Frydee Uriah Heep

Admittedly, I usually have to be several beverages into the evening before I’ll break out Uriah Heep, but I’m pretty sure if any alcohol at all crossed my lips at this point, my cranium would just explode in a mess of mucus and a pathetically little amount of brain matter. At this point, I’m far enough into having this post-Roadburn cold that I’m sick of being sick. If only Tilburg SARS would listen to reason and go away on its own. Wednesday was the worst, yesterday was better, today’s worse than yesterday.

I’ve been coughing loudly and persistently enough to piss of those with whom I share my office space, and it seems like no matter how much stoner rock I blast, there’s no mending that fence. I’ll look forward to a long allergy season of being ostracized, and if I have to turn to Mick Box‘s über-grandiose solo in the second half of “The Magician’s Birthday” for comfort, so fucking be it. Damn my swimming head.

Nonetheless: There will be a new podcast this weekend.

The theme is that it’s all stuff I purchased on the recent adventure across the Atlantic, and in that regard, there’s more than enough material to choose from. I also picked up a 5-CD BBC audio documentary of Michael Palin’s Himalaya, which I read the book of before I realized it was a tv special and am now stoked to check out the audio from. My original plan was to talk over this podcast, I guess basically to nerd out over the albums I bought, but that would require a voice with which to speak, and right now I don’t have one at all, for speaking or much of anything else. Maybe I’ll let Mr. Palin do the honors instead if I can find some samples worth putting in.

But before I sign off for the week to embark on a night that will, aside from doing laundry, also hopefully lead to some level of recovery from this plague I brought back from foreign shores (I should’ve checked that box on the customs form that says I’m traveling with germ cultures), let me say thanks once more to everyone who checked out the Desertfest, Roadburn and other travel-type posts. If you’re going to Desertfest Berlin this weekend, you have my envy.

Whatever your plans might entail, a great and safe weekend to you and yours. Don’t forget that the podcast will be up before Sunday’s out (I have a wedding reception to attend tomorrow during the day, so I’m not sure exactly on the timing yet), and I’ll see you on the forum and back here Monday for another slew of riff-loving hijinks. All the best.

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