I was walking a labyrinth last night, and I reflected on a number of things, like: How often do you ever get to the actual center of something? Even the record needle in the groove never gets to the center, thanks to the spindle, of course. When do you get to say, "Out, the one remaining way to go....", like Paul Kantner says. Well, sometimes the trip is the deal, you know?

So, come and trip with me Thursday 2-4. We will head to the center of things, centripetally speaking, and listen to some amazing tunes. I dedicate this show to the one person who won't listen to me.