I’ve had the great fortune to spend most of the day with earphones in my ears, which is almost equivalent to a deep and healing solitude, and what started out as an interest in the new Thom Yorke/Atoms of Peace Album became a Spotify Radiohead jag that has given my day a decided, and concerted, atmosphere. I recommend it if you can swing it. Immersed in this current I’ve made a standing desk out of an old adjustable lectern, made waffles that would make a gluten-free Belgian weep, made a poem or a thing that looks like a poem, made a mess.
Speaking of (dis)concerted: it stings still that I missed Radiohead on their last tour. Here be salt.