Er, anti-yape-at-crepe evening. Spent alone with my thoughts and ghosts of the living in music.
If Jack McCoy is exemplified by _Diamonds and Pearls_ track 12, I would like to be exemplified by _Ape Man_ and track 12 of _Crash_. A Princi-pisa, Batik-cover-girl, and Light-brigade. I've decided that female voices express the male psyche, and male voices express the female psyche, for the most part, except where noted otherwise. Three cities: Athens, Sparta, and Troy. At least three albums, _Rumors_, _The Very Best of Frank Sinatra_, and _Crash_. _Crouching Tiger_ sings Yo-yo Ma. The clown thinks Sonnet 11, track 6 of _Mirror Ball_. Light-brigade throws the clown off the bicycle, sings Sinatra track 14 and track 15. The clown responds, track 6 and track 9 of Rumors, [no cow bell, ferret]. As always, _Hidden Dragon_. Track 3 of Rumors ain't bad, nor is the rest of _Crash_ and _Lola_. The latest of VS is strange. Oobly covers, but inside is a pleasant and dirty surprise. Mga diablita everywhere, especially on pages 56-57. Flowers, rays of light. Noir. The problem with hair is that it is water, and some are more suited to radiance. I can't put it more gently.
