Ups for an hr+ around 2-3. Watched some crap online. This was happening a lot a few months ago, not so much recently. Not sure why it recurred. Got back to sleep for 3 hrs, up 6:45.
Form notes, 10 songs.
Train, read 25 p. Butler.
Therapy.
Bought Bree some unsweetened chocolate.
Lunch, coffee (late).
LC library noon - worked about 11:30-2, reinserting a couple of bits into the intro. I think it works now; will move on (or back) to form/alism.
Responded to E. Newton’s diss passage (at some length, about 900 words written quickly - lucid but not what you’d publish, like a peer review). Hope it helps.
Took a break - read some of Jill Johnston, Disintegration of a Critic on Judson, Fluxus, &c. Supposed to get weirder.
Ran into Tomeka Reid, who was studying up on bebop for a job interview at Brown. Told her how much I liked her last record.
Worked off and on 4-5:30. Tried to settle on 1st 2 grafs of form section. A lot of this material exists in multiple drafts.
Watched some of this weird conversation between Earl Sweatshirt and his mother, Cheryl L. Harris of “Whiteness as Property” fame. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwgIWG6V3qk
Library closed at 6. Finally bought new headphone adapter at Apple Store. Sandwich.
Read Butler in plaza at Lincoln Ctr. until Bree showed up. Finally listened to a little more Okzaki.
NY Philharmonic, Debussy Apres-Midi… and Nocturnes, Ravel Scheherazade, and Scriabin Poem of Ecstasy. Some empty seats - I don’t know if people are starting to stay home. Singer for Ravel mouthed/mimed “wash your hands” to audience.
Home about 10. Read a bit more Butler, didn’t quite make 50 p.
Lights out 11:30. Dharma talk.

[Didn’t read a journal article.]