Brian Jones x Jim Jones

There's a gorgeous, clear New Moon outside the kitchen window waltzing a bright star-planet. Maybe Venus. I'm not across these things, like the local astrologer, who's still asleep like every other rational soul around here.

The morning's listening, while I make my lunch, starts with William Orbit and Finley Quay's "Dice", follows with Alexi Murdoch's beautiful "Orange Sky" and then takes a sharp turn to the left and gets stuck on the Brian Jonestown Massacre's outrageously named  Bring Me the Head of Paul McCartney on Heather Mills' Wooden Leg (Dropping Bombs on the Whitehouse). Definitely one to annoy music critics on both sides of the Atlantic. But on this frosty morning, I give it couple of spins anyway.

RIPLozza. Still missin ya.