My trip was postponed.
A noble magazine informing home musicians how to make big hit singles and that groovy music on the radio. Except many home musicians surf the web and don't read magazines. Some have trouble reading music, you expect them to read a magazine?
'Tis unfortunate because the remaining how-to-make-music magazines are some of the worst art directed publications on the planet. These magazines must be the only ones on the planet that can make music seem unsexy and often, downright ugly. These guys got a lucky break.
So the Reaper parked downtown at Fifth Avenue, hauled all those synthesizers, drum machines and Mac computers, and moved them to the big boat. Of course, I was tripping over some cables and nearly tore my cloak! And what do you think I was playing on this Yamaha keyboard on the trip down? "Heart and Soul," of course.