Comment dated May 13, 2002, 2:20 pm:
Curse you, foul temptress! Must….resist….beautiful…saxophone…

At three-thirty, Ceri had called me to tell me she’d broken down and gone to her music store to rent a shiny new Yamaha sax.

Thank you, honoured ones and gentlebeasts, thank you. I’ll be here all week.

That “Do it” wasn’t me whispering temptation in your ear specifically, Ceri… I was voicing that seductive siren’s call to everyone who had ever considered holding a musical instrument, or who had buried their clarinets or guitars in their closets at home and forgotten about them. You just heard and responded to it a little more immediately, that’s all.

Everyone needs more music in their lives.