We’ve been listening to stream captures tonight and we’re at the point where we’ve been listening to the Electric Croude from 7/6/08. I had planned to come into the house to take care of some processes running on our laptops (we’re digitizing our CD collection, oy vey) when George Maida started playing selections from the Talking Heads.
As someone with this hanging on her wall:
you know I had to sit in my chair and jam.