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Hello.

I need your help, and you are very helpful.

I recently wished for a pair of good headphones so that I could—by completely shifting gears from the visual to the aural—take more of a break from my school work. My wish was granted! And now I need your help. Your help is very important to me. And you are very helpful.

At least that’s what I’ve heard. People are always telling me how helpful you are. Yes they are.

If you had a nice pair of headphones, and wanted to listen to an album (yes, an album, from beginning to end), which album would you listen to, and why?

Please leave your suggestion(s) in the comments section.

Thanks for your help.

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UPDATE (03.09.08—12:44 p.m.)
Here is a list I’ve made using the suggestions so far as well as my own collection. Please continue to make suggestions, and if you have comments on my choices so far, feel free to make those as well.

Andrew Bird—Weather Systems
The Beatles—Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
Beck—The Information
Bob Dylan—Blonde on Blonde
Bound Stems—Appreciation Night
CAN—Tago Mago
Duke Ellington—The Far East Suite
Duke Ellington & Coleman Hawkins—Duke Ellington meets Coleman Hawkins
The Flaming Lips—Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots
James Taylor Quartet—The Money Spyder
John Coltrane—Giant Steps
John Coltrane—A Love Supreme
Miles Davis—Bitches Brew
Miles Davis—Sketches Of Spain
Neutral Milk Hotel—In The Aeroplane Over The Sea
Os Mutantes—Os Mutantes
Peter Gabriel—Passion: Music For The Last Temptation Of Christ
Radiohead—In Rainbows
Radiohead—OK Computer
Ravi Shankar and Yehudi Menuhin—West Meets East
Sonic Youth—Rather Ripped
Sun Ra—The Futuristic Sounds Of
Terry Riley—In C
Thelonious Monk Quartet With John Coltrane—At Carnegie Hall
Yo La Tengo—The Sounds of the Sounds of Science

Big thanks to Rich.

An abridged history of American-centric warfare, from WWII to present day, told through the foods of the countries in conflict.

Let the spoiling commence!

[updated at 2:29 p.m.]

My sister gave birth to an as-of-yet-unnamed baby girl Lucy Remine Dahl this morning at 10:07. She weighed in at 7lb. 8oz., and is 19.75″ long! Baby, mother, and father are all doing well (despite the fact that both mom and dad have influenza B)!

Just as the baby isn’t yet sure what she’ll be called, J and I are unsure of what we’ll be called. We’re currently mulling over the idea of simply having the child Lucy refer to us as Doctor.

Hooray!

That’s a joke about “Doctor.” Probably we’ll let her call us whatever she wants, even if it’s “Late For Dinner.”

Surely, in some bizzaro ontological and/or existential sense, this has something to do with the fact that my sister went into labor this morning:

[T]wo teams of physicists, one in Calgary and the other in Tokyo, successfully stored nothing within a gas, in the form of squeezed vacuum composed of uncertainty. They then retrieved the nothing.

Actually, it has more to do with how I’m currently spending my time. In fact, a better metaphor for grad school you might never find.

Harper’s Weekly Review can be found by following this link.