Riot! at the Ballet with Igor Stravinsky and me. I do a little light mythbusting, talk about Team Romanticism and Team Modernism, expound on work vs. context, and talk about the pitfalls of record shopping at the thrift store.

It's an election special! I reminisce about my family's relationship to politics, look a gift album in the mouth, and test my commitment to the bit. I also poke at notions of funny/not-funny, as well as brief discursions into art crimes and the 1984 Olympics.

And while it was implied, I didn't say it outright, so I'll note it here: if there's a hell, I hope Richard Nixon and Henry Kissinger are both roasting in it.

I wrangle with what it means to "know" something, make an analogy between a director of a play and a conductor of an orchestra, flail about with meaning, and wring my hands about a certain flavor of fascism.

In which I explain my mission, violate the cardinal rule of thrifting, and muse on how the past is like another country.