Love-Hounds-request@GAFFA.MIT.EDU (10/19/89)
Really-From: ed@das.llnl.gov (Edward Suranyi) A major earthquake here the day of the album's release -- is Kate trying to tell us something? I was at home listening to the CD when it struck -- all power went out for a while and the chandelier in my bedroom was swinging almost to the ceiling. I'd like to hear from any Bay Area love-hounds through e-mail to see what their situation is, if they can get through. I'm especially concerned about Tracy Roberts; I heard that Santa Cruz was particularly hard hit. Ed (Edward Suranyi) |"The Amazing Kate has finally shown that her Dept. of Applied Science |cult knew what it was talking about all along." UC Davis/Livermore | -- Terry Atkinson, _L.A. Times_ ed@das.llnl.gov | (in review of _Hounds Of Love_)
Love-Hounds-request@GAFFA.MIT.EDU (10/25/89)
Really-From: markl@neptune.AMD.COM (Mark Luedtke) In article <8910181910.AA00521@das.llnl.gov> Love-Hounds@GAFFA.MIT.EDU writes: >Really-From: ed@das.llnl.gov (Edward Suranyi) >A major earthquake here the day of the album's release -- is Kate trying >to tell us something? I was in Palo Alto on business and had ~25 dollars to last me through the night and back to Austin the next day, but I went down to Tower and spent some time looking at it and wishing... (I had no where to play it out there, or I would have bought it and ate McDonald's.) I had just returned from Tower when it struck. Mark Luedtke markl@neptune.amd.com (512)462-5278 Disclaimer (?) My spelling is a work of art
Love-Hounds-request@GAFFA.MIT.EDU (10/26/89)
Really-From: well!sommers@cogsci.berkeley.edu (William Sommers) > Really-From: Douglas MacGowan <MACGOWAN@NIC.DDN.MIL> > > Well, I was in the car on my way to Tower Records in Mountain View > when the big quake hit. My roommate was in her car on the way to > Tower Records in Campbell. Needless to say, we didn't get the album > on the release date... > > I was able to buy the CD on Wednesday, but as we still have no > electricity, it is sort of a moot point. > > The tragedy just keeps escalating. October 17 is *not* going > to be remembered as the album release date in this neck of the > woods. March 25, 1985: Bill, now living in San Francisco, is hired by a major biotech firm. March 26, 1985: Bill "discovers" USENET. Early 1988: Bill "discovers" rec.music.gaffa while browsing .newsrc one day. "<Gasp>... could it be?!!". Early 1988, 90 seconds later: Bill overcome with joy. Comes down a little as he remembers that he cannot send mail from this site, but nevertheless elated. July 7, 1989: Bill leaves company, thinking he will hook into USENET via FidoNet in a matter of days. Wrong. Bill spends next months in travel; calls record stores every few weeks to check on _TSW_ status; pretty much blows off work on his BBSs; generally maintains state of relaxed enjoyment, aided by _obsKuriTies_2_ (thanks IED!) and partially fueled by knowledge of an imminent release by KT. Oct 13, 1989: Bill learns of 10/17 release date. Some Friday 13th! (or perhaps an omen?) Finds self in state of euphoria; arranges temporary USENET connection and awaits validation on Monday; spends weekend literally tingling with anticipation; can think of nothing other. Oct 16, 1989: Three days out of warranty, Bill's CD player dies. Cannot possibly phase him at this point: No problem, will buy new one tomorrow. Oct 17, 1989: Finally validated. Bill demonstrates self-restraint of near-mythic proportions--does not even break daily routine until early PM. Downloads past month of L-H for later perusal. Buys _TSW_. Buys new Sony CDP-C8ESD. Straps both to rear of motorcycle and returns home. Savoring the sheer joy of the moment, brews coffee, hooks up new toy, inserts disc and even takes time to scan instructions and name disc. Pours coffee, turns off all computer equipment in adjoining room and thermostat in attempt to achieve near silence and turns volume on stereo way up. Has now been involved in this ridiculous foreplay for 20 minutes. Oct 17, 5:04pm: Bill presses "play" on remote control. Beautiful strains of tolling bells begin to emerge from the speakers. The earth begins to tremble. Suddenly, those possessions which are not already flying across rooms are cascading to the floor. At the instant Her voice enters this scene, the house is slammed by a single shockwave so violent as to defy description, and the music ceases. I spare you the ensuing progression of events. Suffice it to say the house still stands, it was 48 hours before my first listening and the final lines of my responses to the myriad "What were _you_ doing?" queries were along the lines of "...I know Her music's powerful, but...", "...I knew Her Voice could make _me_ tremble, but...", "...incredibly moving...", "...She really breaks new ground...", etc.(ad nauseum). So you see, Doug, for me, the two events shall forever remain intertwined. (You all were pretty sure I was going to eventually make some point or another, right?) ;) Thank you, Love-Hounds, for indulging me... - Bill - == UUCP: sommers@well (no .signature yet!) ==