Blech. Looks like Elaine and I are going to be virus buddies for the next few days. She looks like I feel most of the time, with her poor tired eyes and slack expression.
So this is a "See you in a few days!" post. I'm going to try to come back with an expository review of a single album that I really dig called "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea" by Neutral Milk Hotel. I suck at finding non-obvious meaning below the surface of narrative -- I'm the guy who hears a song for 10 years before going, "Oh! THAT'S what that song is about!" -- so it will be a bit of a challenge, and I'll probably miss a lot. But I think that the album itself is such an achievement that I want to highlight it for those who haven't heard it, and I'll risk sounding like a right fool to do it.
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