This morning, I played The Jesus Lizard's Shot and Blue loud. They're one of those bands I don't play often enough. All their CDs sit quietly, yet seething intensely, in a group on my shelf for a while, then explode into the air when I play them. They massage my heart and, everytime, I think, "Oh God, such brilliant, beautiful noise!"
Am now late/off to The Flaming Brunch. I've decided to bring beer and pie.
I'll be drunk and full before the evening news. Ta-ta-for-now.