It's Christmas in Cupertino — at Apple's Town Hall Auditorium, to be precise — where the company has just rolled out the refreshed line of iPhones. These September events have become something of an annual ritual, with the Apple faithful tuning in en masse on the Web to see what CEO Tim Cook, designer Jonathan Ive, and the rest of tech's best and brightest have to offer. This year, new hardware was just beginning.
Marshall guitar amplifiers, known for their trademark black and gold design, have come to exemplify “rock 'n roll.” Not only are they known among guitar aficionados for their Super Lead series of amps, but the words “Marshall stack” have become a household name among musicians looking for that loud, hard rock guitar sound.
Now, in 2012, Marshall Headphones seems to be making a serious fourth-quarter play for some of those heavily-branded, lifestyle audiophiles — offering an alternative to the slick, colorful branding of Beats by Dre that all the kids are sporting these days.
The Marshall headphones feature the trademark tweed stylings of their amp design, plus the familiar black and gold Marshall signature and deliver superior sound and comfort. Ours were tested on an iPhone, iPad and laptop with streaming music at 128K, 320K and CD-quality. Once broken in (it took about a week), the form-fitting headphones were snug but not too tight, and the convenient black cloth carrying case made tossing them into a bag alongside your iPad or laptop a piece of cake.
Amoeba, produced by Solvent Studios is that game and it seems they've started a Kickstarter campaign to get the necessary funding.
These dystopian dreams are seductive insomuch as we can finally be as lazy as we always wished we could.
Oh admit it, you wish you could take a pill to stay fit while a robot brings you an endless supply of salty goodness atop fried potatoes. Now I may be exaggerating a bit here, but a city in the north of Portugal teamed up with the national government could build the mecca of our futuristic dreams.
Goodbye, Austin. I’ve come to appreciate this strange relationship we have. We see each other once a year - the best and worst sides. No questions asked. And then we do it all over again. There’s a name for this. What is it?
I’ve shipped my souvenirs (and records) home, packed my suitcase full of crap from the conference and tradeshow. Thanks to Katie and Karl for letting me crash with them. Thanks to Chris for hanging out with me, even though I always have my own agenda and am checking my phone every other second. That’s what friends are for, I guess. Thanks to Kelley for taking some amazing photos (even some challenging group shots). Thanks to all the SXSW staff and the new friends I met this year, you’ll all be getting an e-mail from me soon.
I need antibiotics. I need a detox. I need to sleep for two days straight. There’s a name for this. What is it?
I’m saying goodbye now. Until next time.
Check out my coverage of days one through nine after the jump.
Now I've done it! I have pissed off the minions at the great and powerful Facebook and have been kicked out... cast aside... offed by Facebook! I don't know what horrifically disloyal thing I've done, but they've given me the boot!
Fortunately Facebook does not play a huge role in my life. I used it communicate with friends, discuss issues and shoots with other photographers, and answer questions from my photography students. But, no more. I know of no scandalous or anti-Facebook problems on my page. Nonetheless I have been pitched into cyberpurgatory. Why Facebook, why? They won't tell me. But there's more...