“The bottle was dusty, but the liquor was clean.” Memoirist—thumb out at 21 to Caribbean swells to VT snow—50+ years distilled. Burns at first. Finishes smooth.

The weight of blood and fractured legacies, carved in marble, etched in memory. Necropolis—an extensive and elaborate burial site designed as a “city of the dead.”

I have been noodling and multitrack recording in my home studio for over 25 years. I had a bandcamp page for most of that time. A friend bought a CD once for $9.99. A few years later another friend downloaded a track. No matter. I just do this for fun.

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