Touch and go
My stuff in the Weekly: Rep, which includes some sketchy words on the death penalty (in related news, Sister Helen was in town yesterday, and instead I went and failed at movie quizzo); and two reviews of wretched January fare (second and third down). I'd say more, but I'm not in the vein. Life is getting to me. It could stand to be torn down. I'll spare you the extended therapy session. Maybe it'll pass.
Meanwhile, I'm suffering aural stalemate. Recommend new music, if you will.