The Digital Revolution Will Not Be Televised. It'll Be On Radio.

It is tended to be thought, if that turn of phrase can be turned that way, that the wild west bonanza of the world wide web profits most those who are keen on visual stimulus of the most constant, insistent sort.  The filmmaking industry, artists and those who would exploit them alike, has had a course wholly altered by what is known as "online content," whole careers already defined as "you know, that guy who is sooo good at those little webumentaries shot with a 5D." Stuff like that. What is less often commented upon is the even greater effect the internet has had on radio.  Once thought to be out the door, Mohican style, radio has a renewed relevance few people predicted.  I won't go into it, the myriad of examples, probably already documented better elsewhere, save to say that it's a pain in the ass to watch a video while cooking, driving or sitting on a packed subway car.  It is with little fanfare then (as far as I can tell) that the 92nd Street Y, that venerable vacuum cleaner of all things high culture, has made the totality of it's archives, dating back to 1946, totaling more than 10,000 snootily curated events, available to stream online. This is a simply flabbergasting sonic opportunity.  The stuff of dreams, really. Let the EBNY No Surf Blog be the very first no-surf blog to point you in this right direction:

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