Does The Backwards Flat Cap Thing With A Certain Aplomb

Probably about midway in the continuum of knowledgeable writings about music, it's my latest Sugarzine column, a review of sorts of the amazingly talented yet strangely subdued Richard Thompson. Spends much too much time talking about the limits of my knowledge of, and appreciation for, his genre, but at least I was there, which makes it 50% gonzo. No gigs planned till Daft Punk at Coney Island, so lord knows what we'll give them next month.