Back in France this morning with L’AVIS g821, another act entirely unknown to me. Musique en la Sainte Chapelle is thirty years old and doesn’t sound dated in the slightest. It’s nothing like the post-punk/coldwave/darkwave from that era that I’m more familiar with. It’s like Krisitan Demoncourt recorded it at some point in advance of 2021, traveled back in time to 1991 and left it in a time capsule to be dug up at some later point, like now. Yes, that sounds corny. Yes, I’m kind of gushing, but it’s a fucking joy to find anything that sounds new and unfamiliar. It’s not that this is such a difficult task anymore with access to global archives online. It just takes time. You could sift through the muck for days to find a single flake or nugget, but I’ve nothing if not time.

It’s been a long week, even with only a couple days of work. There are times when one’s personal life is a job unto itself, with no labor laws dictating a reasonable work day or safety conditions. These last few weeks have been one of those spells. I did get the first dose of the Pfizer vaccine for Covid-19 on Thursday. No noticeable side effects aside from tenderness in the vaccination spot. None that i could identify as related. Someone asked me if I were tired at all, and then reminded themself before I could answer that I am always tired anyway. There is truth there. I’ve been tired my entire life, since I can remember. It’s that way when you burn hot. My brain is always on overtime, again, with no safety regulations. I don’t really believe in thinking too much, at least not that it’s a bad thing, but perhaps I think too much. Most days/nights/moments though it doesn’t take me any time at all to fall asleep, usually somewhere between one minute and five. It’s like flipping a switch. Sleep often doesn’t last more than a few hours but it comes on quickly and that’s a blessing.

And I’m rambling. Is that a side effect? Can i blame the vaccine? Probably not. I’m laughing too. Definitely not a side effect. Rambling is how I roll.