why. Just listen.
The boom boom bap, the tap-a-tap tap
Well, that’s the beat of my life




