So this guy wakes up at 2am. He’s thinking about a song by Todd Rundgren that may not exist. He doesn’t have a song stuck in his head, just the subject matter of the song—people who come to to your house and spill stuff and, I may be paraphrasing: “dropping their ash on the my floor”. He can think of two other songs that deal with this issue. Mike Heron’s Warm Heart Pastry and then there’s that Liz Phair song and he’s 99% sure there’s an Incredible String band song too Continue reading Sunday Morning Coming Up or Warm Heart Pastry →