Tuesday, March the 20th, 2012
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Last night I dreamed that I was walking in Saint Chad's Park, past a music rehearsal studio, within which I could hear a beat combo practising. The song I overheard—which, in dreamland, I understood to be a Sleater-Kinney cover version—consisted of a single line, repeated over and over again: “Our milieu is that of Doctor Ludwig”. Very melodious.