Art Rock Morning:

My musical selections for the day seems to be wandering down a path that is trying to illustrate something, but I can't quite get the perspective to see it.

It began with the Pixies, Sonic Youth, and the Pretenders. Guided by a mood I am unable to define, it has wandered into Warren Zevon, Velvet Underground, and Elvis Costello territory.

On the surface it seems to be part of some profound pattern. In this way, a day's music can be much like life itself. We all feel like it should mean something, but none of us seem to be very good at getting a handle on it.