I had a dream last night that I was in a mall dept store for some kind of grand opening celebration and Blue Oyster Cult was playing there. They didn't play any songs that I recognized yet I knew it was B.O.C. somehow.

How odd.

Last night at half-price books I scored two (2) nice slabs of vinyl... Heartbreaker by Free, and Emmylou Harris' Greatest Hits (which when it came out in 1979 was all her early stuff 1974-77 or so.) Emmylou was on my mind cause I just finished a rather bland Gram Parsons biography. I have an odd fascination with reading bios of people I don't really listen to (or read books by or whose ideas I don't agree with.) I guess I'm just a sucker for vicarious living through biographies.