The heat is out for the third time in this, the bitterest of Portland Winters. Fortunately my good friend Mister Henderson lent me his space heater as his house's heating technology fails him less than ours. Above is Mister Larsen, performing a track of his own, "Invisible Walls", with some live scribbling of mine. Tomorrow night we're doing a Smiths cover at the Someday Lounge Incubator. 9pm to midnight. Portland people! Come out. Anyone that responded to my last post, if I don't know how to reach you, kindly leave me your address in the (screened) comments. Even if you were late and not in the first six. Maybe it's the cold delirium but I'm feeling generous. | ![]() |