Jazz

Wired

First Carl Smith built an archive of Sonny Rollins recorded live. Then he decided to capture the magic himself.

By Geoff Edgers

Globe Staff / August 28, 2005

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Carl Smith wore a plaid shirt that night, the dark pattern hiding the $700 microphones sewn into the fabric. He bought four seats in the second row of the Berklee Performance Center, and told his son and two friends to merely pretend to clap. Their presence would provide a sound buffer for his digital recorder. (Full article: 1745 words)