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Alex Ross, music critic for The New Yorker, wrote on his blog tonight about an extraordinary event that should be of great interest to opera lovers everywhere.

Hutch, Holly and I were talking tonight about the classic blogger days of Nashville Is Talking and Hutch mentioned how he missed that one voice (Brittney Gilbert) who was always there to point out the best of the best for the rest of us to read and enjoy.

This isn't really a new topic or anything, but Sasha Frere-Jones writes in this week's New Yorker about Auto-Tune, the audio processing tool that corrects pitch or, if desired, can be used to create the talk-box effect deployed in Cher's "Believe" and almos

K-Lo has a question regarding who is allowed to make fun of West Virginians:

The Tennessee Guerilla Woman note an article on gender in the presidential campaign where Geraldine Ferraro

I just finished an excellent piece in a recent New Yorker, In The Air.

Unfortunately, I don’t read as much as I used to–at least not books. I actually spend most of my time reading, but that’s mostly on the web–techie stuff, blogs, news, and millions of emails. I don’t get much of a chance to read fiction just for fun except in my, uh, “office”.

It's funny to me how some articles seem to really grab people's attention.

This is a sad story and if you are afraid of elevators this is just a warning.