Happy Thanksgiving to one and all! Most of us have good reasons to be thankful, not least of which are family, friends, and Porsches. We hope the coming holidays find you celebrating each of these.To get you started, and because for most of us very few days (if not minutes) pass without music in our lives, we bring you a tale of three
The music world is filled with a variety of personalities and characters and an endless spectrum of tastes and styles that might never come anywhere close to each other, but sometimes there is a common thread that creates a shared tone a universal note. It’s the scream of a Porsche engine. An 11-year old Jol Dantzig was at summer camp, one of the counselors had an electric guitar and amp. He had never seen anything like it before in his life. It was loud like the racecars he had seen at Sebring.
Silence. At last! After hours of nearly relentless droning, quiet. For the second time in a week, a raucous engine had shut down; the first time came prematurely after not quite 36 hours. Silence then brought long faces. This second noisy run went on for 96 before the noise stilled. Then came the applause. And cheering. And then the sounds of champagne bottles and beer bottles popping their tops.