I read on my iPad. But honestly, I prefer print.
From Andrew Rosenthal
When I was young, I colored in the line drawings in vintage editions of the Oz books that had been handed down through generations in my family. This was a bad thing to do.
Charles Blow's memoir 'Fire Shut Up in My Bones' was a breathtaking piece of writing.
I read 'The Hobbit' but not a single one of the 'Lord of the Rings' trilogy. I had to lie about this pretty much all through high school. I still say it apologetically.
One of the hard truths about the new digital world is that we have to be prepared to acknowledge when an experiment is not going to work, and to take action.
There are so many reasons to mark the passing of the great Joe Cocker - as many songs as he wrote, recorded and performed in his remarkable concerts. For me, Cocker was also the only performer who successfully covered and even improved on The Beatles.
Even the king of phrasing, Frank Sinatra, did not do as well as Joe Cocker with his reinterpretation of 'Something' by George Harrison, which Sinatra called the greatest love song ever written.
Joe Cocker never sounded forced. Crazy, perhaps, but not forced.
I can still remember the first time I heard a Beatles song. It was the fall of 1964, my second year in an American school after my family moved back from overseas, and I was standing on the corner of 64th street and First Avenue with my friend Larry Campbell.
Music was transmitted over the airwaves in the '60s - for free, even - astonishingly enough without Bit Torrent.
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