What kind of music will fill up the dead air of an interminable year? If I knew, maybe 2020’s playlist wouldn’t have turned out as desultory as it is.
This post is coming a month too late, but the past few months have left me with far too little sleep to lose over abandoned personal schedules. Let’s just agree that posting this before 2021’s playlist is due constitutes timeliness somehow.
In any case, I wrote last year that this series might be the longest-running commitment in my life these days — and what better time to continue it than just after Valentine’s Day?
(As an aside, let me just have it on record that the hyperlink up there makes me inordinately happy. The internet itself may just be so much shifting sand, but the ability to connect old and new posts is one of the reasons I still have this blog at all. It’s nice to see that it still fulfills that function.)