  a musical note: The new PJ Harvey album is way great. Especially the song called "The Letter" that talks about writing as a metaphor for fucking. Or at least, that's what I thought it was about before I read the song title from the liner notes. She picks up where Patti Smith left off. Patti plus the heroin of today. And Bjork is said to be taking a haitus to record a new album.
Her new song "It's in our Hands" is breathtaking... something that has been putting goosebumps all over me for a week now. When she starts touring, me and Bryan are scheduled to put down some serious money on front row tickies. Anyone want to join? And yes, I'll have a small sign that will ask her to marry me. In Icelandic, bien sur. 
