The deeper I dig, the spookier the unintentionally prescient elements of YEAR OF THE SLEEPWALK get. There’s a bit I wrote but didn’t use for “Don’t Let the Preamble Ramble” that reads:
Distance is its own undoing.
All systems set to self-implode.
I don’t even know what to say about that.
On a lighter note, I’ll be talking to Brady at CJAM (through the phone) about music-related things around 3:00 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time on Friday. Feel free to tune in to 99.1 on the FM dial (or grab the live stream) if you’re interested in listening. Should be fun. And I think we could all could use a little fun right now.