As I mentioned before, I’ve been planning out a new writing project using the 1967 riots of Detroit as a backdrop. What I was searching for were first hand accounts of what had happened during that event. During my continued research I landed on a book entitled Eyes on Fire: Witnesses to the Detroit Riot of 1967. Now prior to this, I spent my time on web forums reading posts about that day. I was also fortunate enough to get some first hand accounts from some Detroiters themselves. I though this book might help, but there weren’t any reviews so I had no idea if it would be sufficient or not. Unfortunately, I found this book was very unpolished and filled with amateurish writing.
Eyes on Fire: the Book Review [aptly titled I'm afraid]
A Tale of Two DACs
Another unrelated tidbit, I didn’t find the pairing of the HP out of the uDac particular strong with my D2000. I felt the bass was sloppy and unnerving. I’d much prefer outputing the uDac to my LDI+ if I’m using my Denons. The Grados sound good either way and I don’t mind using the uDac as the primary wayto my Grados.

uDac (left) vs Keces 151 (right)
I had some free time and spent the better part of the last three days comparing two Digital-to-Analog (DAC) convertors. I’d like to note that I chose to compare a portable DAC to a desktop DAC only to see if the term “giant killer” can stick with the small wonder known as the uDac. I’d like to note that sound can be difficult thing to review because in the end it’s subjective. What may sound good to me, may not sound good to others. I tried to cover a variety of genres, but ultimately I don’t listen to everything. Some of my favorite songs (punk and rap) were recorded in lo-fi, so I can’t possibly review everything I want. I fed each DAC to my Little Dot I+ headphone amplifier. A nice little audio budget-file product.
Sunsoft is back!
Sunsoft, the videogame developers of hit NES titles like Batman, Adams Family, and Blaster Master are back! Ok … not back as in making a comeback, but this week brings us the release of Blaster Master on the Wii Virtual Console for the NES. I remember drooling over pictures of the game in Nintendo Power. I knew I had to have it. Finally after begging, my mom bought it for me and barricaded myself in my from until I could finish … uh oh. It never happened. Unfortunately it fell into the pile of games I was never able to clear: Ninja Gaiden (I don’t even want to reattempt it) and Kid Icarus (beat it this year on Virtual Console).
The Denon AH-D2000 Headphone Review
The Denon AH-D2000 Headphones with JMoney Leather Pads
Plenty of times we try to cut corners and enter the realm that only the rich or lucky get into. Most of us try to take the easy road but usually end up with results that are frivolous and shallow … except in this case! You see, for the low price of these headphones, you finally get a taste of true audio extravagance, filet mignon at a budget price!
The Denon AH-D2000s are some of the most refined headphones I’ve ever come across that don’t cost an arm and a leg. There’s something about the sound and build that just screams quality. It doesn’t matter what you’re playing either. It can easily be enjoyable playing hip-hop and electronic as it is playing rock and jazz.
The Detroit Riots in 1967
As the fate of my previous work remains in limbo, I’ve been siting around trying to plan out my next writing project. One of the more interesting topics I’ve never dove into was addressing the city of Detroit and the ghost town it’s become. I wanted as many first hand accounts as I could get. I found a couple of books, but if you’re interested in learning a bit more, here’s a few recommended links:
Detroit: The History and Future of the Motor City
Best quote:
… Governor Romney dispatched the Michigan National Guard to Detroit. This was a tragic mistake. These men were almost exclusively white, were extremely poorly trained and were so frightened by being in the riot area that they used massive fire power leading to excessive deaths.
12th Street Riot by Everything2
Best Quote:
” Today we stand amidst the ashes of our hopes. We hoped against hope that what we had been doing was enough to prevent a riot. It was not enough.”
1967 Detroit Riot- Then and Now by Phil Cherner
Phil Cherner’s site has some pictures of the areas that were destroyed by the riots and their present day status. I don’t want to repost his pictures as I’d do a disservice to the work he put into setting up that page. Give it a visit, you won’t be disappointed.
Another Reboot
Well it’s time to start another blog. This is probably my 3rd time. The first time was unmemorable and I’m pretty sure it read like a casual sex personal (I have issues, fuck off). The second time I thought it’d be a good idea to be introspective, talk about my wants, needs, and reflect on my failures and successes (mainly my failures, who am I kidding?). But all of that is very superficial and doesn’t give you the full picture.
Generally, I’m a light-hearted man with a good sense of humor. I love old videogames (though I don’t play as often as I’d like to anymore), good music, a beer or 7, my friends, inner city struggles, and of course, writing. I’m also a total gadget junkie. If I could afford it and justify it, I’d have several DAP (fancy acronym for mp3 players), a couple of smart phones, multiple laptops and several TVs. I used to work at a big box electronics store.
So with a little bit of tom foolery and shenanigans mixed with some Midwest sensibilities in the Big Apple (NYC), I bring to you another blog (perhaps it’s best iteration).
Taking a Stroll in the Rough Streets of Bay Ridge or the Streets Are All About Survival
I wake up.
My phone was ringing, I didn’t bother picking it up. What time is it?
9:49 PM
Lame. I would’ve been better off staying asleep. God, it’s nearly ten. I must’ve passed out after work. All I know is the day before I went to Manhattan, had a few drinks (okay, more than a few), almost got into a fight at the bar, wiped my roommates puke from a cab window, and got into a small argument a vocally challenged subway employee because I bothered to ask her what she said on the microphone. You see, in NYC, all of the employees who make announcements suffer from a physical condition called your-mouth-is-too-close-to-the-mic impairment.
It would probably have made for an entry on it’s own, but instead it sets me up for the events that follow. I came home from that mess, slept for 3 hours, drank a red bull, walked into work dragging my feet (4th day on the job, mind you). Thankfully it was slow and I didn’t have to wait on people much. I was still a little hungover and hungry. I got a slice of pizza from one of NYC’s generic pizzerias on my way home, inhaled the slice, sat on the couch, blinked once, blinked twice, and now it’s 10 o’clock.
