Dear Billy,

While I am genuinely touched by the solicitude you’ve exhibited on my behalf, I want to immediately warn you against expending too much energy. First, the effects of your efforts are not informed by your intentions or affections, but by the surrounding circumstances, and these have determined that I shall amount to nothing, shall build nothing, shall ultimately appraise and debase only myself.

In actuality, there is no full interruption in sound throughout almost the first two thirds of the album, although an almost-pause between Planet of the Shapes and Lush 3.1 might serve. For the most part, however, if you don’t watch the track sequence, each song seems to move onto the next in stages; serrated cuts and additions morph the sounds over several minutes.

– YESTERDAY – After work I walked up to the Public Library. It was first time on Fifth Avenue north of about thirtieth street, and was somehow remeniscent of the Magnificent Mile in Chicago. Or perhaps the Magnificent Mile is remeniscent of Fifth Avenue.

Dozens of Protesters Arrested in Belarus.

That’s the New York Times, reporting from Minsk.

While I do believe that, as I’ve heard from many sources, Lukashenko is a dictator refusing to relinquish control, this article illustrates how even a “straightforward” issue is thorny and problematic in the real world.

I have a particular bias here: he’s my brother.

That said, his blog which looks like it will encompass art, music, and politics, is already more advanced in several days than mine was after half-a-year. I’d probably link to it, even if he was just another eccentric huming Herman Ives whilst wandering the streets of Rochester, NY.

This is the time of year I like to be overhwelmed with rain, and while New York has let me down where snow is concerned, thanks to the balmy North Atlantic, I have every hope that it will trump both Flint and Chicago in liquid precipitation.

– YESTERDAY – Not bad, but of course, I’m an advocate of the forty-hour day (the only way to get everything done) and the legislation just isn’t promising. I went to work then church, then home. Jess arrived not long after I did, and we went to a Thai restaurant up the street.

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There is a theory of the Moebius…
a twist in the fabric of space
where time becomes a loop.”

In my own annals, this warmly human, passionate, and mechanical sounding album is one of the greatest pieces of pressed music that I’ve ever heard.

Today is both the first day of the Spring and the Solemnity of St. Joseph. The coincidence of the two is atypical; St. Joseph’s day typically falls on the nineteenth but is bumped forward every so often when the nineteenth is a Sunday.