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...major shift of allegiances in the online world, NBC today said it would abandon its offerings on America Online and Prodigy to become anchor tenant of Microsoft's planned online network. The deal includes broader collaborations with the software giant on cable services, CD-ROMs and futuristic interactive TV. ButTIME San Francisco bureau chief David S. Jacksonsays its immediate impact is a validation of theMicrosoftNetwork, an online service that the firm plans to bundle with its Windows software as soon as August. "Though most analysts expected that Microsoft would propose an immediate and strong challenge to theestablished online services, their...
...music on Fleck's new CD, "Tales from the Acoustic Planet," is not simply to be defined as bluegrass, folk, jazz, blues, funk or classical. It sounds something like jazz, but it's scored like classical and played on a banjo. Fleck has sculpted an acoustically-based musical style that is like nothing this listener has ever heard before...
During the approximately 30 minute point-and-click presentation. Sarah comes of as unassuming and natural, aided perhaps by the fact that the interviews and the CD-ROM itself being put together by her best friend Crystal Heald. From her thoughts, in her gentle Candian accent, about the different cities on tour, to an amusing home video clip of Sarah playing the accordion (badly), the CD-ROM is a great chance for the fan to "get to know" McLachlan...
Despite containing familiar material. The Freedom Sessions makes a good case for itself. McLachlan's music holds up in an acoustic from because of her sheer talent. The multimedia track makes good use of CD-ROM technology and provides a glimpse into her music-making process. The album is clearly a companion album to Fumbling and complements its more textured sound with the clear tones of McLachlan's voice. Though few would say that she stumbles much, The Freedom Sessions finds her most definitely soaring...
...demon. My self-absorbed, sexist husband just won't let me go. He buried my ashes under the hazelnut tree and hasn't stopped mourning since the Carter administration. Now he's sold his soul to the devil to get an interactive CD-ROM to beam me out of my comfortable one-bedroom in Purgatory. He's such an asshole. What should I say to him when I see him? Should I bring up our earthly marital problems? Should I dress as Helen of Troy? Help me, Norma, what's a girl to do? Perturbed in Pudding Purgatory...