Author: Robert Gerard Hunt

Why Do We Still Have These?

“It’s starting to look like an archeological dig around here,” observed my wife as she surveyed the remnants of our technological past strewn across the floor. Indeed, an attentive anthropologist might observe the extracted layers and infer much about this monogamous couple and their humble dwelling of a quarter century. For example, our reluctance to […]

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Rhapsody In Black And Orange

It was quite dark on a recent evening as my brother and I turned one last corner and drove toward our childhood home. So dark, in fact, that it was difficult to pick out any details beyond house lights and the meager output of dim street lamps. Even so, we simultaneously experienced a moment of […]

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The Million-Dollar Pyramid

Years ago, when I had been in the workforce long enough to become disenchanted with my prospects for advancement, I serendipitously encountered opportunity within the crowded lobby of a chain restaurant. My wife and I had been given tickets to a touring musical, and we decided to enhance our good fortune by splurging on a […]

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The Two And Only

“But even…but even as they did so,” I might incongruously drop into a conversation among my brothers, inevitably prompting a knowing chuckle from Richard. “Ah,” David will sigh as he accurately deduces the origin of my non sequitur, “is this one of those ‘Bob and Ray’ things?” It’s not easy to entice newbies to embrace […]

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Here’s The Pitch

Would you purchase a pledge premium from this man? Let’s play a little word-association game. In fact, let me give you an entire phrase, and you pay attention to your gut reaction. Ready? Okay, here it is: public broadcasting pledge drive. Was that a sigh of resignation or a groan of displeasure that I just heard? Oh, […]

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I Saw Her Standing There

Rube Ascending a Staircase (2015) “She’s a genius!” proclaimed Brian with equal parts amusement and resignation. I smiled at my brother, well aware of his traditional disdain for the artist in question. He hadn’t exactly changed his aesthetic opinion, I knew, but now it was augmented by a measure of respect for savvy business acumen. […]

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For the Record

Never again will our culture know one of the signature pleasures of my childhood: perusing vinyl record racks. Certainly there’s no shortage of LPs, which have gained credibility as objects of desire among the hipster set. But I’m not talking about today’s readily available assortment of used records, overpriced reissues and expensive new releases on […]

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Keith Emerson

Keith: I suppose you must get tired of feigning interest when long-time fans confront you with lists of all the ELP concerts they saw, what was going on in their lives when they first heard Tarkus, how they named the family pet Emerson, etc. I can’t imagine the monotony of smiling at the same stories […]

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