So yesterday I blasted out a draft of the tv document, then went downstairs, grabbed my notebook, and started a consult job, filling probably a dozen pages in the notebook, and then went to bed. Forgetting to put my alarm on. It seems I slept for nine hours and forty-two minutes. I am not yet in my body.
“I got support through the weather to make space music.”
- Lee Perry, in David Toop’s OCEAN OF SOUND