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concertino o canon, forse, crescendo con affetuoso grosso . . .
"but yet I'll make assurance double sure"
MacBeth IV:I
The foundation of Big Deal Book Store and bigdealbooks.com is volume online book selling which supports ongoing market and media research as well as media production and web development.
We buy and sell books wholesale and retail -- new, used, rare and collectible -- with concentration and emphasis on volume, quality content, and value pricing.
We are evolving with and adapting to dramatic and well publicized industry change with broad aims including publishing web-to-print and quality print-on-demand as long term objectives, among others.
Offices and distribution (including international shipping) from Madison WI, Minneapolis, and Chicago.
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Music:
In 1962 physicist John Larry Kelly Jr occasioned a most famous moment in the illustrious history of Bell Labs (aka AT&T Bell Laboratories, Bell Telephone Laboratories, United States Bell System, Alcatel-Lucent and, since December07, Bell Laboratories) by using an IBM 704 computer to synthesize speech.
Kelly's voice recorder synthesizer vocoder recreated the song Daisy Bell (featured song above), with musical accompaniment from Max Mathews.
Video:
The video accompanying stereolab (below) is a portion of film by Stan Brakhage, an American filmmaker (January 14, 1933 – March 9, 2003).
Brakehage is regarded by some as among the most significant of experimental / non-narrative filmmakers in the 20th century.
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LinkedInThat sudden dropping away of a whole world is strange, but, though it feels like a personal failing, I cannot be the only one for whom or to whom it has happened. People I saw every few days, people who constituted my social medium, people with whom I shared jokes and work and secrets, were gone, utterly vanished. Of course, it was I who was gone, having moved three thousand miles away, but though it was my own choice and a happy one at that, it felt irrationally like an expulsion. I tried to stay in contact through e-mail and phone calls, and with a few intimate friends it worked. But most simply disappeared from my life, as if they meant no more to me than the person who took my toll on the Bay Bridge.
-- Stephen Greenblatt
