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Bill's life and music.

Circulation therefore does not carry within itself the principle of self-renewal. The moments of the latter are presupposed to it, not posited by it. Commodities constantly have to be thrown into it anew from the outside, like fuel into a fire. Otherwise it flickers out in indifference.

—Marx, Grundrisse, Chapter on Capital, Notebook II.

And when my spirit wants no stimulus or nourishment save music, I know it is to be sought in the cemeteries: the musicians hide in the tombs; from grave to grave flute trills, harp chords answer one another.

—Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities, Cities & Signs 4

This is what it sounded like meditating today.

Have You Seen My Baby?

Have You Seen My Baby?

I feel, as I have arrived at not only this tune but also “I Know & You Know,” a sense of having gotten to the good stuff. All kinds of stuff I’d written before, I’m proud of. It’s about this point in my writing that I really started to sound like me,…

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