Up 5.
Read a bit. Talked to Bree briefly.
Wouldn’t have minded a nap, but couldn’t.
Worked at E77 about 10:30-12:30. Some progress, though I was also tracking a twitter thread on which I asked for examples of songs/records w/ verse and chorus in very different tempos/meters. My examples are “Kaw-Liga” and “Remember (Walking in the Sand),” Carl Newman found a good Kinks song, “Some Velvet Morning” is borderline (which one is the chorus?), and a lot of the others were proggy outliers, bridges, or also have them.
Bought some cheese etc. to take to Thanksgiving tomorrow.
Ended up finishing the Guthrie bio, Marat/Sade, and that Lakatos book in late afternoon/evening. Interesting remarks on Hegel (139) and Marx (146) in the latter, not pithy enough to quote here.
Attended Peter Blegvad’s Zoom talk, asked a question. Chris Stamey was also there.
Cleared some email. Listened to some of Sam & JoJo’s archived L.A.-themed show on KSPC, but the stream was really distorted. Did some packing for tomorrow, found decent clothes for a family Thanksgiving. (My white dress shirts have soiled collars, though.) Last bits tomorrow.
Packed it in about 10. Watched Midsommer Murders, read the 1st of a tiny book of Mouthpieces, 3 monologues by a UK writer named Eimear McBride. Somewhere between Beckett and Sarah Kane, and about that cheery.
Lights out 1 am.