My Post Office during lockdown; "Hi, we're staying open as a key service."
My Post Office on the day restrictions are eased; "Hello, our new opening hours are eleven non consecutive minutes every vernal equinox."
The opening 1-2 punch of 'Jacqueline' and 'Be Your Drug' on the new Circa Waves album is the best I've heard this year. Shame the rest of the album can't maintain the pace but it's not a bad listen.
A niche issue with modern dating is explaining to a baffled date how a loudspeaker can cost £7,000. In tangentially related news, I am not very good at dating.
I am currently listening to a FLAC file. To do so, I am using a system comprised of 15 (fifteen) separate boxes plus speakers which, even by my own deranged standards, is good going.
Yeah, OK, this latest VMP thing is a bit of a SNAFU. I remember when my brother sent a letter to all 5,218 recipients of legal aid on his patch to the same person though. Good times.
The Hildur Guðnadóttir score for Chernobyl is an absolutely magnificent thing. I've decided to turn bright pink and vomit up my own organs to really get into the mood.