My West Coast jaunt included seven Sonic Youth shows in six states, meeting both Lee Ranaldo and Steve Shelley (including a two-hour convo with the latter and other friends in a Portland bar), and two emotionally charged incidents registering at the extreme ends of the spectrum. Neither of which, clearly, I am ready to discuss on a public forum.

But I can tell you this…with “No Setlist” a pure hit, it’s only inspired me to get my other stuff–my first novel, first volume of poetry–out there. I think it’s that time.