This is what I did on Saturday night: listened to Camera Obscura (
Underachievers Please Try Harder), Saint Etienne (
Finisterre), Philip Glass (
The Photographer) and Godspeed You Black Emperor! (
f#a#∞) while feeling a bit mopey and sort of disconnected for not particular reason and in the meantime writing a bit; started reading
Clear and Present Danger to distract me from myself. Have duly finished it, and with a renewed appreciation of Clancy's ability as a craftsman and less insult done to my sensibilities by his politics than I'd expected.