Dear Readers,

What can I tell you? Well, I can tell you that there was no post today. I could tell you whose fault that was, too. But I don't want to point fingers. Especially because, being a man without joints, I find it particularly difficult to point fingers at myself. In any case, myriad factors went into this breakdown and I don't want to bore you with a tedious multivariate analysis of everything that went wrong; or, rather, I do, but feel that you don't want me to, and you know I only give you what you want, right babies? To make up for it, I will post two whole songs tomorrow. And, what's more: I'll write about them. Big time.

In the meantime, I urge you all to check out Carl Wilson's exceptional and rather otherworldly post from yesterday. I think it's quite unlike anything that has been published on this site, or, for that matter, unlike anything on Carl's own.