Wednesday, September 15, 2004
1711 Hrs. Times Square.
The fight song. I was just listening to Manson's "Fight Song." (Lyric: I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist.) The co-worker in the office across the hall, steps into my office. That's where we'll pick up the action...
She: Are you trying to give me a slow painful death?
Me: What?
She: Are you trying to give me a slow painful death? I mean, [pointing to my CD player] I'm trying to celebrate the Jewish New Year.
Me: Well, if the death is slow and painful, I guess it took you too long to say something to me.
* * * * *
Something for your earholes. I've been meaning to write about the new earphones I recently got for the iPod. I was looking for something that sounded good, fit well, and wasn't a flimsy piece of crap. (Three categories in which the Apple iPod Earbuds fail horribly. You wouldn't even hear a bottom response in those things if someone boxed your ears while you were listening to Morphine's The Night.)
I Googled around, read a bunch of reviews and bought EM3s from Future Sonics. I'm liking them. They took some getting used to, because the custom foam fit requires theses things go way deep in your ear. That means that you cannot hear anything but the music and your own breathing. Even when your between tracks, all you hear are the sounds resonating inside your skull. (This is pretty wild.) When I'm on the subway, 40% volume is sufficient. (Compared with about 95% on the Apple 'buds.)
The bass response is unreal, and the spatial separation [P-Mint will tell me if I'm using the proper term there], is true. Instruments stay where they were in the studio.
These are admittedly more expensive than nearly every choice on the market, and they are ugly as hell (they are made for pro use, moreso than for consumers, so they come in a color that might be described as "Beyonce"), but they'll sound better -- and last longer -- than whatever else you might plug into.
The fight song. I was just listening to Manson's "Fight Song." (Lyric: I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist.) The co-worker in the office across the hall, steps into my office. That's where we'll pick up the action...
She: Are you trying to give me a slow painful death?
Me: What?
She: Are you trying to give me a slow painful death? I mean, [pointing to my CD player] I'm trying to celebrate the Jewish New Year.
Me: Well, if the death is slow and painful, I guess it took you too long to say something to me.
* * * * *
Something for your earholes. I've been meaning to write about the new earphones I recently got for the iPod. I was looking for something that sounded good, fit well, and wasn't a flimsy piece of crap. (Three categories in which the Apple iPod Earbuds fail horribly. You wouldn't even hear a bottom response in those things if someone boxed your ears while you were listening to Morphine's The Night.)
I Googled around, read a bunch of reviews and bought EM3s from Future Sonics. I'm liking them. They took some getting used to, because the custom foam fit requires theses things go way deep in your ear. That means that you cannot hear anything but the music and your own breathing. Even when your between tracks, all you hear are the sounds resonating inside your skull. (This is pretty wild.) When I'm on the subway, 40% volume is sufficient. (Compared with about 95% on the Apple 'buds.)
The bass response is unreal, and the spatial separation [P-Mint will tell me if I'm using the proper term there], is true. Instruments stay where they were in the studio.
These are admittedly more expensive than nearly every choice on the market, and they are ugly as hell (they are made for pro use, moreso than for consumers, so they come in a color that might be described as "Beyonce"), but they'll sound better -- and last longer -- than whatever else you might plug into.
