This weekend has left me feeling less than refreshed as I stare down the barrel towards another week of working with freaks and other assorted deviant motherfuckers. Drinking with co-workers on Friday night had me staggering home in the wee hours. I also checked out Les Savy Fav and Jay Reatard at the Commodore which was an amazing show but doesn't exactly have my liver writing me any mash notes.

Not exactly hung over. Just dispirited and a little jumpy. I feel wrung out. I feel a theme week coming on, all survivor anthems all the time. Songs that make it easier to roll out of the house tomorrow morning. Steve Earle seems like the perfect place to start. More to come....