| I’ve got new records;
oh, hell yes, I’ve got new records. You know as much; there’s
the stack of vinyl by the turntable, with all that great opera and
wonderful symphonies and songs of the Warsaw ghetto. There’s
the stuff that’s been showing up in the mail, including the kick-ass
new album by Gothenburg’s the Forsaken. There’s the stuff
I bought yesterday. And the day before. And the recent eBay scores.
But writing about any of those would involve an act of engagement:
I’d have to sit down in front of the stereo and tune in,
and see if I had anything interesting to say. Which I don’t feel
like doing. I feel like becoming a passive receptacle for pleasant
music, which means I either want to listen to ambient stuff (which
I do: the new Biosphere’s great, by the way), or I want to listen
to songs I already know & love & am somewhat obsessed by.
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