Wednesday, November 7, 2007
I re-discovered an odd compartment in my van this week and found a cd by Anton Barbeau. There must be a fantasy story out there somewhere about a mini-van with shifting compartments full of secret surprises and perhaps even devilish spirits. Like Philip Jose Farmer's Riverworld, where the victuals appear on the mushroom pedastals every morning. At any rate Antology 1 stayed stuck in my player for days and many of the songs stuck in my head. They also reminded me of Squid trips to Sacramento and to The Beat where I bought this particular cd.