I took my Mac to the Apple Store today, and the guy at the Genius Bar was as stumped as I was. I found this curiously reassuring. What was even more pleasant was the verdict: a $326 flat fee to repair it—whatever “it” is—unless they discover liquid damage, which they won’t.
They have no idea what’s wrong. Dead video was the first problem, but as of today the thing wouldn’t even boot, so it could be anything—a loose wire, a dead video board, a dead logic board, who knows?!—but the charge is only $326.
Let’s hear it for Apple doing right by their customers.
With my studio Apple out for repairs, I’m back to primitive recording equipment or else a many-hour project installing ProTools, etc., on my main Mac. Meanwhile, I’ve succumbed finally to the cold that has been threatening for about a week, so I was in no mood to play horn tonight. So tonight’s Kaddish was an improvisation on piano recorded with iTalk on my iPhone, and now I’m taking my cold to bed.