The news of new ownership is making my head swim. If I'm normally your ADD DJ, today add an H for hyperactivity. I'm all over the place. Can't read without the phone ringing, taking calls that begin, "What do you think?" No think. Link.
So we start with this "thought scoop" from Nicholas Carr, the ex-editor of the Harvard Business Review, headlined,
The strangest reporter's notebook I've seen in a long time comes from NBC10's Teresa Masterson. She wrangles an invite to the home of back-from-LA singer/songwriter Phil Roy - the musician who throws $100 home concerts and dinner parties for fans. She brings her sister. Then, for reasons unclear, is expected to serve dinner, do the dishes - the whole Cinderella thing, with no prince. It's very funny. And bizarre. She gets spilled on. Knocked in the head. Generally disrespected. And she's got pictures to prove it. Headline: Local Reporter's Celeb Nightmare.
Masterson, who blogs, for NBC10, earlier got notice for an account of her reporting at a Trenton Thunder game. (Philadelphia Will Do spotted that one.) She wrote, memorably:
Here's the thing: I was promised a chance to meet the players, and had visions a la Carrie Bradshaw using her press pass to get into the Yankee locker room.
You can spend months following Philly sports blogs without reading an encouraging word about a coach - and no one has faced such blistering heat as amiable Phillies skipper Charlie Manuel. When the team booted the month of April the calls to "Fire Cholly" started mounting.
And now that the home-town team has won 13 of 14?
Beerleaguer is leading the charge to give Charlie credit. Jason Weitzel begins his Sunday post:
Wondering how far the state of digital music has come? Go back a few years, to early 1978, when the call went out for hobbyists belonging to the Philadelphia Area Computer Society: Who wants to put on a concert? "Many of the computer musicians were reluctant or too shy to perform at a computer music concert, something they had never heard of before," writes Dick Moberg, the society's president. But word spread, and on August 23, 1978 an over-flow crowd piled into a large ballroom at the Sheraton Hotel for a three-hour concert. RCA had a "flute engineer" play on some of the tunes. An album, First Philadelphia Computer Music Festival, captured the excitement. Downloadable Highlights are posted on the Web at vintagecomputermusic.com. Try "Hey Jude" to hear the cutting-edge of computer music 28 years ago. Then click here to hear what the modern era can do with "Hey Jude" and a computer. (via, Phillyist.)
Dave Ralis at PhillyBurbs blog has a primer for the important visitors touring Philadelphia today - What To Tell Those Olympic Folks. They're scouting locations for the 2016 Summer Games. By that time the Delaware Riverfront should be done. Example:
Whiskey Bar, perhaps nostalgic for those read-aloud nights with The Very Hungry Caterpillar, turns the Eric Carle children's story into a ravenous political fable on the occasion of a Harper's piece that details the $80,000 in campaign money that U.S. Rep. Curt Weldon, R-PA., has spent over the past eight years on meals.
In the light of the moon, a little campaign lay on a leaf. One November morning the voters came out, and POP, out of the campaign came a tiny, very hungry Congressman. He started looking for some food.
A Phoenix newspaper declares US Airways' Philadelphia operations "dirty, dysfunctional and often dreaded by customers." The airline's health rests heavily on the grimy hub's fate, the Arizona Republic writes in an article called Fixing Philadelphia.
High anxiety: Is it true that the city's wireless Internet venture won't reach anyone on the fourth floor or higher? Apparently, yes. Not until Phase 2. Story from the Metro.
Let your freak flag fly! Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young to open "Freedom of Speech" tour at the Tweeter Center in Camden on July 6. First time in four years the foursome has hit the road together. I knew there was some reason I listened to this over the weekend.
NY-based Al Jazeera correspondent travels to Philadelphia on the trail of Benjamin Franklin and pronounces our city's Benergy to be "brilliant." Of course he was writing in the UK's Guardian, where that word showed up 12 other times Monday, including a description of a newspaper column, a soccer lob and Tony Blair.
New Jersey blogger disses Camden, but concedes never having been there. My Garden Statement, out of Brigantine, is working hard, but somebody lend her a Google map: "To be fair, I haven't exactly been to Camden. But I have driven through it on I-95, and I can tell you it looks like a real hellhole. Picture the slums of Bombay, only with more graffiti and fewer live chickens." I-95, hon, runs through our hellhole.
Psst. Wanna save money on gas? How about $2.83-a-gallon for regular? - that's the cheapest area price now on Philadelphia Gas Prices, a customer-generated site. The source is a Sunoco station on Old Lancaster Ave. in Merion, which compares nicely to, say, the Citgo station on Broad St. under I-76 in South Philly, which wanted $3.19-a-gallon early Sunday. At that rate, filling the Blinq van would take more than $51. At the Washington Monthly, blogger Kevin Drum does a little figuring and reports that if prices hold at $3 a gallon, the average American household would be spending about 10 percent of its after-tax yearly income on gas. 10 percent. That's assuming the average household income is $44,000 and gasoline consumption is 1,100 gallons a year. Income has been falling over five years. Gas prices have jumped 50 percent over the past year. One solution: Septa. But you shouldn't spend the quarters they give you back in change.
Which leads to a piece in The Economist on the rise of user-generated media. Or, Why Barry Diller Doesn't Get It.