Well, maybe not. But I was happy that Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me‘s March 16th show mentioned not only the Robot Apocalypse but also played a bit of Kraftwerk after. And there was a hilarious bit about Canadians being the dolphins of people, you’ll simply have to listen to it here on the podcast, which I’m sure you subscribe to anyway, right?
As a result, I listened to hours of Kraftwerk, which of course I highly recommend, but ended up with an old favorite, David Byrne with the Balanescu Quartet, covering Kraftwerk’s Model. This was a sublime moment in the time/space continuum, and I would love to hear a really good clean recording of it. (I know the song was on a Balanescu record, but without Byrne.)
I plan on flying through the universe with David Byrne at some point anyway and so I will ask him about it when I see him.
Things are going very well for me; the sun has come out at least three times, once for 6 hours, and while the world of the new book has swollen to the point that managing it is sometimes like The Little Chipmunk Who Could directing rescue efforts in a tsunami, it is almost never like The Little Red Hen, and is most often like holding a thousand living, glittering strings, each one connected to someone sparking somewhere, resonating with or participating in our project.
It feels most like how I feel when I am in Electric Larryland, and I get to be one of an uncountable number of lightpoints.
Shipping is almost and I mean almost under control.
One more week, and I will dust off my hands and begin to play outside, making pieces, building the Volume II Specials Page, taking video requests.
Speaking of videos, imagine OUR TOTAL SHOCK to finally find our family’s missing Reptar at the thrift shop in the Macklemore Thrift Shop video. I mean, there was only one of these made, right?
REPTAR, COME HOME.