Recordings $ and artists 

Enrico Caruso signed with Victor in 1904. Over 16 years he made over $5 million (see below *) from records sold.

His fees at that time were $4000 for each song recorded. Added to that was 40 cents royalties for each sold record (going rate for records at that time : $1 or $1.50.) This combined with growing overall sales, convinced more and more performers that records could be profitable. See (*) figures below to guess why.

All fun….(and some $$$$)

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(*) If you want to compare the value of a $5,000,000.00  in 1903 in todays value there are three choices.

real price of that commodity is $139,000,000.00
labor value of that commodity is $598,000,000.00
income value of that commodity is $840,000,000.00

Back to bikes

imagelogged into my training log and what did I discover! Last time I had a ride was in September 2014. 11 months! Anyway waist line was telling me something….

Probably been too busy working and also making horns for keen audio enthusiasts around the planet.

So so back to sport….and yes this bike can go faster than I can!

all fun….

 

Black is back and plays with ancestors….

How funny that after 90 years the audio is still with black signature. Size has changed! The black was adopted by the western electric gear for two reasons…for the horns to avoid adverse reflections behind the screen and on the electronics….well this was the period of the ford T…oh yes….well remember what Henry ford said ?

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Here awe try just about anything that will play. We even repair vintage gear to bring it back to life and have reincarnated designs to enjoy them. I had the opportunity to play with this small “black” cube over the past weeks. I found it interesting to play horns from 90 years ago that are all black from a compact black cube that could have been an object in space odyssey 2001. This amps uses next to no energy compared to my western electric 86 amps and delivers much more power.

So playing the old we13a horns from this modern age gear was fun.

All fun….

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MEN WHO LISTEN: PART 4 "THE MEMORY PALACE"  

By Avis Cardella

Listening to W’s story makes me think of Robert Fludd’s Memory Palace.

Memory Palaces, also known as Methods of Loci, are used to remember things by associating them with walks through a building, for example. Fludd’s most famous, often referred to as the Memory Palace of Music, summarizes the basics of music theory, as they were known in the early seventeenth century.

So, when W gets a faraway look in his eyes as he recalls the spark that ignited his love of Iistening, I can’t help but feel that we’re about to embark on a journey into his own musical memory palace.

I’m not mistaken.

The story begins with his parents—“born in 1919, and 1923, married late, then started a family.” A sister, Dagmar, was born, followed by W.

His father was an engineer, and when W was “maybe six or seven years old” the family relocated to Egypt. W would come to live in several countries throughout the Middle East, but it was there, in “the gift of the Nile”, that he first encountered the wonders of the radio.

When a friend “constructed a radio of diodes, wire, and coil” W was mesmerized with the circuitry and what it could do. “That was my first experience choosing to listen,” he explains. “I could turn the radio on and off, and on again.”

“Persian music was different,” he continues, “with different instruments and different sounds, and I found that I liked this exotic music.”

By the age of twelve, W and his family were living in Iran, and the pre-adolescent W, was hearing news about new records and “bands like Led Zeppelin.” It was upon returning to Germany that he discovered record shops; the LP’s he’d only heard about before were now at his fingertips.

Not only that, but he also discovered that Germans were busy unloading their tube amplifiers. Suddenly the trash bins were riddled with “all these discarded Siemens, and Telefunkens.”

What would any young man worth his two good ears do in this situation?

“I picked up the trashed speakers, rebuilt them, and made my first loudspeakers,” W proudly proclaims.

Today, W builds speakers, which is not at all surprising, and he continues to enjoy listening to music—all music—including the Persian and African melodies that first found their way to him via that handcrafted radio.

It might be said that the confluence of events in his young life became the cornerstones of his memory palace. The foundation upon which all those rooms—and speakers—could be built.

In the end, this has lead W to this simple equation: “The main goal was always to listen to music. I listen to music because it’s fun.”

All fun…

 

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"M" night

“M” came for diner.  I watched him climb the stairs with his orange LP shoulder bag. I knew he had something in mind and not remotely connected to the Rose wine firmly in his hand.

“M” has some of the most wonderful records That are mainly (only?) 78’s and mono’s. He had chosen to share a few with us. A few of them seen below.

We decided that in the fall we would gather a group of keen listeners and have a “M” DJ night. Getting his black beauties sing into the western electric system and horns.

Thanks “M”

All fun….