Blogger’s back, as most of you probably realize. Seems they had some network trouble. A ghost in the machine, perhaps. I’ve posted the PJ Harvey entry, as it was written–the same cotton-eared, sticky, post-midnight prose that sprang from my fingers to the sound of last night’s drumming rain.
Tomorrow I head up to Santa Barbara for the night. On Friday I continue on up to San Luis Obispo. Then on Saturday I race back down to LA in time for my shift at Amoeba. This weekend promises to be intense.
