slow motion beginning to lift, tandberg arrives thru forrest, like an old volvo in the snow, from half-a-watt pirate radio at 10,000 ft, and i swab the thing down w/ q-tips and isopropyl, plug it in, voila, with a few rattles it still drives, so the wait's almost over, wherein, several vignettes forthcoming as soon as audacity disentangles itself for mastering the acetate, a bit used but still shimmering. please check back in a little while, something about to arrive (hereabouts), in the off chance you're not deaf yet....
