What a week this was. Six days prior to this broadcast, Lady Catharsis fell on the sidewalk and concussed herself. That was an exciting night! She had recovered just enough to do a voice-over for "The Listening Parlour" here, but really not much more than that. The darkness of "brain rest" was her prescription, and I was doing two grownups' worth of stuff. I maybe should not have done this program, but honestly there was not much else to do at this time of night. (Even more honestly, it was more like "one-and-a-half grownups' worth of stuff," since I am at best good for half of a grownup's worth of stuff on my own.)
My karmic reward for carrying on this week was to have not a single computer at the radio station working properly, and needing to resort (gasp) to playing actual records, which wasn't this week's plan. This is what I mean by "under duress." It did work out non-catastrophically--at least I think so. As usual the biggest disaster was me--referring to David Thomas as "the big man" because at the moment his name slipped my mind! (I actually did see him live once, in 1991; I did not enjoy it much, but that's beside the point.) And, of course, "Astral Injuries," which SHOULD be the name of a record label.
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