I never heard Gould play live, but I have listened to his recordings all my life with awe and admiration. I fell in love with them as a kid via old mono LPs heard over a cheap record player in my bedroom. I listened to them all through college on various formats, including worn-down records through crummy headphones in my college music library. I had them on early, awful cassette tape. There were the harsh digital transfers of the early CD era and then the better ones.
In fact, many of my early music enthusiasms were fostered by recordings of dubious fidelity, such as faint pirated European opera recordings barely better than what might be found on an Edison cylinder of a century earlier. The ear can work wonders when it wants to.
CDs have been dying a ruinous, slow death for more than a decade, as the iPod, iTunes, file sharing, YouTube, streaming and all the other alternatives have hammered inevitable nail after nail into the coffins of physical music media. All formats have their life span. The LP had a three-decade run, and so now has the CD.
The key to all this is sonic compression, particularly in the standards developed for MP3 files, which is what made the iPod possible and hence the digital music revolution. To make musical files small enough so they could be easily shared and stored, the rate in which analog sound was sampled was reduced by around 11 times from what was found on a CD to create the standard first used on iTunes (now a measly double that).
The justification for MP3 compression is that the ear can be tricked through psycho-acoustics. I can attest to that. As a student, I had a friend who was an organist, and I would walk by the chapel on campus and listen for the organ to see if she was there. Time and again, I thought I heard the sound of organ pipes faintly in the distance, but when I peeked in, the organ loft would be empty. It turned out that a nearby hissing steam generator produced white noise containing all frequencies and that my ear picked out the organ frequencies I had been listening for.
Something similar occurs when you compare the newly remastered Gould recordings on MP3 and hi-res. There is too little there with severe compression. Missing is the palpable sonic presence to draw a listener in. Suitable for background, the shallow MP3 encourages grazing and has undoubtedly contributed to the shortening of musical attention spans.
The fad for a return to vinyl has helped, but that is for niche enthusiasts. So in desperation, the recording industry has begun to turn its attention to hi-res, which has been around for a while, and the audio industry is now making less esoteric equipment on which to play it. Europe and Asia, however, remain far ahead of the U.S.
Typically, these players, running from $200 to $3,500, come from Korea, China or Japan. The sound of even the cheapest is in a whole new class. Good headphones are a must. Most can be connected to a hi-fi component system or used as an external DAC (or digital audio converter) to improve the sound of music played over a computer.
There are new component digital players for home sound systems coming out weekly (most are still in the $1,000+ range, but prices should drop soon). At last, there are also portable DACs that will attach to smartphones and tablets, which will improve even MP3s and make the better streaming sites sound impressive, but they are a hassle. The one I have, from a Canadian firm called Resonessence Labs, has exceptional sound, but it is chunky and must be connected with a string of adapters and cables that you need to keep track of, making portability a pain.
The bigger problem is the limited availability of hi-res music and the ever-expanding panoply of different kinds of files, which cause DACs and players to quickly go out of date. There is now hi-res and higher-res and still-higher-res. As you rise up the digital ladder, the differences become increasingly subtle and require more expensive equipment. .
But just as hi-def video mercilessly exposes blemishes, so too with hi-res, which can make poor recordings sound worse rather than better. There is still a fine art to recording, and the premium labels often are less demanding than such smaller labels as the L.A.-based Yarlung or the French Canadian label Analekta.
Finally, access to hi-res recording is a mess. For whatever entrepreneurial reason, U.S. sites for download have but a small fraction of what can be found globally. Prices are literally all over the map, with European sites often but not always substantially cheaper than American ones.
lol i have recently downloaded the other sound track to phantom brave i didn't know their were two! lol and i love phantom brave XD its the whole reason i came upon this site i was searching for mp3s for phantom brave because i can't afford the expensive imports from where ever they come from and omg! they should totally make a anime of phantom brave! or at least a manga :o its a sweet story and nice music too XD although the game is long its fun :D its lasted me a year now and im still not done
Batman is pitted against Music Meister, who is able to exert powerful mind control through song. He makes his debut when Black Manta, Gorilla Grodd, and the Clock King attempt to hijack a communications satellite, beating back the military personnel attempting to stop them. Aquaman, Green Arrow, and Black Canary arrive to stop the villains, but both sides find themselves singing uncontrollably, much to their annoyance. The Music Meister forces the heroes and villains to dance to his songs by putting them under his control. Once he accomplishes this, the Music Meister forces the six to help him hijack the satellite. Batman, meanwhile, studies the scene from his hovering Bat-Gyro, before realizing that the Music Meister is able to use the sound of his voice to turn people into his own zombified slaves. As a result, the Caped Crusader slips earplugs into his ears to render the Music Meister's powers useless against him. Having successfully completed his task, the Music Meister tells the villains and heroes under his control that he no longer has any use for them, forcing them to dance toward the satellite's rockets as it is about to be launched into space. While Batman saves the heroes and the villains from their impending doom, the Music Meister makes his escape.Batman tracks the musical villain to his hideout and finds him playing a pipe organ to an imaginary audience. The Music Meister then activates a smoke screen from the organ's pipes to cover his escape when Batman attempts to apprehend him. The Music Meister flees through Gotham City on a strange, motorized, cart shaped oddly like a musical note. He outlines his envies and spite for Batman in song as the Masked Manhunter pursues him across the city. Desperate, the Music Meister takes control of nearby citizens and orders them to attack Batman. While the citizens yank Batman off his Batrope and begin striking him, the Music Meister remarks it's good thing that Gotham has Arkham Asylum, because Batman really drives criminals "bats". He then takes control of the minds of the various inmates of Arkham Asylum, including the Joker, Two-Face, the Scarecrow, Calendar Man, Crazy Quilt, Mr. Freeze, Tweedledee, Tweedledum, King Tut, and Psycho-Pirate, forcing them to join him in his song. As Batman continues to chase the Music Meister across the city by swinging after him using his grappling gun, the Music Meister activates his motorized cart to fly short distances into the air to escape him. As he hovers by the bars of one of the prisoner rooms at the nearby penitentiary, the prisoners all sing along with his hypnotic voice. the Music Meister then uses an energy cane to fry the locks on the penitentiary doors, freeing all the convicts into the streets. Aquaman and Green Arrow attempt to stop the riot, but the sheer number of supervillains overwhelm them and they are caught under the Music Meister's spell, as well.
By now having taken control of most of Batman's enemies and allies alike, the Music Meister forces them all to sing his chorus, all at once. He turns the people of Gotham all against Batman. Even the police officers find themselves under Music Meister's mind-control and turn on Batman with the other citizens. Black Canary arrives to help Batman fight off the Music Meister's mind-controlled masses, but can't resist singing as well, even though she is not under the Music Meister' spell. As she watches Batman fight against overwhelming odds from a rooftop, she sings a love song while she fights off criminals trying to attack her. The Music Meister, meanwhile, falls in love with Black Canary and her voice, joining in the song with her. But Canary turns on him, telling him, "Our voices may be in tune, but you sir, don't make me swoon!" She then turns her attention to Batman, who is finally, inevitably, going down under the overwhelming odds. The Music Meister uses his energy cane to shock Black Canary into unconsciousness. He takes the duo back to his hideout, and arranges for them to be caught in the "ultimate" deathtrap. Batman and Black Canary are tied by several cables in the middle of a makeshift stage. As lasers and acid-shooting microphones home in on them, large blades shaped like guitars swing back and forth, barely missing their heads. To make matters worse, the walls begin closing in, and the floor shifts back to reveal a tank of acid underneath. Batman and Black Canary brace themselves against the walls over the acid while Canary sings a song of doom. While the heroes brave the crushing walls to avoid falling into the floor of acid below, a hidden timer bomb reveals itself, leaving the heroes with a countdown of fifteen minutes to escape. Batman struggles against his bonds and manages to free his utility belt Bat-laser to burn a hole in the floor of the tank of acid below them. As the acid is drained through the hole, Batman and Black Canary drop through it. The walls crunch together above them and detonate the bomb, destroying the Music Meister's hideout above them. As Batman lands on his feet and catches Canary, he asks her if her singing was really necessary. Batman and Black Canary arrive at Gotham square, where the Music Meister is about to implement the next step of his plan.
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