Last night I went to a great show: Southern Culture on the Skids. Had a fun time! Then I walked to my car, a far walk as I hate paying for parking. I'd rather walk a mile than pay for parking! So on the way back I listen to the BBC. On Saturday nights it's old-timey jazz here on public radio in Baltimore, but in DC it's the Beeb.
So I get out of this wonderful psychobilly rock show, where everyone is having a great time and they're throwing fried chicken at the audience, and all I hear is wall-to-wall news about the terrorist attack in London. Right after it happened, they're interviewing people that were there on the street at the time, it was very immediate and real-time. The intersection of rockabilly and London terrorism happened, not sure what that means in the larger scheme of things but it seems to have a hidden Kabbalistic meaning.
