"Retirement Fund" CD
One CD is all it took to remind me why I don't listen to avant garde music anymore. When I was in college and trying to seem cool, I'd shoot the shit about John Zorn and Christian Marclay, the Knitting Factory crew and a host of other people who make unlistenable noise as a career. Now that I'm a bit older, I see the foolish error of my ways and apologize for throwing 45 minute ragas on the air. I must recant, and I certainly have to repent, but I'm not sure how many Our Fathers and Hail Marys I need to say, and I'm not Catholic anyway, so fuck it. If you sat through it, you were dumber than I was and I hope you've changed as much as I have.