I’ve been listening to Soft Machine and alumni - Robert Wyatt, Kevin Ayers (all wonderful) - and Fleet Foxes’ first album (good but not as great as I remembered, and a song or two too many). Also, The Incredible String Band, who are taking a few listens.

Hey, State Trooper!

This is seriously the most disgusting thing in the history of the world. Licophobia (fear of fats/grease) is a real thing (I just discovered) and this is licophobia in a fucking tube

I recently picked up The Art of Tea on vinyl. I'd been mildly intrigued by the album for years (those song titles! that cross-legged dude!), and finally gave in. I dunno. It is super smooth, perhaps a little too smooth for my taste. I'll give it another go in a few months maybe.

John Huston. C'mon.