"So what did you listen to, then ?"

The play-count doesn't lie. 

5 and 4: The Supersuckers (here) and Meshuggah (here).

3: Devin Townsend (here). 

2: Steely Dan, Everything Must Go (here). "It was sweet up at the top/'til that ill wind started blowing"

and #1 is... 

I have changed.

I have. I realize this is a mia culpa. When I get access I will move everything over to the other blog. Until then than. 

I see it so that you don't have to

 The Beatles: Get Back (documentary, Peter Jackson) for: musos, Beatles fanatics. I know folks who have given up Netflix for Disney+. You don't need to, at least not for this. There are other reasons to get Disney+ but not The Beatles. 

There is a moment in Episode 3 when Linda Eastman looks so bored. There are groupies banging at the windows and I can see why a person works through a band, while groupies talk about yer a genius! She puts paid to Paul's nonsense re: "Me mom's just died and all my band mates are on drugs and all I want is to get the rights to the name." Paul is a goer. He likes Yoko Ono just fine, he just can't be cooped up in the same room as John writing number 1 hits, and vice versa. 

It is time to give them all a break, starting with the fans. 

Springsteen on Broadway (documentary, Thom Zimney) for: musos. There is nothing which is not entertaining that comes out of that man's mouth. Once you get over that it is okay to watch. Also he capos up the neck and plays the same three chords: E, A and D. I'm sure he's got other secrets worth their while, but he ain't talking. Seen on Netflix. 

Guess who's back?

Thanks to Maddie -- for the visits and for the GoFundMe (which goes to my first, most expensive year back. Check Google). 

Thanks also to Luce for the long walks. 

And always, always, always thank you Beth. God's answer to Job.