So I
began to dig for the Drone, but things are in a sorry state. The CDs are
everywhere. I remember once owning a double-vinyl of Klaus Schulze (on clear
vinyl, no less), but who knows where that record is now? There’s no
Terry Riley around here, and Craig promised to send me some Stars of the
Lid but didn’t get around to it, and I’ve already listened to
Jean-Francois
Laporte’s Mantra so much this year that I can practically
sing along with the modulations in its low hum. For a second I thought I’d
just listen to Immortal’s Sons of Northern Darkness again, because
it’s so tremendous that it has the power to drive any thoughts of any
other music completely from your mind, but then I decided that I had the
time & the nerves to start tearing up the place digging diligently for
What I Want.
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