Seventh, still

Inconspicuous as ever, Austin's Muzak depot is still there. I love David Owen's stuff anyhow, especially the one about the house as machine and what's behind the walls. He's got the same kinds of curiosity that I do, I think. In the April 10 New Yorker (The Soundtrack of Your Life) is factoid-rich and especially interesting on what makes a good segue (Paul Ray knows).